I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games

After this day's date.

Xiao Lan and the two of them tacitly agreed not to stay too long in the real world, and they returned to the player's station together.

Everything that happened in the real world weighs on their hearts, and a sense of urgency arises spontaneously.

Facing the coming world and the pressing pressure of the master, they can only seize the short time and work hard to strengthen themselves.Only then can we have enough strength to protect ourselves at the moment of conflict, and even protect everything we want to protect.

Both of them suddenly got busy.

Xiao Lan spends more time in the training ground, almost crazily throwing herself into the battle. Sometimes, relying on her strong physique as a senior player, it is not uncommon for Xiao Lan to fight for days and nights.

The same goes for Luo.

He sneaked into various game fields quietly, looking for his own fragments while avoiding the searches of masters and contract players.

It is very normal to go out for several days and not come back.

As a result, the time the two spend together has been shortened sharply, and even seeing each other has become rare.

Occasionally getting together for a meal is considered a date worth cherishing.

The days passed tense and busy.

Until one day, Xiao Lan received a call from Wang Teddy.

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in a game field.

This is a vast desert with no end in sight.

The desert is hot and dry, with strong winds blowing constantly, blowing up sand and dust all over the place, making the sight blurred.

Zhang Yiqin was advancing in the desert.

He is already a high-level player, and he is not an ordinary high-level player. He has already obtained the qualification for the promotion contract.

It's a pity that his first attempt to advance to the contract ended in failure, but fortunately, he survived and escaped from that game smoothly.

He's nothing like those unlucky guys.

Although this game field is an advanced field, it is not too difficult for him.

Originally, as long as he crossed the desert, he could get a good item reward, and then he could almost leave here.

But not long ago, he saw someone who surprised him——

Wang Teddy.

His ridiculous captain has always spoiled his younger brother like a son.

Wang Teddy was originally a good-for-nothing. After entering the game for three years, he couldn't upgrade to the intermediate level.

He once persuaded the team leader Wang Ke to leave this oily younger brother alone, but Wang Ke insisted so much that he even gave almost all his props to that trash.

But trash is trash, and there is no improvement.

Even if he barely reaches the intermediate level, he is still a drag.

Later, Wang Ke died, which also has a little credit for him.

Originally, Zhang Yiqin thought that after losing his only thigh, this trash would die soon.

After all, such a waste snack, even if it is hatred, has no value of vigilance. Sooner or later, it will be a dead person. Who will waste time caring about him?

At that time, Zhang Yiqin didn't pay much attention to Wang Teddy at all.

At that time, Wang Teddy would only hold a pendant all day long, crazily saying that his brother was not dead, and visiting people Wang Ke knew before, hoping that someone would save him.

But the players are all realistic, and they can maintain friendship with Wang Ke while Wang Ke is alive, for mutual benefit.

It doesn't mean that after death, this expired friendship is worth their risk.

What's more, it's a highly difficult copy of the promotion contract, and entering it casually is simply looking for death.

Naturally, no one is willing to talk to Wang Teddy, and if he is annoyed, he will beat him up directly if he has a bad temper.

For a certain period of time, Wang Teddy disappeared, and he thought this guy had finally died.

It was damned many years ago.

But later, there were more and more rumors about Wang Teddy, so he couldn't help paying attention.

But most of the players discussed were middle and low-level players, and he had never seen Wang Teddy again, so he was not optimistic about Wang Teddy's strength.

It's just a weak chicken that has finally learned to be ruthless, but it still doesn't pose any threat to him.

until.

Not long ago, Wang Teddy appeared in front of him.

And almost sent him away with a knife.

Zhang Yiqin couldn't help but reached out and touched his throat.

There was gauze wrapped there, which was a prop, and it was slowly healing his almost completely slit throat.

But the opponent's weapon seemed to have a special ability, and the wound it caused was extremely difficult to heal, causing him to feel severe pain in his throat.

He never thought that he would see such a sharp killing intent on Wang Teddy.

Recalling the smile on the other side, but the cold eyes, he couldn't help but feel a chill down his back.

Although the other party attacked first, if he hadn't used the props to escape, wouldn't he have died on the spot?

