Help, I've become a paper man

Song Yi had clearly heard similar content from Yan Zhichun before. Now when he heard it again, he still felt the clear pain.

He took a breath and said, "Why are you so anxious? Let's put aside our personal emotions and talk about something serious, okay?"

"For example, can Yan Changyue's work only be done by himself? Can't he get some help?"

An Xiaochun asked back: "Are you free to come over? Of course you can, but think about it, we all came to Lingzhi for the mission, where can we find so many people?"

That made sense. Song Yi was worried, but he had no choice but to change the subject and ask:

"Why is Yan Changyue going to the warehouse? Is he looking for materials urgently to make something?"

An Xiaochun replied: "That's right, you two are so cheesy. You didn't come back with him, and he saw someone else and wanted to cooperate with you a long time ago."

"Next, no matter what you think, you need to preach. Whether it is a sympathetic device or a large illusion, it is indispensable. You may also need a teleportation array."

There was a brief silence. After a few seconds, Song Yi asked in a low voice: "What is a sympathetic sensor?"

That doesn't sound very serious!

An Xiaochun said: "Extracting emotions or memories, combined with illusions, you can think of it as... a projector?"

Song Yi understood instantly. He didn't need to ask for more specific applications. Based on their familiarity with each other, he could roughly guess what Yan Changyue was going to do, but...

"When will Yan Changyue come back?" When Song Yi asked, he had already contacted the system to inquire how long it would last.

He wanted to communicate with Yan Changyue, not only because he missed her, but also because the follow-up layout and the possibility of cooperation needed to be discussed.

Noah's Ark's response was clear and blunt, stating that the operating power was insufficient and the daily cross-regional call time could only be maintained for one hour.

An Xiaochun was vague, saying only: "Who knows how long you'll be gone? You're so idle over there? I'm thinking of changing jobs."

Song Yi said what he was saying, and replied, "Okay, you all come," and then returned to the serious topic, saying frankly that the daily calls have a fixed duration and they cannot just chat casually.

"It's like when you don't have enough phone credit, you buy a cheap package with a fixed amount of talk time," he explained.

In fact, there was no need. An Xiaochun understood and before closing the contact, he took the initiative to say, "I'll contact you when Yan Changyue comes back."

After their conversation ended, Song Yi stood up and went back to work.

Time passed quickly, and by the time he was able to lie down with his pillow in his arms, the sun had already set.

An Xiaochun didn't contact him, Yan Changyue didn't come back, and if the call time was divided by midnight, he would still have half an hour left of his "daily" quota.

Even if you don't consume it, it will be a new day in half an hour.

Song Yi took the initiative to send a message and asked An Xiaochun again about Yan Changyue's current situation.

An Xiaochun replied: "How about we just chat?"

Song Yi guessed half right. Yan Changyue was not in the camp, but had left the warehouse. In An Xiaochun's words, she was "fighting for love" and was busy building a teleportation array.

He subconsciously said, "No, wait, my brain is confused. Are you saying that Yan Changyue is ready to come over before we have communicated or confirmed the cooperation?"

This impulsive side reminded Song Yi of the young man crying at the scene, as outlined by the lines, rather than the man who was strategizing that he saw.

especially……

"Are you worried about Ling Zhi? Or Sui Yuesheng? Do you think their existence will be an obstacle to cooperation?" An Xiaochun asked.

Song Yi agreed immediately and said, "That's right. You also said that if we build a teleportation array in Ling Zhi's house, it would be equivalent to..."

"It's really strange that they broke down the wall and turned two houses into one just after the guests settled in."

Song Yi was so reserved that he almost couldn't hold it back and said "outrageous". But just as he finished speaking, he received a reply from the other party:

"Ling Zhi knows and agrees. Some things...it will be more appropriate to talk about them after we meet."

Sui Yuesheng's voice was clear and crisp. It fell into Song Yi's ears. Before he could speak again, the other party continued:

"Friend, long time no see. An Xiaochun is still busy. If you have any questions, you can ask me directly."

Song Yi asked, "Anything is OK?"

There was silence for a few seconds. He touched the tip of his nose and said again, "I was joking. I wanted to ask, what's going on over there? What happened?"

Sui Yuesheng said: "After Purgatory was cleaned up, a taboo appeared. Everyone tried to avoid it, but after Yan Changyue came over, she took the initiative to touch it. It seems..."

"He got something from it. He suddenly said something, uh, unique. I don't know if this counts as what you want to know about. What happened here."

Song Yi groaned, turned over and sat up, saying dissatisfiedly:

"You're still calling me a friend, but you don't consider me a friend anymore? What's there to be shy about?"

"Isn't it 'The world avoids restarting'? Isn't it 'Now is the last time'? Isn't it 'Noah's Ark is ■■'...?"

Song Yi complained fluently, and when he got to the latter part, the key words were triggered and the microphone was not muted by the system, but the sound of the words he spoke was lost.

But just the first half made Sui Yuesheng breathe a sigh of relief, and he continued with his words:

"That's great. You know, we'll meet again soon. Don't worry. Once the construction is completed, we'll be the only ones coming back."

"Lord Lingzhi chose to guard, and Jasmine also accompanied him. The Lingzhi camp is still the original camp, without much change."

Sui Yuesheng paused for a few seconds and continued with a smile:

"Before this, we discussed that Lord Ling Zhi's power is not suitable for Lord Yan Changyue's method, but if it is you... maybe it can be possible."

After seeing and hearing a few words, Song Yi shuddered. He hugged the pillow tightly and laughed twice. He was embarrassed by this setting and almost dug himself out of the room.

He quickly spoke up, changing the subject, and asked, "Anything is fine? Do you know anything about Madame Butterfly?"

"He took Ling Zhi away. Was there a fight? Did Ling Zhi win? How did he survive?"

Song Yi spoke more and more fluently, gradually getting rid of the embarrassment, but it must be said that his curiosity was also rising.

But he didn't expect that Sui Yuesheng really knew and kept his promise to answer, saying:

"Most of the rumors spread by the public are false. Madame Butterfly is not good, but she is not entirely evil."

"In the later replay of that instance, some people speculated that it was a selection. The two bosses each had the authority to give rewards to the players they liked."

Song Yi couldn't help but speak, interrupting the other party and asking stiffly: "Did the Duke choose Yan Changyue? Did he let him see the taboo?"

Sui Yuesheng was silent for a short while, and after two seconds, he replied: "That's not the case... Quite the opposite, they don't like Yan Changyue."

"I first heard that Yan Changyue saw the taboo because of the Duke. I'm not sure if it's true, but there's one thing that everyone knows."

"After leaving the dungeon, Yan Changyue's luck value had a big problem. It was easy for her to run into danger. It was as if she was cursed, or that the world was targeting her."

"Besides that, what you just asked about, Lady Ling Zhi being taken away, is not a bad thing. On the contrary, it was Lady Butterfly who chose her and helped her awaken."

"After that, the power she used was similar to that of Madame Butterfly, the difference being in intensity. Do you have any other questions?"

Song Yi asked smoothly: "What about Xi Yuan?"