I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games

The red warning light at the gate went out after flashing three times.

Everything returned to silence, leaving only the strong smell of blood that lingered in the air for a long time, still declaring that the brutal killing just now was not an illusion.

After the person who didn't know whether it was a player or an NPC demonstrated with his own life that he couldn't evade the fare, Xiao Lan naturally didn't feel so dizzy that he wanted to test whether his protagonist's aura was good or not.

Xiao Lan walked forward cautiously, stepped on the bloodstains and pieces of meat all over the place, and approached the gate where she stayed quietly.

After approaching, Xiao Lan vaguely heard the sound of rain coming from a distance. It seemed that it was raining outside the subway station at the moment. The sound of the pattering rain seemed to be a kind of temptation, telling that there was a road between the player and the hope of life. Small gate.

The light of the flashlight shines on the blood-stained turnstile.

Just now that person kept saying "ticket" in his mouth, and with the card-swiping exit mode that is standard on this subway, it seems that this game requires finding a ticket to leave.

Xiao Lan thought about it: "I don't know what kind of thing a ticket is."

There are many types of subway tickets, including ancient paper, coins, and the most common IC card, and even the electronic version on the mobile phone. If it is a game world, it is not surprising what it looks like.

After carefully observing the gate, Xiao Lan frowned.

The subway in the 90s should still be the era of manual ticket sales, right?But the row of gates in front of him is an all-metal automatic ticket gate, and the pure white color looks a bit abrupt in this environment.

He looked around the gate again, but found no area similar to the conductor's station.

"Could it be that this game has introduced high-tech products in order to save manpower?" Xiao Lan wondered, "Are they so short of manpower?"

Luo's voice came faintly: "Perhaps they especially hope that someone will join them."

Xiao Lan: "..."

You are right.

He was suddenly alert because he thought of Zhang Dong and Gu Mo.Will there be a lot of death traps in this kind of copy that lacks people, just to allow players to join their warm family.

Thinking of seeing the dense crowd of players behind Gu Mo, Xiao Lan felt a bit chilly behind him.

The light of the flashlight moved to the side, and Xiao Lan began to check the nearby area.

The neighborhood still looked dilapidated and messy, only the overstuffed trash cans attracted his attention.

Xiao Lan approached: "This is..."

Those were two side-by-side trash cans, which were full of charred and blackened things, which could no longer be seen what they looked like originally.He found half of a steel pipe nearby and fiddled with it, and found that the lower layer of the trash can was still exactly the same thing.

After checking, Luo said: "It's some sundries, most of them have been carbonized, and there are some burnt plastic materials."

Maybe this is the source of the burnt smell I smelled before, and I don't know when it was burned.

But there are no traces left after burning around.

However, this pile of things obviously had nothing to do with the ticket, so the two changed directions and headed for another place.

A subway route map appeared in front of it, occupying a large area of ​​the wall, but for some reason, the other parts were all blacked out, leaving only this lonely No. 13 subway station, like a vast ocean Like an isolated island.

Other than that, no more clues were found at the exit.

-

The two left the exit and returned to the platform area below.

This time, I didn't meet the footsteps on the stairs. I don't know if it had already left, or if it chose to shut itself up after seeing these two people.

The platform was still silent, and the faint musty smell in the air was still the same as before.The two moved forward, and it seemed that there were only each other's footsteps left in the world.

A crooked poster appeared on the pillar ahead.

The poster is also very old, and it has faded a little bit. It can be seen vaguely that it is a woman with black hair and red lips. She is wearing makeup that is popular in the 90s. She is smiling charmingly at the camera. She is a beauty with a retro temperament. .

It looks like the kind of beauty pictorial that was once popular.

The edge of the poster has been raised, and it is swaying slightly with the wind, as if it is luring people to spy.

Xiao Lan stretched out her hand and gently opened it a little, but she touched the black ash in her hand.

He twirled his fingertips, because the humidity of the air made the black ash a bit moist, the color of the ash was too dark, it didn't look like dust, but more like what was left after being smoked by the black smoke after burning.

Luo reached out and lifted the poster on the pillar. The pillar behind the poster looked complete. Although it was not clean and tidy, there was no trace of burnt. The black ash seemed to only appear on the back of the poster.

