I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games

Xiao Lan glanced at Carlos' mutilated body, and sighed at the madness of the other party and the tiger's skin seeking and the final desolate end.

Without too much time to sigh, the two chased out along the traces on the ground.

Wherever the "god" passed, green slime was left behind, and it headed in a remote direction all the way.

On the way, Xiao Lan pointed to the trace left by "God" and expressed her doubts to Luo: "Can you eat this thing?"

Luo's expression froze: "..."

He couldn't help but wonder, did he have such a tricky taste in the eyes of his husband?

Seemingly feeling that this question is not accurate, Xiao Lan explained: "I mean swallowing, it...is it nutritious for you?"

Luo said in a heavy tone, "I'm actually... picky eaters too."

If it wasn't for battle, he didn't want to devour such a mess at all.

In terms of nutrition, your own fragments are the best.

Chased all the way to a corridor.

Suddenly, a tentacle like countless muscles protruded from the originally flat ground, and the tentacle slammed towards Xiao Lan's ankle.

Xiao Lan quickly dodged the blow, but saw that the hard floor on the ground where she was standing was directly shattered by this blow.

The strength of this tentacle can be seen, it is not a soft little guy.

More muscles poured out from the gaps in the wall, gradually occupying a lot of space.

Countless human faces emerged from the surface of these muscles, wriggling along with the flesh and blood, eyes staring straight at Xiao Lan and the two, and the lips of the human faces opened and closed in turn: "Sin, person, should, should, suffer, Arrive, punish, punish..."

Xiao Lan looked warily at the unknown object on the wall: "This guy seems to be getting stronger."

Lowe also said: "It may be the part that belongs to Carlos that it absorbed before it was continuously digested. The longer it digests, the stronger it will be."

Xiao Lan picked up [Bone of Rebellion] and rushed forward: "It seems that we need to speed up."

Two figures rushed towards the wall made of flesh and blood.

The "god" on the wall also launched an attack on them without showing any weakness.

Countless tentacles with sharp thorns attacked the two of them separately, much faster than before.

After this confrontation, Xiao Lan obviously felt that the opponent's body became stronger.

The strength that could have severely damaged it, now can only leave a wound on the flesh, and soon, the wound will squirm and heal, which is very difficult to deal with.

The two kept cutting off the attacking tentacles and claws made of flesh and blood.

But the current "God" is like a battery connected to its back, and it is continuously supplied with energy, allowing it to recover quickly.

And, during this period of time, its attack power became stronger again.

It's a trade-off, but it's not a good idea to fight a war of attrition.

Xiao Lan dodged the attack coming towards him: "Continuing like this is not an option. This thing is like bringing a healer. It can't be used up like this. Maybe we need to find his body first."

Luo nodded, cut off the attacking tentacles with his fingertips, and started the countdown: "3—"

The tacit understanding of fighting side by side many times made Xiao Lan instantly understand what Luo was going to do.

"2--"

Xiao Lan cut off the tentacles in front of him with one blow.

While observing the surrounding environment, he took a step back with one foot and prepared for it.

"1--"

Xiao Lan didn't care about fighting, and quickly ran out of the corridor with all her strength.

"God" would naturally not let go of the sinner who destroyed his plan, and countless tentacles stretched out, trying to drag him back.

But in the next moment, as if the pause button was pressed, its movements suddenly stopped, and the waving tentacles and sharp claws were all stagnant in midair.

Taking advantage of this short pause, Luo's figure also disappeared in place.

When "God" felt that his body could move again, there was nothing in front of him.

Those two nasty guys who ruined his plan slipped away just like it did before.

He also slipped more simply and neatly than him.

People who are good at sneaking numbers get very angry when they encounter someone who is better at sneaking than themselves.

The human faces covered with flesh and blood on the wall roared angrily, cursing the two people who dared to blaspheme God.

After the roar, the muscles occupying the wall slowly receded, and the severed tentacles on the ground were reabsorbed by it.

Soon, all that's left is the battle-damaged environment and the messy slime.

