I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games

After spending two days leisurely in reality, Xiao Lan and Luo returned to the world of advent.

Seeing the sky cut into pieces by unscientific high-rise buildings, looking at the flashing neon signs all around, and stepping on the watery ground under her feet, Xiao Lan felt a sense of familiarity and belonging.

He probably understands what Wang Teddy said, "People who are used to being born in the world, it is actually very difficult to return to reality."

The peace and comfort of the real world, for players like them who are often on the front line of life and death, are like dangerous traps lurking everywhere.Sometimes a leaf falls from the top of the head, and after being detected by her keen intuition, Xiao Lan will subconsciously dodge it.

Obviously knowing that this is something that will not cause harm to people, but facing the object that suddenly appeared in front of him, the body still involuntarily chose to dodge.

The players may be slowly being assimilated by the descending world.

What about those contract players?Do they belong to the player, or have they become part of the game?

Back in the room, there are still at least 20 days before the next game starts, Xiao Lan decided to take this opportunity to practice skills and fighting skills.

When he fought He Haochuan before, he discovered that He Haochuan's speed and physical strength were obviously not as good as Xiao Lan's, but he was able to block Xiao Lan's first strike with his fighting instinct.If he was holding a prop weapon at that time, Xiao Lan probably wouldn't be able to end the battle within a few seconds.

Xiao Lan is still too lacking in combat experience between players.

Xiao Lan: "Luo, I plan to go to the training ground these few days to hone my fighting skills. Do you have any recommendations?"

Luo handed over a cup of tea: "I still have some moves in my memory, I can draw them for you."

1 minute has passed...

5 minute has passed...

10 minute has passed...

Xiao Lan looked at the familiar stick figure Luo placed in front of her, with two legs of different lengths, and fell into reflection on society and life.

Is he too lacking in social beatings?Why would he place his hopes on a soul painter with a lot of criminal records?

Xiao Lan made up her mind with great pain: "I will enroll you in the children's painting class next time I come back to reality."

Luo: "..."

The smile gradually disappeared.

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Xiao Lan spent the rest of the time at the training ground.

The training ground occupies a very large area, and there are countless rooms in it.After each player enters, the room will be locked, and the scene inside will change with the player's choice, and any different combat environment can be simulated at any time.

Advent World has always been generous to the player's residence. In the training ground, players can choose the combat object they want to conduct simulated training.The range of objects to be selected is wide, not only people who exist in the real world, but also famous warriors who have passed away, and even some god-level characters in legends or literary works can be selected.

Of course, if you overestimate your ability and choose a legendary opponent, you can directly experience the joy of ascending to heaven with one move.

Don't ask how Xiao Lan knew, it just hurts my face.Fortunately, the injuries in the training ground can be automatically recovered instantly after the battle, but the pain is still very painful!

Later, Xiao Lan chose a black-clothed bald-headed man with a strong hand.

Then he was cold again in the first 30 seconds.

Not to mention causing damage, Xiao Lan couldn't touch the opponent at all, whether it was a fist or a dagger.In front of superb and professional fighting skills, Xiao Lan felt that she was so fragile for the first time.

The next step is to keep fighting, getting knocked down, looking for opportunities again... the cycle continues.

It went on for many days.

After being hammered for the 326th time by the professional killer who actually belonged to a secret service organization, Xiao Lan finally found a chance to fight back for the first time.

The figure of the black-clothed killer gradually disappeared, and the chaotic battle scene simulated in the room also returned to its original appearance.Xiao Lan lay on the floor and didn't want to move at all. Although his physical injuries would recover, the accumulated mental exhaustion was already approaching his limit.

Now he just wants to be a salted fish and sleep well for a few days.

Seven days before entering the game, Xiao Lan had a vague feeling in his heart that he would start the next game at a certain moment.

In the last three days, Xiao Lan basically enjoyed Luo's massage in the player's room, ate the restaurant takeaway brought by Luo, drank Luo's specially customized nutritional drink, and lived like a pig.

Life is so good, human beings, but it is so easy to fall.

When the surroundings fell into silence and the familiar darkness gradually spread, Xiao Lan and Luo looked at each other:

The game begins.

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The world around me gradually became clear.

