I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games

After returning in vain last night, the voices outside seem to have changed their tactics tonight, calling it—"Come on, hit me".

The couple's quarrels are still going on, and the unnutritious content combined with the high-pitched voice has a refreshing and refreshing effect at night.

The footsteps on the other side also changed from the previous stereotype, becoming near and far away and full of rhythm, as if a group of people were playing disco late at night outside the door at the moment.

Xiao Lan admitted that he was ready to move.

Putting down the pillow covering his ears, he began to seriously think about whether it would affect his subsequent clearance if he ran out and beat up these bastards now.

Luo, who noticed Xiao Lan's subtle entanglement beside him, turned his body slightly. He looked at Xiao Lan, and a black shadow on his fingertips appeared, forming a few words in the air: 【Do you need my help?gentlemen】

Xiao Lan asked with her eyes: What's the matter?

Luo stretched out his hand unhurriedly, with a little black mist on his fingertips, he reached out to Xiao Lan's ear.

Although Xiao Lan was a little puzzled, she didn't run away and just waited for his action.

Cold fingers brushed against the ear, with a hint of tenderness.

Then, Xiao Lan felt that the surrounding sounds suddenly went away from her. All the noise seemed to happen in the distance, and when it reached her position, only an extremely weak sound remained.

It's better than any earplugs!

Luo withdrew his hand and smiled at him: [Sorry, I can only do this for the time being]

This effect is already very good, Xiao Lan gave him a thumbs up.

[I will wake you up if anything abnormal happens, please sleep peacefully]

With Luo's help, Xiao Lan fell asleep again, this time the sleep quality was particularly good.He seemed to have gotten used to Luo's gaze, and he didn't wake up even after being stared at.

-

Early the next morning, Xiao Lan left the room refreshed.

Outside the window was the continuous torrential rain, making the morning sky dark and gloomy.

The players sitting at the dining table had thick dark circles under their eyes. Wu Ting couldn't tell from the delicate makeup on his face, but only he knew that he had actually put on a thick layer of concealer today.

The noise outside the door last night kept them up almost all night, and they didn't dare to use props to soundproof, what if they missed any important movement and accidentally got cold.

The players looked at the radiant Xiao Lan and the normal-looking Luo, how could these two sleep so well, maybe they wouldn't wake up even if they were thrown on the street in the middle of the night.

Xiao Lan found that He Rui still didn't show up.

Although Meng Ze said that he said he had something to do, it still made people almost wonder if this person was already in an unknown corner.

The breakfast is still mush, and today's mush is dark red.

Although the landlord hasn't appeared for a long time, the food will still be served on time every time it's time to eat, and players don't really want to know how these things are made.

Except for Xiao Lan, all the players ate with numb faces. If you persist, you will be able to return to the player's station to eat human food after today.

Like everyone else, Meng Ze stuffed breakfast into his mouth mechanically.

The sticky taste in the mouth is sticky, and it also has a fishy smell that the ingredients have been handled perfunctorily. From time to time, you can eat small gravel and sawdust, which makes the dining experience even more unpleasant.

Suddenly he chewed a strange thing, which was round and seemed to be elastic, and its size seemed to be as big as glutinous rice balls.

Strange, when he scooped it up just now, was there such a big thing in the spoon?

He was just about to chew it up and swallow it, when the spherical object in his mouth suddenly turned.

Startled, Meng Ze quickly stopped chewing and felt it carefully.At this time, the things in his mouth did not respond again, as if it was his illusion.

His heart slowed down a little, and he was about to bite down again.

The thing in the mouth turned several times in a row this time, and the feeling in the mouth was extremely obvious.

This is not an illusion at all!

"Ouch—" Meng Ze quickly tore a piece of paper to spit out the contents of his mouth, and the movement attracted the attention of all the players present.

Regardless of explaining, Meng Ze fixed his eyes on the things he had vomited out on the table.

It turned out to be an eye, and that eye was constantly turning at the moment, stained with crimson liquid as if soaked in blood.

Under Meng Ze's frightened gaze, his eyes seemed to have found their target, and they slowly turned around to meet Meng Ze's gaze.

"what--"

Meng Ze couldn't hold on any longer, threw away the bowls and chopsticks in his hand and yelled.

He was terrified.

