Help, I've become a paper man

The bold thoughts in his mind were just thoughts. In action, Song Yi remained quiet, well-behaved, and cooperative. He quickly prepared for the battle and continued to move forward. After the figure in front of him disappeared, his hand touched the flowing light. As his fingertips just sank into the brilliant color, a faint feeling of dizziness slowly rose.

The scene in front of me changed. This time it didn't just flash by and appear directly in the copy. It was more like it was on a loading page. After watching the cutscene, the scene of the starry sea appeared in front of me again.

Perhaps affected by his mood, Song Yi had a good experience this time. He felt that he was integrating into it, and his attitude was much calmer than the previous two times. He just complained, "Is your modeler being lazy and using the same scene over and over again?" He did not criticize Noah's Ark any more.

He could clearly realize that he was passing through the copy entrance and slowly entering it.

At this moment, a voice came to my ears again. It was Yan Changyue's voice, saying softly:

"You don't have to protect me. I won't be in danger. Quite the contrary. You can treat me as your 'prize' and help me win the victory."

Song Yi was slightly stunned. Just as his brain reacted to what he heard, before he had time to figure out the meaning of the words, he felt a strong attraction. His body leaned forward under the force, but he suddenly turned around and looked at Yan Changyue's face. What he saw was still a gentle smile, which seemed to carry a hint of comfort.

He wanted to ask, but before he could, he continued to tilt and fall. Song Yi subconsciously reached out to Yan Changyue, and at the last second before being completely dragged into the copy, Yan Changyue also raised her hand to him, and the distance between the two of them was shortened again. In the second before touching, his fingertips passed through the air, and Yan Changyue disappeared from his sight. His eyes returned to a blank, and a stronger sense of dizziness came over him.

Two seconds later, Song Yi felt his body again, took a deep breath, and opened his eyes with laughter. As expected, he had appeared in the copy, surrounded by a lively crowd, with familiar entertainment facilities, and snack carts on the roadside under the candy-colored architectural style. Among the people coming and going, vendors selling children's toys passed by him, and a shaking white rabbit balloon hit his head, but he raised his hand to block the thin rope.

The vendor looked over and gave an apologetic smile, but before he could say anything, a child came to ask about the price, so he hurriedly turned around to continue selling.

Song Yi was left silent, looking at the scene in front of him, feeling briefly at a loss.

This place doesn't feel like a dungeon, it feels more like an amusement park.

The most important thing is that Yan Changyue is not by his side, which can be regarded as a confirmation of his feelings. When he turned around, he first experienced farewell and then came to a strange world. His first thought was "Could it be that she has worn it again?" Fortunately, the next second, a familiar electronic sound rang in his ears.

"The multiplayer instance "Happy Times Are Always Short" is loading for you. The instance has entered the preparation stage. The current number of participants is 158. When the number of participants reaches 200, the instance will be officially opened. Please wait for a moment."

"During the operation phase of the dungeon, children participating in the event have already entered the park. Parents are prohibited from entering the park until it closes."

"During children's playtime, in order to avoid cheating, maintain the rules of the game and the development of friendships between children, the park will temporarily block contact between parents and children. In order for children to fully enjoy their playtime, parents will be invited to the Happy Castle to watch their children's performance."

"Let us welcome you all!"

"Before the equipment started, some children had already entered the park. They can go to the service station to get the park tickets first."

This reminder did not ease Song Yi's emotions. Instead, it made him clench his fists and feel the malice of Noah's Ark more deeply. Thinking about what Yan Changyue had just said, it seemed that she knew some of the content in advance, and it seemed that only he knew the information.

Song Yi complained in his heart: "When it comes to identity allocation, you are still as casual as ever, Noah's Ark."

"The identities of Stardust and the Master were fixed at the beginning. Most of the Masters do not have combat capabilities and will play the role of parents to watch the children's competition. As for Stardust, who is a combat power, the fixed identity is a participant."

Noah's Ark spoke calmly, and he rarely showed cooperation when his name was called several times. Even though it was just a notification and there was no human emotion at all, Song Yi still felt "gloating", which made him feel a little strange.

But there is no point in dwelling on this, as he complained, "I made an agreement with someone just a second ago that if I did well this time, you won't treat me as a child. Let me play the role of a kid again." At the same time, he turned his head and looked around, but he didn't expect to hear the sound of Noah's Ark again.

"After testing, it was found that the player does not have a contract. The agreement you mentioned has not been reached. Please check whether the agreement process is complete."

In other words, the system was saying that the agreement was proposed unilaterally by him. Song Yi was about to curse when his brain reacted first: it seemed, probably, as if... it was indeed what he said. Yan Changyue did not seem to have a clear response.

Song Yi took a deep breath and said in his heart: "Thank you, you can wait until my body is cold before telling me."

At the same time, he had found the direction to move forward. He raised his feet and followed the instructions on the roadside all the way to the service station.

As expected of a dungeon that had 79 people thrown in, there was already a long queue when Song Yi arrived, not much different from the Spring Festival travel scene in his memory. Fortunately, this was a dungeon and the dungeon had not officially started yet, the game content had not been announced yet, and everyone behaved exceptionally civilized, with no one cutting in line or making noise.

Song Yi was distracted thinking, the quiet queue here, with laughter and shouting coming from all around, like an isolated island in the hustle and bustle, it didn't seem like everyone was buying tickets to an amusement park, but more like they were preparing to enter a funeral home.

As soon as the thought came to his mind, Song Yi shuddered uncontrollably, and an ominous premonition emerged. He subconsciously looked around, and the scene was no different from before, not even as different as the scene in front of the craftsman's office. It seemed that he was just imagining something to scare himself.

Song Yi shook his head, put his thoughts aside, took a step forward, followed the slowly advancing team, and secretly raised his vigilance.

On the other side, in Song Yi's fleeting thoughts, the "Happy Castle" that he had briefly complained about was not the "children's playground" he had imagined, but rather a castle floating in the sky. The interior decoration was grand, away from the feel of an amusement park, and more like a banquet scene. Long tables were filled with meals, drinks, and a hint of luxury.

Yan Changyue sat by the window, supporting her chin with one hand. The glass was not completely transparent, and there was an area that displayed Song Yi's image, clearly showing him waiting in line. He seemed a little bored, so he took out a carbonated drink from the space, took two sips, then remembered something, screwed the cap back on, and started shaking it.

A laugh slipped out from the corner of her lips. Yan Changyue raised her hand to cover her lips and looked to the other side. The man was leaning back in his chair with his head tilted back, his face covered with newspaper. When Yan Changyue laughed, he also let out a short sneer.

Yan Changyue asked: "What do you want to say?"

The man deliberately dragged out the last word, and his voice was even more vague because of the paper. At this moment, he said lazily: "How pitiful! He is being toyed with by you. You are so cruel."