Compared with the line of sight, what Xiao Lan felt first was a tooth-piercing "creaking" sound, like the sound produced by old metal plates rubbing against each other. Live up.

The first thing Xiao Lan saw was an old elevator car.

The buttons are glued on with transparent glue.Even the elevator doors are very old, the gates need to be opened manually by passengers, most of the paint on the doors has peeled off, mottled to reveal the iron gray inside.

Every movement of the people in the elevator can cause the old elevator to creak.

All kinds of eye-catching small advertisements are densely pasted around, some of which are old and even yellowed.On the ground was a thick layer of black dirt accumulated by no one cleaning it all year round, exuding a unique smell of old stains.

The elevator seemed to be malfunctioning and stood there motionless.

There were seven people in the elevator this time, besides Xiao Lan and Luo, there were three men and two women.

One of them was a slightly fat, friendly-looking man in casual clothes who spoke first: "My name is He Rui. It's been a long time since I was promoted to the intermediate level. How about I suggest that everyone form a team together this time?"

Hearing his words, Xiao Lan was wearing a long red dress and the tall black curly-haired sister Yu said: "Those who can get into the intermediate field have their own way to pass the level, why should they form a team with someone who can't be trusted?"

"It's safer to form a team after all." After He Rui finished speaking, he glanced in the direction of the few people on the other side who didn't speak.

Hongyi Yujie sneered: "No one knows whether people who are keen on forming a team but have few teammates around them are killing their teammates."

She also glanced at the few people He Rui had seen before, implying: "There are no righteous seniors in the world of coming."

At this time, another tall man in a black vest also spoke, pointing at the previous sister Yu in red: "I agree with her, and I don't form a team either."

The lady in red covered her lips and smiled: "Smart."

He Rui quickly waved his hand: "Don't be so wary of me, I just think it's safer for everyone to help each other."

The atmosphere in the elevator was tense for a while, when a man stood up, raised his hand and said, "My name is Meng Ze, and I will form a team with you."

The other woman looked at him, seemed to hesitate, and said, "My name is Duan Xueyin, and so am I."

He Rui turned his attention to Xiao Lan and Luo again: "What about you?"

Xiao Lan shook her head: "Thank you, we are used to teaming up with two people."

He Rui seemed to want to say something, he looked at Xiao Lan, then at Luo, and finally gave up and continued to persuade the two.

Not long after, the elevator began to move slowly, slowly going up amidst harsh friction sounds.

The instructions in the elevator were broken. I don't know which floor it was, but the elevator stopped suddenly.

A mother and daughter came in. The mother looked very thin and sick, but the little girl looked very lively.

The elevator door closed, the mother pressed the button for the fourth floor, and the elevator continued to climb slowly.

小女孩可能是无聊了，开始数起了电梯里的人：“1、2、3、4、5、6、7、8、9、10。”

The players frowned slightly. The seven players here plus their mother and daughter are only nine people. Where did the ten people come from?

Seeing that the faces of the people in the elevator were not looking good, the thin mother quickly squatted down and said softly to her daughter, "Hey, there are only nine people here, you counted wrong."

小女孩似乎有些困惑，她伸出手指朝着电梯里的人挨个数过去：“1、2、3、4、5、6、7、8、9……10，妈妈我没有数错啊。”

Everyone looked at the empty place she pointed at and fell silent.

The mother also felt that the situation was a bit weird, she grabbed her child and took a step back, but also did not speak again.

The elevator was still rising slowly, and it was unknown how high the building was, or the elevator was going too slowly, every minute and every second seemed extremely long in this depressing atmosphere.

Suddenly, the stained white light box on the top of the elevator flickered for a moment.

Everyone raised their heads, but just saw the shadow left by a hand. The shadow was fleeting, but the players could still see it clearly. This hand was small, like a child's hand.

The mother and daughter had obviously seen it too. The mother opened her eyes wide and dared not make a sound. She stretched out her arms, hugged her child tightly by her side, and pressed her head to prevent her from looking up.

The players were relatively calm. After all, every dungeon always had some sudden shocks. When they were scared, they just... panicked inside, but there was no fluctuation on their faces.

In a strange silence, with a sound of "ding--", the elevator finally reached the fourth floor.