The figure of "God" was no longer visible.

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Xiao Lan left the corridor and walked forward.

He didn't stop until he felt that the threat behind him was far away.

"Luo." Xiao Lan habitually called her most familiar name.

But there was no response from around.

Xiao Lan frowned slightly, looking around her.

Could it be that Luo didn't follow up?Or was there an accident?

Luo couldn't find him, there must be some special circumstances.

After waiting in place for a while, Xiao Lan still did not see Luo's figure.

He walked carefully towards the place where he had fought before.

But there was nothing there, including the traces of the previous battle. It was like the most common corridor in a cruise ship.

Xiao Lan was full of doubts, what happened?Where did Luo go?

He took out the envelope and was going to contact Luo to confirm the current situation.

However, the message left on the envelope was like nothing, and Luo didn't give him the slightest response.

He put away the envelope and started looking for it on the ship.

Soon, Xiao Lan discovered that something was wrong on board.

It was too quiet on the ship. It is impossible for a cruise ship with 8000 people to maintain such silence. Such silence can be said to be dead.

Xiao Lan walked to the area where there were many tourists before, from restaurants to cafes to bars.

Similarly, he didn't see any people in these places, only the gorgeous decorations around them remained the same.

The Endymion seemed to have turned into a silent ghost ship, and the previous bustling scene was like an illusion in his trance.

After walking on the deck, Xiao Lan realized that there was no sea breeze blowing in front of her, and the ship seemed to have already stopped.

And around the Endymion was a thick fog.

Wherever the line of sight reaches is a vast expanse of whiteness, and it is impossible to see how far away, not only the hull of the ship cannot be seen clearly, even the sea is invisible.

The empty cruise ship, combined with the fact that Luo could not be contacted, Xiao Lan guessed that this space might be different from the previous one.

It's not the first time I have encountered such a situation. As a player, it is not surprising to see any big wind and waves.

He said he has adapted well to it.

Holding the [Bone of Rebellion] tightly in his hand, Xiao Lan continued to advance on the boat.

The heavy fog has little effect on the inside of the ship, and the field of view is not much different from before.

Suddenly, hurried footsteps came from ahead.

There are two footsteps, and it sounds like the frequency of the steps is exactly the same, as if well-trained or full of tacit understanding.

Xiao Lan stopped in her tracks, alert to the person who was about to appear.

"Huh, Xiao Lanlan?" The person who appeared was Wen Zhixian.

He didn't look much different from before, but his clothes were stained and torn, and he looked like he had gone through a battle.

Feng Sheng was also beside him, nodding to Xiao Lan as a greeting.

Wen Zhixian stopped in his tracks: "We are destined, Xiao Lanlan, I came in after arguing with someone, how about you?"

Xiao Lan: "Almost, I came in after fighting with the monster."

Wen Zhixian asked: "Do you know the current situation?"

Xiao Lan shrugged: "I only know that the npc seems to have disappeared, the outside is covered in thick fog, and the boat has also stopped. You are the first time I have met players here."

Wen Zhixian: "The only ones who appear here are players and some of the threats they made, don't take it lightly, these people are very—"

Before he could finish his words, a burst of fire exploded behind him, accompanied by deafening explosions and scorching air waves.

"Fuck! Why are you chasing me again, Ah Cheng and Xiao Lanlan, run quickly." Wen Zhixian rolled on the ground, didn't care if his clothes were dirty, and quickly got up and ran in one direction. Sheng also followed closely behind him.

Xiao Lan was a little puzzled, but the attack was obviously not done well, so it was better to slip away first.

It was only after running behind the two that he realized that although Wen Zhixian and Feng Sheng had different looks and personalities, their backs were indeed very similar.

Not only are the heights almost the same, but even the body shapes seem to be the same.

Could this be the reason they are in sync?

Not long after, the attack appeared behind them again.

It was a cannonball the size of a human head, and it looked extremely powerful.

Not only that, but this cannonball seems to be able to chase them automatically, and it can actively dodge simple obstacles, as if chasing them endlessly.