Xiao Lan's brows were slightly frowned, and there was another trace that seemed to have been burned. In addition to the pile I saw in the trash can upstairs, this was already the second place.But there is no similar sign in the whole station, and the two sides seem to be very contradictory.

At this moment, on the poster placed on the ground, the woman suddenly blinked.

Her movements were fleeting, but she did not escape the sight of the two of them.

Under the eyes of the two, the woman's red lips parted slightly as if she wanted to say something.

Suddenly, a fire from unknown origin rose from the edge of the poster, the expression on the woman's face changed to panic, and the words that were about to blurt turned into a screaming mouth shape.

The fire spread at an incredible speed, swallowing the entire poster in an instant, leaving no time for the two to put out the fire.

In less than a second, all that was left on the ground was a field of fragile ashes, mixed with a few sparks that had not yet been extinguished, and these ashes were quickly blown away by the wind in the subway station.

Xiao Lan stared at the ashes that were blown into the distance, and had a bad premonition in his heart: "This is... silence?"

What did this woman want to say just now?Is it related to the poster where she is located and the different fire marks around it?

Unfortunately, she can no longer speak out.

The sudden change made Xiao Lan's mood sink a bit.

This station does not have that kind of monster with teeth and claws. Its threat is invisible and intangible, but it is even more dangerous.Even if the player's force value is strong, it is easy to be recruited in these dangers.

And there is nothing they can do except to be vigilant and careful.

-

The two continued on in the direction of the track.

There was a black mark on a section of the rail in front of it, like some old stain, which had already merged with the track, and there were some things that looked like thin white lines, but they were far away and could not be seen. Not clear.

There are several bench seats on the right side of this area, which should be used for passengers to rest while waiting for the bus.

A neatly stacked newspaper was placed on one of the chairs. This newspaper seemed to be stored here specially, and it was obviously different from the previous trash that was thrown all over the floor.

There is also a white coin-shaped object pressed on it, and there is only a relief-shaped "13" on the surface, and nothing else, which reminds Xiao Lan of a bus ticket. Although it is not used in many areas, the coin-shaped ticket is not too big. rare.

Xiao Lan stepped forward and picked up the newspaper, and found that the paper was thick and delicate, with clear handwriting, and looked extraordinarily delicate. Although the paper had turned yellow and brittle after a lot of time, it still Fairly tough.

Opening the newspaper, the most conspicuous place on it reads:

"According to our news, at 199:23 on x month x day, 44x, there was a subway train collision accident in this city. Two trains on subway line 13 had a serious collision at subway station [-]...

... The accident caused 103 deaths on the spot and 39 injuries to varying degrees.

After the accident, the police, fire brigade and medical staff rushed to the scene for rescue. The injured have been sent to a nearby hospital for treatment. The subway lines in the area near the accident have temporarily suspended operations.

At present, the police are working with the traffic management department to conduct further investigations into the cause of the accident. "

The news also included pictures of the train that had been hit beyond recognition. Even though the photos were black and white, bloodstains and human limbs could still be seen on the screen, showing the tragic degree of the accident.

And the appearance of the train can be vaguely recognized from the wreckage, it is - the one that Xiao Lan was on before!

So, what they took before was a veritable train of the dead?

"Hi, young people." A gentle and polite voice suddenly sounded from the side.

Xiao Lan turned her head to look, and saw an old man wearing an old-fashioned voluminous suit sitting beside him, with a cane in both hands, his head lowered, a hat covering his face, the suit had no wrinkles, and the tie was He played neatly, like a gentleman.

But when Xiao Lan came here just now, all the seats were obviously empty. Where did this old man come from?

His movements looked very stiff, and he didn't breathe at all when he was speaking, and his outstretched hands looked a bit gray, not like the skin color of a living person.

This one is probably also one of the ghosts on the platform.

The old man still didn't look up, but continued to say: "Get out of here quickly, danger is coming."

Xiao Lan was a little puzzled: "What do you mean?"

The old man's tone became serious: "Leave quickly, leave here. Take my ticket, and you can leave here!"

Xiao Lan and Luo looked at each other, and they both saw a bit of confusion in each other's eyes. What was he referring to?

Just then, a system prompt appears:

[Trigger Hidden Mission: Last Wish]

[Mission Description: Take away the old man's ticket and fulfill his last wish for him]

[Quest Reward: Unknown]

[Hint: This task is not mandatory, you can give it up at any time, there is no penalty for giving up]

Xiao Lan frowned imperceptibly.

