Help, I've become a paper man

Without much communication, the remaining people gathered together while chatting and laughing. The speakers on the facilities sounded, playing cheerful music, interspersed with the reminder "Children, please go to your seats."

The name "Merry-go-round" is very fitting. The seats are made of wood and are shaped like horses. The combination is a common style. The top is a red roof with a circle of colored lights hanging below. It has not been turned on yet. In the absence of light, you can only roughly see the colors. Further down are the ponies of different colors, which are where players will ride later.

Song Yi followed the crowd and continued to walk inside. The safety fence at the door was lifted up, revealing the passage. As the distance got closer, the scene in front of him became clearer.

There are 13 seats in total, divided into two circles, with 6 seats in the inner circle and another 7 seats in the outer circle, staggered around the central column.

Everyone took their seats in order from the inside to the outside according to their number tags. Song Yi arrived neither early nor late, and his number tag was not at the front. According to the order, he was the third person to sit down in the outer circle. But new doubts arose. There were people who arrived before him but were sitting behind him. Naturally, there were also people who arrived later and sat down before him, but there was no time for them to think about it.

Just a few seconds after Song Yi sat down, others had also taken their seats. The loudspeaker sounded again and the announcement began.

"Everyone has found your seats. Children, please be ready. The game will begin in ten seconds. So - ten - nine -"

The broadcast was loud enough, the countdown was fast, and accompanied by the drum beats of the music, it was full of urgency.

Before Song Yi felt nervous, the broadcast had come to an end. No number "one" appeared, and the next second after counting "two" was exaggerated laughter. Song Yi heard screams first, and at the same time, he knew the reason, the moment he felt a clear sense of weightlessness.

The amusement facility began to operate, and as the wooden horse beneath him swayed, the surrounding seats not only rotated around the center, but also took turns to rise and fall. Such projects were not uncommon, and Song Yi could recall them in his vague memory, but the ones here were slightly different. After all... the people participating in the game did not have safety belts on them. They were completely rotating, first raised and then shaken. Even if they stabilized their bodies, they would be more likely to be dropped if they did not react in time during the lowering process.

There is no need to guess, the game continues to run and gives the answer directly. After the scream, there was a dull thud, and someone was thrown down and hit the protective fence, leaving a mark.

When Song Yi passed by, he took a quick glance and couldn't tell who it was, but he reacted quickly. When the wooden horse rose for the first time, he hugged the horse's neck, leaned forward slightly, lowered his center of gravity, and hooked his legs around the horse's body. In the subsequent sudden drop, he was not thrown up, and his breathing became heavier at this time.

Games should have time.

He took a deep breath and tried to find clues. On the third lap, he caught sight of numbers jumping by the door. The speed was too fast, and even with good dynamic vision, it was difficult to distinguish for a while. After two more laps, he finally distinguished the numbers on it. There were still three minutes and forty...more than seconds.

The numbers at the back jumped too fast, and Song Yi could not see clearly. He stopped worrying about it and estimated in his mind that it should be less than a minute from the start of the game to now, so the game time is not four minutes. Judging from the physical feeling, the countdown will not start at five minutes. No matter how he thinks about it, it is just the beginning.

Fortunately, he gradually adapted, his nerves gradually relaxed, and he couldn't help

He started to complain in his mind again: "Extremely long gaming experience, if this is corrected and complies with the safety law, it will definitely be a hit project in the amusement park, Noah's Ark, you have no future in the comics industry, and your game business is not that good either, if it really doesn't work out, consider the real economy! I guarantee that you will be put on the credit list!"

Noah's Ark remained silent.

But the copy responded, the rotation speed increased, and the wooden horse stayed in the air longer. Song Yi felt that he was almost flying, but his mount did not agree with this.

Yes, it's a mount, not a seat.

The ongoing project upgrade has more difficulties than just lifting and lowering. As the game continues, fewer and fewer people will fall down. At this time, the "Trojan horse" begins to move, as if at that moment, it has turned into a real horse, shaking its neck and raising its hooves.

Some horses speed up, running around the center, and even overtaking the horses in front, making the rotation more intense; some horses repeat the jumps, increasing the amplitude of up and down, and constantly rising and falling; and some horses sway from side to side, causing the people on their backs to sway as well, making it increasingly difficult to keep balance...

Song Yi won the first prize. His horse was too lively and obsessed with jumping. When jumping, it twisted its body, and he experienced a kind of "wandering" life. The sounds in his ears were particularly complex, with screams and curses, the whirring of the wind, and the clacking of mechanical operations.

At this moment, the second he pinched the horse's neck, he truly felt that Heitan really treated him as a brother, and he was indeed the best-behaved pony in the family.

The thought was fleeting, the game time changed slowly, the number of eliminated people increased by two seconds, and with three minutes left to the end, only seven people were left. Song Yi was still trying to forcibly tame the horse through violent means. The others followed a similar process. Even if one of them was a little more relaxed, the difference was not noticeable because it was not big.

Until there are two and a half minutes left.

Song Yi's breathing was rapid, his fingers were scratched and blood rubbed onto the horse's head, the cloth on his back was also wet with sweat. He was distracted for two seconds before he saw the figure diagonally in front of him.

The man raised his arms high, as if practicing yoga, holding something.

Song Yi shuddered and looked up, only then did he notice the details. The wooden horse was too flexible and the track above was complicated, making it difficult to distinguish at first glance. However, they were suspended in the air, fixed by hanging iron chains. When they moved, there was a sound of metal friction. Even if they overly imitated the movement trajectory of living things, they were still "stringed" wooden horses.

He also raised his hand and firmly grasped the iron chain connecting the horse. As he swayed, it hit his leg and there was a dull pain, but it was better than before. Giving up was impossible. Song Yi gritted his teeth and held it tighter with more force, making the chain straighten in his hand. Even if some of it hung down, it would not cause serious damage.

Those who can persist until now, even if they are not smart, are strong enough. If one person does this, it may not attract attention. After Song Yi followed suit, more and more people noticed it. Gradually, it became a "passthrough strategy". Everyone followed suit. Even though the horses' actions were different, they gradually found a stable posture according to their own situation.

There were two and a half minutes left in the game, and it seemed like the game was about to run out of time again.