Help, I've become a paper man

Song Yi didn't believe in the copy, nor did he believe in his own luck. He remained vigilant enough, observing the surrounding situation and the changes in time with a glimmer of hope.

There are two minutes remaining.

Changes occurred again, and different things were mixed in the wind. Song Yi felt a sense of crisis and subconsciously turned sideways. The pain came from his arm. The position of the wind was cleverly positioned. Even though it only left a shallow scar when the cloth was torn, it still made him shudder with pain. He had to lean his body over and press down on the sliding chain to keep his balance.

In this incident, what followed was not only screams, but more of blood. In the rapid rotation, the sticky and smelly liquid fell on him, clearly revealing the current situation - the game has been upgraded again and is more aggressive.

The colorful lights above lit up, and to the cheerful music, everything around was shrouded in light. A thin wire hung down from above, reflecting the color of metal. As the wooden horse swayed, it seemed to be pulled and shifted at will. Instead of falling vertically, it greeted the "oncoming" horse and the person sitting on it at different angles.

The music became louder and louder, and the speed of rotation did not slow down in the brisk rhythm. At this moment, the line was more terrifying than the knife. It was made of metal, and when it was thin enough, its sharpness was not weaker than the blade. It was even longer and covered a wider range. Everything was one piece, and it was not just one line.

The rhythm that had just been adapted was broken again. There were screams all at once, and another person fell off the horse. This time he was not thrown off, but the two lines intersected. The person could not avoid it, and his body was cut roughly. Blood gushed out and scattered in the air. Two drops of blood fell on Song Yi's hands. The hot liquid made his palms tremble, and he held the chain tighter.

He realized one thing, that the progress of the game was progressive. In the previous stage, they found the fixed chain and caught it to stabilize their bodies. At this time, they could further utilize it to avoid the thin line on horseback and not rely entirely on the horse.

And the more important reason is... Song Yi began to distrust it.

Thinking of this, Song Yi held the chain and adjusted his posture while evading. He tried to stand up and reduce his reliance on the horse. The contact area gradually narrowed. He stepped on the horse's back. After the center of gravity increased, the body swayed more. Song Yi treated it as a moving stone and tried to find stability on it. But the main force was still his arms, which needed to pull the chain to ensure that he would not fall off.

As his field of vision increased, Song Yi made a new discovery. There was something wrong with these lines. They were different from the metal he had initially guessed. They were more like the laser products in science fiction movies. Otherwise, how could he explain the scene he had witnessed?

Those thin lines only cut people, not equipment. When they intersect each other, they will not cut each other off, and there will not even be a collision. They just pass through and continue along the original path. There is no end. When it is about to end, it waits for the next rotation, and then redistributes the path to cut the humans along the way.

Song Yi was shocked and complained in his heart, "What a thrifty guy!" He turned his attention to his surroundings. The ominous premonition became stronger and stronger. There was only one minute and twenty seconds left.

He subconsciously counted in his mind, and at the same time, with the help of the sturdy iron chain, he adjusted his posture slightly and moved his feet on the horse's back. He knew little about horses, so it was difficult to clearly judge whether the moving back at this time was imitating the muscle changes when the horse was running, but in the current situation, the horse did not have to run by itself, so it was meaningless to worry about such details. He just tried to find a "point", a point with the smallest change in a circle, as the standing position.

But time has two sides. If you hope it ends quickly, the faster the better. But when you concentrate fully, it seems too fast. Even though the change of time is not affected by individual human will at all, Song Yi was still startled for a moment.

Before I knew it, the remaining time was down to one minute.

Everything happened reasonably and yet too suddenly. He was splashed with blood in the face and suddenly woke up from his attempt. Sticky liquid hung on his eyelashes and his breath was full of the smell of rust. Song Yi finally couldn't help it and cursed "Damn it". He had to lower his head to avoid the blood flowing into his mouth. Unfortunately, misfortunes never come alone. At this moment, his feet slipped and he was almost thrown off the horse's back. In the critical moment, he relied on his strong arm strength to pull himself back a little, then curled up his body, and while spinning, he used the force to shake his body and get back on the horse's back, avoiding the situation where his calves rubbed the ground during the quick descent just now.

When the time reached the last minute, the difficulty obviously escalated again. The horses under them began to move around and no longer followed the previous rules, making it more difficult to dodge. When the first wave of attacks came, some people were hit first. It was not because everyone would relax their vigilance at this time, but more because of the limitations brought by the body. Even if some people paid the price of blood first, they realized that the consequences of failure should be added to the strategy for passing the level.

At this point in the game, everyone knows the rules and understands what to do, but the brutal challenge places too high demands on physical fitness, and it is not something that can be achieved with the body alone just by understanding it with the brain.

Song Yi often joked with himself, saying that this body was well modeled. If it was placed in the original world, it would also be a little superman who could win an Oscar. However, while resisting dizziness during rotation, he also had to take into account stability and avoid damage, so it was inevitable that he would have some wounds on his body. Not to mention other people. Even if there were stronger people, it would not be much better.

Everybody was holding on, waiting for the countdown to end. The tempo of the background music quickened, changing from a cheerful nursery rhyme to hard rock. I don't know who designed it, but in the last half minute, the beat matched the thin lines, and each beat was a combination of several thin lines. The only five people left were swaying in the air. If someone looked at it from the perspective of a bystander, it would not be difficult to see that they were all holding their breath.

In other words, I was just holding on, without any extra thoughts in my mind, but the "carousel" did, and the horn sounded again, broadcasting loudly.

"The countdown is about to begin. The number of players who have completed this project is three. It has been determined that there are more than three surviving players. After the game time is over, the game difficulty will be increased again until three winners are selected. Please work hard, kids!"

It’s really... irrelevant!

Song Yi gritted his teeth and moved smoothly. His clothes were soaked with blood, some of which was his own and some of which was other people's. For a few seconds, he had an illusion that he was not on a "carousel" but in a juicer, being crushed and stirred during the rotation... But the next moment, he cursed Noah's Ark in his heart.

Like a sick person! Gymnastics training here, in the form of raids, will only increase the difficulty, with some elimination mechanisms. With this kind of brain, you won't be good at anything!