I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games

The fighting power of the people outside the door and those hanging from the ceiling is not strong.

Whether it was Xiao Lan or Hua Yan, it was easy to deal with it. Even Long Shiren, probably because he was already dead, even if he was stepped on, he was still alive and kicking.

But the unstoppable number is really too many.

These guys rushed towards the cabin one after another as if they were going to the supermarket to grab a limited number of free gifts.

Even if the ones in front fell down, the ones behind would step on their bodies mercilessly and continue to attack, not knowing how many were hidden in the snow.

With the battle, the space in the wooden house became smaller and smaller, and it became difficult for the players to move.

To make matters worse, the construction quality of this simple log cabin is not up to standard. After such a fight, it already feels a little crumbling.

Xiao Lan took the opportunity to keep an eye on the interior of the cabin while dealing with the humanoid ghosts that rushed forward.

All the changes started when they entered this wooden house.

This should be the key to this room.

But where is the key to breaking the game?

Long Shiren said that the way to leave is through the secret passage below.

The surrounding ghosts also accelerated their attack after he said such words, as if they were trying to prevent them from leaving through the secret passage.

Although Long Shiren seemed to have a deep affection for Huayan, he chose the player's position between ghosts and players because of her, which resulted in being attacked by ghosts.

But are the words of beings like ghosts really credible?

Did Long Shiren really create a way out for them, or was he performing with the ghosts?

For this kind of guy who has changed his position, Xiao Lan doesn't expect too much from him.

What's more, with the experience of the red room last time, Xiao Lan knew that in this room, props to increase the progress of customs clearance should also be found.

His purpose was not just to get out of this room.

As for this, Long Shiren and Hua Yan may not know it yet.

Xiao Lan swept away the salty pig's hand that was grabbed towards him with a stick, and mended the other side to let him cool off.

Both he and Huayan have already checked this room, and they even exchanged positions with each other tacitly after checking the area they chose, and they didn't find anything wrong.

Long Shiren said to Hua Yan with difficulty in the siege of ghosts: "Go...go to the secret passage...Sister Huayan...run away."

Xiao Lan's gaze swept over the entrance to the dark passage that was blocked by ghosts.

It seems that only this has not been checked.

Is it really there?

No, wait.

There seemed to be one more place he hadn't checked.

I even ignored it for some reason——

fireplace.

As soon as he entered the wooden house, Long Shiren ran to burn the fireplace.

And for the rest of the time, he stayed by the fireplace, doing nothing but adding firewood.

This series of actions makes the fireplace seem to be only performing the function of heating.

Xiao Lan and Hua Yan, who didn't need to keep warm, didn't pay any special attention.

But think about it carefully, this is an advanced field.

Under normal circumstances, those who enter are of course advanced players.

And advanced players will not be so cold that they have to burn a fireplace to keep warm in the first place.

So what do they do?

Inspection of the log cabin is affirmative and will include the fireplace as well.

But the current situation is that because of the addition of a weird dragon Shiren, the attention of the two senior players is diverted, and most of their attention is placed on the dragon Shiren, so that they ignore the fireplace.

Perhaps this is what ghosts do - to attract attention.

Xiao Lan guessed that even without Long Shiren, there might be other ghosts coming out to disrupt the situation.

However, because Long Shiren happened to be a player in the same game as them, and he had some overlap with the other two, even if he was just a junior player fighting the five scum, he would be better at confusing people than a stranger.

Thinking of this, Xiao Lan immediately moved towards the fireplace.

Because the door was opened, the howling cold wind broke into the room directly.

The firewood in the fireplace was already weak in the wind.

Depending on the situation, if you don't add more firewood, it won't take long before the fire in the fireplace will be completely extinguished.

Xiao Lan fiddled with the fire slightly with a stick.

At this moment, [Bone of Dalit] has no dignity as a rare prop at all, and has been reduced to a stick of fire.

The firewood was turned, and the faint fire light brightened again.

But without follow-up firewood replenishment, this little fire is destined to not last long.

In the almost extinguished flame, Xiao Lan found a familiar yet strange pattern.

It was the same pattern as on the door or the cover of the book, made of flames, but the difference was that the pattern was reversed.

It was spinning slowly at the bottom of the fireplace.

The location of the pattern is at the bottom of the fireplace, very far inward, less than the size of a palm, and is covered by the burning firewood above. If it is not very close, it cannot be seen at all.

Xiao Lan recalled Long Shiren's actions before.

Long Shiren kept huddling beside the fireplace, as if it was very cold, and kept adding firewood to the fireplace desperately.

Xiao Lan originally thought it was because junior players were not as cold resistant as advanced players.

But this guy is obviously dead, can ghosts still be afraid of the cold?It is obvious that the flame is what makes him more uncomfortable.

Why, then, would he rather endure the pain of the flames than guard the hearth?

Xiao Lan glanced at the place where the firewood was originally piled up next to him.

It's empty there now.

Long Shiren stayed there to prevent Xiao Lan and Hua Yan from discovering the pattern in the fireplace.

As the temperature drops, it's normal for players to think about burning the fireplace.

It would be strange to propose throwing away firewood, so he has been pretending to be afraid of the cold to speed up the consumption of firewood.

When the firewood is exhausted, the flame will naturally fail to burn.

In this way, Xiao Lan and the others will lose the chance to discover the pattern forever.

This is his real purpose!

Whether it's his own eccentricity, the shards of mirrors in the room, the ghosts inside and outside the house, or this secret passage that makes people suspect that he dare not enter easily, these are actually just means of delaying time.