How could it be Wang Teddy...

It's only been more than a year, how could Wang Teddy become so strong? !

Has this guy also reached the threshold of the contract? !

He needs to speed up and leave this copy as soon as possible.

It's a pity that he doesn't have any props that are out of the high-level game field. The higher the level, the harder it is to obtain the props that are out of the game.

Forget it, he doesn't want to reward him, and clearing the customs quickly is the business.

Suddenly, Zhang Yiqin's steps stopped.

He felt as if he was spinning in one place all the time.

Although there is a piece of yellow sand all around, but not every dune is exactly the same.

When was he recruited?

A drop of cold sweat slipped from his forehead.

Zhang Yiqin's gaze scanned the surroundings, and all he saw was the long yellow sand, but no one could be seen.

But both combat experience and dangerous intuition are telling him that the current state is very wrong.

I always felt that Wang Teddy would show up from the yellow sand at any time and stab him in the vitals again.

Zhang Yiqin frowned, and he raised his hand, and an invisible air flow hit his side.

The airflow hit the sand suddenly, and a hole was punched in the sand, but nothing was hit.

His heart became more and more uneasy.

He attacked the surroundings one after another, and Huang Sha was splashed everywhere by him.

All the attacks seemed to be in vain, and there was nothing to gain.

After a burst of attacks, Zhang Yiqin's sweat rolled down, and the stimulation of sweat made the wound more painful.

He stopped what he was doing, panting.

The wound in his throat seemed to make it harder for him to breathe, he was almost out of breath.

and many more……

not right...

It seems... really out of breath!

Zhang Yiqin opened his mouth wide, trying to take a big gulp of air, but felt powerless.

Thinking of a certain rumor about Wang Teddy, a bad feeling flooded his heart.

Even if his combat power is far superior to that of ordinary high-level players, how long can he last in an oxygen-deficient environment?

"I said, no matter how you escape, you will be caught." A smiling voice came from in front of him.

Wang Teddy walked towards him slowly.

This young man was much taller than Zhang Yiqin remembered, and his outline was elongated. He should be regarded as a young man now.

Although he was smiling, there was no warmth in his eyes, that smile was as false as a mask.

Wang Teddy has a scar under his eyes.

With the props and medicines that came into the world, it was easy to remove the scars, but for some reason, he didn't do it.

Wang Teddy stood leisurely not far away, looking at Zhang Yiqin while wiping a snow-white dagger in his hand that looked more like a handicraft.

But it was this dagger that seemed to be more decorative than practical, and almost cut Zhang Yiqin's throat just now when he was caught off guard.

Zhang Yiqin tried to escape, but still couldn't get within one meter of him.

He stared at Wang Teddy angrily, his voice hoarse: "You...why come to trouble me?!"

Wang Teddy's smile remained unchanged, and he uttered a syllable: "Oh?"

Zhang Yiqin said with difficulty: "Why...it is a prop that we obtained together, but Wang Ke...will give it to you. As the captain...he has... selfishness..."

But Wang Teddy laughed out loud: "Hahaha, don't make excuses for your greed, I know that what he gave me is his own share, and he never took too much of yours. Don't bother thinking about your betrayal Excuse me, because I didn't come to argue with you."

Zhang Yiqin continued: "No, listen to me..."

As he said that, he suddenly found an opportunity to pat Wang Teddy with a stream of air.

But under serious injuries and lack of oxygen, the attack is not as sharp as before.

Wang Teddy easily dodged the attack and looked up at him: "Goodbye, no, goodbye forever."

Zhang Yiqin panicked: "Wait...how about I tell you about Liang Si'an's goal? You don't know yet...he recently wanted to—"

"Zhang Yiqin, turn your head." Wang Teddy didn't listen to his nonsense, and opened his mouth directly, using his skills.

As if accepting some irresistible order, Zhang Yiqin turned his head back involuntarily.

The sense of crisis in his heart exploded, and he desperately tried to stop the movement of his head.

With all his resistance, the speed of his head turning slowed down.

But it didn't last long. Zhang Yiqin's physical strength was not his advantage. Coupled with the weakness and lack of oxygen caused by the serious injury, he soon felt strenuous.