The three continued to speed up and run wildly.

"Boom—" the shell exploded not far from them.

The air wave caused the three of them to rush forward several steps, and the extremely high temperature scorched the skin, causing a burning pain.

If it weren't for the strong physique of senior players who have experienced the beatings of the society, Xiao Lan suspected that he would become a piece of poor jerky under the attack just now.

Hmm...could be a puddle of poor pate too.

The power of this cannonball seems to be a bit foul.

The three of them staggered at a pace, but they were all advanced players, so they wouldn't be unbearable like this.

After adjusting their pace a little, they continued to gallop forward.

At this time, Xiao Lan looked back at the attacker.

It was a tall and fat man like a mountain of meat, with a black weapon like an RPG rocket launcher on his shoulder.

Now the opponent's scope is facing them, with a ferocious smile on the corner of his mouth.

In this case, even if you are holding an artifact, you have to hit the opponent.

But now the person holding the RPG is extremely far away from them, and the shells also have a tracking function.

Such a long attack distance is too cheating! ! ! ! !

Xiao Lan couldn't help but glanced at his [Bone of Rebellion].

At this moment, he deeply understood what it meant to be "my lord, times have changed".

The shells struck again, this time far faster than before.

It was too late to dodge, Xiao Lan could only speed up his pace, and hoped that [Emperor's New Clothes 2.0] could play the damage reduction effect he explained.

As if sensing his mood, the [Bone of Rebellion] in his hand actively proved his existence value.

A black shield instantly appeared in Xiao Lan's hand.

The size of the shield continued to expand, and finally stopped at a level that could just cover his whole body.

I didn't expect [Dalit Bone] to have such a function after absorbing Luo's core.

However, it is not too late to find out now.

Xiao Lan picked up the shield and blocked the direction of the shells.

"Boom boom-"

Three consecutive explosions sounded, and the fragments of the shell hit the shield, making Xiao Lan's hands slightly numb.

However, the shield caught the attack perfectly.

It fully demonstrates what is called "an old man with a strong ambition for a thousand miles".

What's the use of high-tech weapons, they can still be blocked.

On the other side, Wen Zhixian was directly overturned by the power of the explosion, and rolled out several times on the ground.

"Cough cough cough... I'm about to die, this guy is too mad." Wen Zhixian struggled to get up from the ground.

Feng Sheng pulled him, but his mouth was very mean: "That's because you ate too much chocolate recently and gained three kilograms. Your excess fat has already affected my movements."

Wen Zhixian looked at him with accusing eyes: "Fuck, Ah Cheng, you are too heartless, I don't want to lose face!"

Feng Cheng sneered: "Hehe, get up quickly and don't smear the ink, or you will get cold if you lie down again."

The three continued to run wildly.

Xiao Lan's mind is full of question marks now.

Why does Wen Zhixian's weight affect Feng Sheng's movements?

Why are there shells chasing them?

Why is he running?

With limited time, Xiao Lan could only choose the most important question: "What's the situation with the guy behind?!"

Wen Zhixian wiped his face, and kept walking: "This guy is my father's subordinate. He was not included in the original list this time. I didn't expect him to be mixed with those old guys. There is enough to hide." deep……"

Feng Sheng said indifferently: "I don't know who said before, 'Since they want to do something, don't blame me for being rude', with a look of certainty?"

Wen Zhixian covered his face: "Please stop talking, it's already hard to pretend to be slapped in the face..."

As Xiang Liu's young master, he doesn't want to lose face.

Xiao Lan grasped the point of the matter: "That is to say, he came to look for you?"

Wen Zhixian: "Hmm..."

Xiao Lan: "It has nothing to do with me?"

Wen Zhixian: "Ah..."

Xiao Lan looked at Wen Zhixian: "Tell me, how about I tie you up and throw you to him now, to prove my innocence?"

Wen Zhixian was full of shit: "Xiao Lanlan, how can you be so ruthless!!!!"