The old man spoke earnestly and kept trying to persuade them to leave. He looked like a helpful old man.

But he didn't explain what the danger was, and immediately appeared after Xiao Lan saw the train accident in the newspaper to persuade him to leave the station, and even prepared the exit ticket.

All of this may not be too coincidental, as if it was specially prepared.

Moreover, just now he said "Bring my ticket, and you can leave here", but in the mission description, there is only "Take the old man's ticket and fulfill his last wish for him", and there is no mention of anything related to leaving the station. matter.

Although it is easy to think that his wish is to leave the station, but he did not say it himself.

Hidden under the surface of concern, there seems to be another purpose.

Xiao Lan took a step back cautiously, and did not choose to accept the task. At the same time, she put back the ticket and newspaper in her hand.

"Don't you want to leave?" The old man's tone became a little cold.

"We still want to go for a walk again, so we won't bother you, old man." Xiao Lan said while walking away from him with Luo.

When he was about to leave this area, Xiao Lan suddenly felt a sudden glare.He looked in the direction he felt, and met the eyes of the old man. He raised his head slightly, his eyes were cold and malicious, as if he was annoyed at the departure of his prey.

The two quickened their pace and walked out of his sight.

After the two left, the figure of the old man disappeared, and the ticket and newspaper returned to their original positions, waiting for the approaching prey like hunting traps.

-

Not long after, a male player came here.

There was some blood on his body, obviously he had been attacked before.

He sat down on the seat with a bit of exhaustion, panting heavily, he didn't expect that the dangers of this game were all playing tricks, and he had to be very dangerous to escape a few times, if he played a few more times, he would probably be cold .

"Damn it, where is the damn ticket!"

He kicked the chair next to him a little irritably, just in time to kick off the newspaper that was originally on the chair, and the coin-shaped ticket that was originally on the newspaper also rolled in front of him.

"What the hell?" The male player looked at this weird thing, obviously not recognizing it as a ticket.

He casually put the ticket aside, picked up the newspaper on the ground and began to read, and said with lingering fear: "Hiss... the death train, luckily I got off."

At this time, the old man appeared again, reminding him of the imminent danger with concern and anxiety, with an enthusiastic and gentle appearance.

As the old man's voice fell, the sound of a train came from a distance, which sounded like the singing of death, which surprised the male player who had just read the newspaper.

The old man took the opportunity to point to the white coin beside him: "Young man, take my ticket and leave the station,"

Quests also appear at the same time.

The male player was overjoyed and accepted the task decisively.

Very good!His current state is very bad, facing the undead train with more than 100 ghosts in the whole world must be more or less ominous.Unexpectedly, he encountered a hidden mission. Now he can go out early. After going out, he must turn on the light and have a good sleep. This dungeon is too fucking tiring.

He picked up the ticket and turned to leave—

But in the next moment, he found that his body was out of control.

Like a puppet on a string, he was controlled by an invisible force and turned his body, step by step stiffly moving towards the direction of the track.

"Stop...stop..." He struggled desperately to regain control of his body, but it was a pity that every muscle seemed to not belong to him at all, making his resistance useless.

He could only watch helplessly as he walked onto the rails and lay down.

There is an old and dilapidated ceiling in front of you, and the cold and hard rails behind you.All that could be smelled in the nostrils was the stench of metal on the rails, surrounded by a black smear, these smudges had deeply infected the ground after an unknown number of years.

There were some silver threads in the middle of the black smudges, which seemed a little familiar. He took a closer look—isn't this hair!Just like that old guy's hair.

"Damn it...old guy...you fuck me!"

His heart was so cold, he didn't expect that he would be fooled by this old guy in a hurry! !Thinking about it carefully, the appearance of this old guy was too coincidental, and what he said was ambiguous, but the other party's timing was too good, and he set a trap just in time for him to be tired and anxious.

Under the angry eyes of the male player, the old man stood up, revealing his cold eyes, he looked at the male player lying on the railroad track, stiffly pulled the corners of his mouth and showed him a satisfied smile.

Then, he took off his hat and threw it towards the male player as the approaching subway roared.

"The hidden mission [The Last Wish] has been completed, and the reward [hat] has been obtained"

It turns out...his wish is...to find a scapegoat...

This is the last thought of the male player.

The train roared past, bringing his world into darkness.