What Long Shiren wanted was to burn all the firewood, so that they couldn't find the pattern, and then get lost in the room, never to leave again!

Xiao Lan felt a chill down her spine.

They underestimated this guy before!

Because in the brief contact before, Xiao Lan thought that Long Shiren was a glib guy who was good at speculation and profiteering.

So even if both Xiao Lan and Hua Yan discovered Long Shiren's weirdness, they didn't think that he could cause much damage to them.

But they ignored it, or Long Shiren made them ignore it on purpose, if Long Shiren was the ghost in this room.

So... what is manipulating him now is——

crow.

He is no longer just a junior player who only knows how to play tricks.

The current Long Shiren is a pawn of the crow.

A tool manipulated by crows to play games with the other two in the room.

There was only the last bit of wood left in the fireplace, and the fire was getting weaker and weaker.

The patterns in the flames were also extremely dim, on the verge of disappearing.

Just a little bit.

Just a little bit crow made it.

Seeing Xiao Lan seemed to have discovered the secret of the fireplace, and she wanted to do it.

Long Shiren hurriedly yelled: "No! You can't move the fireplace. If the flame goes out, the secret passage will disappear! Sister Huayan! Stop him!"

Huayan's figure instantly appeared in front of Xiao Lan like a black smoke.

She raised the cigarette in her hand, and the smoke swirled around her body, as if she was always on call.

Xiao Lan frowned and looked at her.

Do you want to fight with Huayan?

Losing Huayan and Xiao Lan's resistance, the ghosts began to charge violently into the house.

Many of them stretched their cold and withered hands towards Xiao Lan's back.

The others who rushed towards Huayan were stopped by Long Shiren desperately.

His blocking was very clumsy, he just pulled with his hands, kicked with his feet, blocked with his body, and tried every means to prevent them from approaching Huayan.

A piece of skin had been ripped off Long Shiren's face, and his arms had been twisted in strange directions, making him look like a tattered doll.A hand passed fiercely through his chest, making his body tremble.

Long Shiren looked at Huayan with bloodshot eyes: "Trust me, Sister Huayan!"

It looked like he was willing to sacrifice himself for love. If he hadn't guessed the purpose behind him, Xiao Lan would probably be fooled by his performance.

However, the time now is not enough for Xiao Lan to tell the truth she guessed to convince Huayan.

Huayan's eyes wandered between Xiao Lan and Long Shiren, and the smoke around her body flowed like water waves.

Time seemed to stand still.

Obviously it was only a moment, but it seemed very long.

Finally, Hua Yan raised her hand and pointed in Xiao Lan's direction.

An imperceptible smile appeared on Long Shiren's unrecognizable face.

It worked!

However, in the next moment, the smile he hadn't had time to spread froze.

It's true that Hua Yan launched an attack in Xiao Lan's direction, but her attack passed Xiao Lan's shoulder, and her target was the group of ghosts behind Xiao Lan.

Almost in sync with Huayan, Xiao Lan waved the [Dalit Bone] with all her strength, aiming at the flame pattern in the fireplace.

"Crack-"

There was a crisp sound as if the glass was smashed, and the pattern was broken.

"Do not--"

Accompanied by Long Shiren's sharp, non-human cry, the ghosts that kept pouring into the wooden house disappeared, the wind and snow stopped, and the wooden house disappeared as if it had been erased out of thin air.

Immediately afterwards, a white room appeared in front of the two of them.

White pile carpet, white walls and ceiling, white curtains, white furniture.

At first glance, it looks like they are still in the world of ice and snow.

However, the room was warm and dry, even with sunlight pouring in from the windows.

There is a huge fish tank on one side of the room, big enough to accommodate several people without any problem.

Now, there was indeed a person inside—

Dragon time.

But at this moment, his face was pale, his limbs stretched weakly, and he was lying at the bottom of the fish tank.

This reminded Xiao Lan of what appeared in the book:

【The Return of the Lost Lamb】

【Away from the hustle and bustle of the world】

[He obtains eternal silence at the bottom of the water]

It seems that Long Shiren was already dead by then.

A junior player who strayed into the advanced field fits the words "lost lamb".

It's a pity that he still died in the high-level field after all.

Xiao Lan switched [Emperor's New Clothes Version 2.0] back to the previous T-shirt, and began to observe the room.

Although the decor is completely different, it is structurally similar to the previous log cabin.

The position of the fish tank in the room is exactly the position of the secret passage opened by Long Shiren.

If they really choose to obey Long Shiren's words, go down the secret passage.

I am afraid that they will end up with each other.

Huayan walked to the fish tank where the corpse of Long Shiren was soaked.

She took a puff of cigarette lightly. Even when this woman was smoking, she was showing a sense of laziness and temptation from the bottom of her heart. She simply stood there like this, but she seemed to be able to attract everyone's attention.

Hua Yan looked at Long Shiren's pale face, and a smile appeared on her red lips: "How could I believe a man's nonsense?"

This is the spirit of Neptune, who will never stop for any small fish in his own sea area.

Before Xiao Lan could feel emotion, Huayan's charming eyes turned to him, and there was a little smile in her smokey voice: "Are you crooked? Straight men never look at me like they look at electric poles."

Xiao Lan, who was forced out of the closet: "..."

Sister, you have really good eyes.

Fahrenheit's secret recipe, knowing the foundation with discerning eyes, travels across the world, in one sentence.