You must know that he is not an intermediate player at all, but he has accidentally obtained the ability to manipulate invisible insect surveillance.Then He Rui came to ask him for help, and promised to give him benefits to take him through the level, and give him half of the items obtained in the game, so he agreed.

They have also cooperated twice before, and both went smoothly.

As a result, in this game, the first strike failed.

After that, He Rui hardly saw anyone, and he didn't help him at all, so he had to hide in the room alone. Even if Duan Xueyin said that he wanted to be with him, he didn't dare to go out to explore.

"What should I do... what should I do..." Meng Ze broke down a bit, his eyes were still staring at him, no matter which direction he walked, the eyeballs turned towards him, and he couldn't get rid of it at all.

In the eyes of other players, Meng Ze was yelling at the lump of beef he had spit out, with sincere feelings, exaggerated movements, and even a sense of joy.

Duan Xueyin asked in a low voice: "Is he experiencing hallucinations?"

Wu Ting looked at Meng Ze, whose face was covered with tears, and felt a little off-putting: "It's also possible that he was tricked, and you don't care about him?"

Duan Xueyin shook her head: "This team formation is like playing games. One of them stays out of the house, and the other can't see anyone, so I don't bother to care about them."

Wu Ting smiled like a queen: "So this kind of team formed halfway is useless."

Duan Xueyin nodded approvingly, if she adds this kind of pheasant team in the future, she will be a stick.

Seeing that Meng Ze's snot was about to come out, Wu Ting stood up resolutely in order to avoid his already unappetizing breakfast from becoming more unappetizing, and gave Meng Ze a palm of returning to reality.

"Snapped--"

The crisp slap sounded on Meng Ze's face, knocking back his shaky sanity.

Meng Ze woke up for a moment, and then, as if avoiding some scourge, he didn't care about his breakfast. He fled from the dining table and quickly returned to his room, seemingly blocking the door with debris.

Wu Ting wiped his hands, looked at the closed door with disgust on his face: "Tsk, you bastard."

Until the end of breakfast, the cultists still did not show up.

The players who were still at the table exchanged a tacit look. It seemed that the last tenant was in danger.

The landlord disappeared, and all the tenants died. Now only the players are left in the entire 404.

-

After dinner.

When passing by the door of the cultist's room, Xiao Lan felt something was wrong.

The room of the former cultists always smelled of burning incense.

Every time he opened the door, he could see that the walls of the room were covered with weird portraits, and there were many strange things hanging from the ceiling, with messy lines hanging down, always making his room look very dark.

However, the light in his room now seemed very bright.

Xiao Lan stretched out his hand and pushed the door. There was no lock on the door, so he opened it so simply.

The room was similar to Xiao Lan's room, with a dilapidated bed, piles of debris, and stained walls, as if everything belonging to a cultist disappeared overnight.

He looked at the place where the incense burner was placed in the room before. Although the wall was old and dirty, it did not leave traces of smoke.There are no signs of holes being punched or plastered and then torn off on the walls, as if such a nagging cultist never lived here.

Xiao Lan and Luo looked separately at the rooms of the other dead tenants.

The few rooms Xiao Lan entered were all in the same scene, as if all the traces left by the previous residents disappeared overnight.This place, which was already very wrong, now shows a sense of danger that something big is about to happen.

He was about to exit the room and join Luo, but when he turned around, he found that the door behind him was gone.

What should have been a dilapidated gate is now just a solid wall, as if someone had replaced everything behind him unconsciously.

Xiao Lan's heart lifted, he didn't notice the changes behind him at all, which was an incredible thing considering his current perception sensitivity.

This is the second time this has happened in this game.

The room was still the same as before, quiet and shabby, only the door was missing, and the low-wattage electric lamp brought dim lighting, making the interior look a bit hazy.

"clatter--"

"clatter--"

"clatter--"

The crisp sound of high heels hitting the ground resounded above Xiao Lan's head.

Xiao Lan looked up at the ceiling, there seemed to be a woman wearing high heels pacing.But the elevator here only has four floors, and there are no stairs to lead to the top.

"clatter--"

This time the footsteps changed direction and sounded from across the room.

Like someone in high heels suddenly teleported to another place upstairs.

Xiao Lan took out [this is a poisonous dagger], and at the same time tried to call Luo.But there was no response, this room was like a space isolated from the outside world, isolating him alone.

"Da da da da-"

The footsteps became faster and denser, moving quickly across the ceiling.The continuous sounds are a bit harsh to the ears of people.