The head slowly turned back again, and there was a piece of yellow sand in his sight.

Soon Zhang Yiqin felt the tension of his muscles. This angle was already the limit of the human body.

But the rotation of the head did not stop, as if being forced by an invisible hand, it continued to rotate backward bit by bit.

The wound on his neck burst open, and blood was constantly squeezed out, staining his clothes red and splashing onto the yellow sand all over the ground.

The bones were rattling, telling that he was unable to support himself, and the muscles were also in severe pain like tearing, as if they were about to break.

Zhang Yiqin's eyes became more and more frightened. He opened his mouth to beg for mercy, but he couldn't make a sound.

He wanted to struggle, to turn around, but he couldn't do it at all.

His head was still turning backward against his body's will, and it was a horrible feeling.

Finally, there was a "click", and the crisp sound of bones breaking appeared.

Zhang Yiqin's head was completely turned to the back.

The blood gushing from the wound on his neck stained most of his body red, as if what he was wearing was a bloody garment.

His body slumped down, raising a burst of yellow sand.

The expression on Zhang Yiqin's face was still terrified and fearful of death.

The wide-open eyes did not close for a long time.

Wang Teddy wiped the sweat from his forehead, and swallowed a bit of the bloody smell in his throat.

Obviously such an operation is not easy for him.

He looked at the corpse on the ground and smiled: "Thank you for reminding me, but I already knew that he will be next."

After speaking, Wang Teddy sat down on the sand dune.

He ignored the body next to him that was being submerged in yellow sand, and also ignored the horrified eyes of the other party.

He put away the dagger, took out the props and contacted Xiao Lan.

Xiao Lan's face appeared on the other side, it looked like he was on the training ground: "Teddy, how are you doing recently?"

There was warmth in Wang Teddy's eyes: "I'm fine."

Growing up is actually painful and difficult.

The battle made him covered in dust, the killing made his hands covered with blood, and he could never go back to the carefree and happy time.

But it feels good to have the power in your own hands.

Knowing Xiao Lan's character, Wang Teddy didn't talk about some miscellaneous greetings, and got straight to the point: "I have prepared the props to enter Sarah's Song, and I will enter in three days."

Xiao Lan was the only person who reached out to him in the desperate situation. He actually didn't want the other party to accompany him in the danger.

But he was not so confident that he felt that he alone could rescue Wang Ke in the song of Sarah. For the safety of his brother, he had to ask for help from his most trusted friend.

Xiao Lan didn't hesitate, he nodded: "Bring me with you when the time comes, and Fei Luo will be with you too, don't you mind?"

Wang Teddy couldn't help laughing: "I don't mind, you are always together, I would be very grateful if he is willing to help. But why don't you ask me why I am in such a hurry?"

Xiao Lan said: "You must have your own reasons. If you are willing to tell me now, you will be all ears."

Wang Teddy said: "There are two traitors in my brother's team. I solved one, but the other one has been hidden very deep and is hard to find. Recently I heard the news that he also seems to know that my brother is not dead yet. So prepare to enter Sarah's song again."

"His target should be my brother's knife—[Blood], it is a very top-notch rare item, and it is still unbound."

As the saying goes, people die for money and birds die for food.

As long as the temptation is strong enough, there will be madmen who dare to bet their lives.

If this guy was allowed to go in and look for [Blood], Wang Keke would be in danger. That's why Wang Teddy was in such a hurry, he had to get ahead of the other party's action.

Xiao Lan asked back: "You tell me that, aren't you afraid that I will also be tempted by [Bleeding Blood]?"

Wang Teddy shrugged: "Will you?"

Xiao Lan gently stroked the [Bone of Rebellion] in his hand, no matter in terms of the quality of the item or the meaning to himself, nothing could replace it.

Wang Teddy blinked at him, and said an address: "I'll see you in three days, and I'll tell you about the relevant information then."

Xiao Lan nodded: "Okay."

The author has something to say:

Now break a temporary news:

At this time, Wang Teddy was already a head taller than Wang Ke.

——The gossip reporter Bai Tang hides behind the sand dunes to report back for you.