Suddenly Xiao Lan felt a gust of wind blowing behind him, and he dodged subconsciously.

"Whoosh-"

There was a short burst of wind, and something brushed past his back.

Xiao Lan turned around, but there was still nothing there.

He calmed down and carefully felt every change around him amidst the noise of high heels.

This time, it's on the right.

Xiao Lan suddenly took a step back, and at the same time drew the dagger in his hand, towards the place where there was nothing in his field of vision.

With a "ding", the dagger seemed to have collided with some sharp object.

However, there was still no trace of the thing that attacked Xiao Lan, and it disappeared again after one blow.

The endless sound of high-heeled shoes accompanied by the mysterious attack seemed to make him fall into fear first.

Xiao Lan was not in a hurry either, he had learned to be patient and dormant in the previous 300 training sessions where he was defeated or killed.

A real hunter would not be fooled by the surface, no matter what that thing was, no matter how often there was no trace, it would show traces at the moment of attack.

After No.70 took four breaths, the attack reappeared.

This time it was behind Xiao Lan on the left, the other party seemed to relax his movements, and only accelerated suddenly when he was very close to Xiao Lan.

But still did not escape Xiao Lan's perception.

Xiao Lan deflected his body with an incredible movement at an extremely fast speed. The sharp wind brushed across his cheeks, but it was within a millimeter of the skin, and the attack fell through.

Then, Xiao Lan swung the dagger and stabbed at the seemingly empty place.

"[This is a highly poisonous dagger] deals damage to ***, and adds poison: firewood, vine"

Although wood and rattan are not highly poisonous, they can cause nausea, vomiting and diarrhea after being poisoned. They are considered good poisons in battle.

Imagine your opponent fighting against diarrhea while also dealing with you, wouldn't it be miserable.

It worked!

Looking at the bright red blood on the dagger and the system prompt, Xiao Lan understood in an instant that the person attacking him was a living creature, not the ghost that this room wanted to mislead him to associate with.

Even because of the anonymity, there is a high possibility that he is a player.

Xiao Lan continued his efforts and swung the knife again along the direction of the blood dripping.

"[This is a poisonous dagger] deals damage to ***, with additional toxicity: chocolate"

The air is filled with a rich fragrance, and it is not difficult to imagine its silky and mellow taste.

Xiao Lan: "..."

Can you give me a little more strength at this time!

What the hell is chocolate, Brother Dagger, do you think our target is a dog! !

At this time, the guy who attacked Xiao Lan seemed to have sensed the power of Chai and Teng, and a sudden sense of shit disrupted his movements.

Along the bloodstain, Xiao Lan made up several attacks, but because he couldn't see the exact location, the attack was barely blocked by the opponent.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the other party ran away directly.

There was a sudden fluctuation in the air, and then the sound of footsteps above the head stopped, and the door that seemed to be stripped from the space appeared again.

In the next second, Luo broke into the door directly: "Sir!"

Xiao Lan waved her hand: "I'm fine, but that guy ran away."

Luo stepped forward quickly, and took a closer look at Xiao Lan.

The handsome face suddenly approaching and the serious gaze made Xiao Lan feel a little uncomfortable.

Xiao Lan patted Luo's shoulder lightly: "Don't worry, I'm really fine, but the guy who attacked me was worse."

After checking that Xiao Lan was really safe, Luo breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing that the black figure that was almost attached to her body finally pulled away, Xiao Lan also quietly breathed a sigh of relief. The sudden beauty crit was still a bit lethal for people with normal aesthetics.

Luo did not intend to let the attacker go.

The fact that Xiao Lan disappeared in front of his eyes twice in a row made Luo feel very unhappy.

His face was a little gloomy, these things obviously shouldn't be able to stop him at all.

Although he has no memory, Luo just has the feeling that he should be omnipotent.

Instead of the current weak, lingering, unable to protect important people.Although Xiao Lan is also very strong and grows extremely fast, this does not affect Luo's desire to protect the other party.

It seemed that the arrogance engraved in his soul made him unable to tolerate the situation in front of him.

Luo said in a deep voice, "Sir, give me some time, and I will bring him to you."

The voice was cold and harsh, with an almost irreversible coldness and a biting killing intent.

Looking at Luo's cruel eyes and the black air around him, Xiao Lan felt a subtle sympathy for the attacker just now.

farewell.