I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games

The big brother who came out of nowhere and hastily exited the scene eased the tense atmosphere with his actions.There were dangers lurking everywhere, and the tense atmosphere suddenly took on a bit of humor.

Although it was not very kind to do so, Xiao Lan silently gave him a thumbs up in his heart.

Then the two left the control room and walked outside.

Many places on the platform that have experienced double damage from explosions and fires have become very fragile, just like the surface of a frozen lake. It is difficult for you to directly tell where it is safe from the outside.

As the two of them moved forward, there were always a lot of debris falling from the ceiling along the way, and along with the dust and rubble, one who wasn't paying attention might be hit.

Smoke slowly appeared in the air, and it tended to become thicker and thicker.

This time, not only was her breathing difficult, but Xiao Lan's eyes also began to feel uncomfortable.

Relying on the memory of the previous investigation, they walked towards the location of the train. They didn't know what time it was and how long it was before the train stopped. They hoped that it would come sooner.

"Warning!... Passengers please... Zizi...don't get on the bus..."

"Warning! Zizi...Please...passengers...don't...get on the bus..."

"warn……"

The announcement at the station sounded again, with a somewhat stern tone.

However, the station has been burnt down like this, but the radio is still dutifully persuading the players not to get on the train. It is simply a good ghost that touched the world every year.

Their motto is: the station can be burned, but the player must die.

After hearing the broadcast, Xiao Lan and Luo's footsteps not only did not stop, but walked faster.

If you don't leave if you don't leave, don't we lose face?

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After avoiding the collapsed pillar, Xiao Lan and Luo arrived at the bulletin board they had been to before.

A shadowy figure appeared in front of him.

They are of different heights, and their limbs have varying degrees of incompleteness. They are standing quietly in front of them, as if they are waiting for the player to pass by.

Seeing the two figures of Xiao Lan appear, the figures who had been standing still raised their heads one after another, revealing their own unique faces.

Xiao Lan saw the woman at the ticket booth. Her lower body was still mutilated. She was lying on the ground, and the internal organs dragged out could be vaguely seen from the cut in the waist.

The cleaning aunt I met before was also among them.

Now she looks much more ferocious than before, with a large area of ​​burns on her face, and two empty eye sockets, one of which is missing, while the other is almost inseparable. .

"...meet again...hehehe..." Aunt Baojie's throat seemed to be damaged by smoke, and every syllable was a bit difficult and hoarse.

"So, did you look like that after you put on makeup?" Xiao Lan was a little shocked. He thought that the ashen face he had seen before was already the death of this aunt. of.

Xiao Lan suddenly developed a strong curiosity about the makeup techniques of ghosts.

Perhaps it was because Xiao Lan's expression and words were too straightforward, Auntie Baojie's seemingly dead muscles suddenly turned ferocious, and she yelled at Xiao Lan: "You...go...die——"

It seems that no matter how old a woman is, no matter what her taste is, no matter whether she is dead or not, she will be angry at other people's ridicule of her own beauty.

Xiao Lan: "..."

No matter how you turn your face, you turn your face, and he didn't say anything.

Luo Shi explained in a timely manner: "Sir, it is a very impolite behavior to evaluate a lady's bare face, and to some extent it can be compared to death."

After being baptized by various cultures in the real world, Luo is already familiar with this.

Xiao Lan looked at Luo innocently: "Can't I tell the truth?"

Auntie Cleaning's anger rose again, she raised her hand, and threw the bag with a lot of eyes at Xiao Lan before.

Xiao Lan: "Okay, I know it won't work..."

The zipper of the bag in mid-air was slowly opening, and what appeared this time was not eyes, but a section of finger.

There are more than one things in the bag of feelings, right?In terms of the size of the bag, it is obviously impossible to hold so many things. Could it be that... those eyes and hands are actually produced by itself.

Thinking of the more and more eyes that were chasing after them relentlessly, Xiao Lan didn't want to be caught up by such a difficult thing at this time.

He made a decisive decision, took advantage of the moment when the bag was not fully opened in mid-air, jumped up, and swung the dagger fiercely at the bag through a sharp arc.

When the dagger pierced the bag, the bag struggled as if alive.

It's a pity that the guy in front of it is not only fast, but also extremely powerful. These are added to the extremely sharp dagger, like the sharp claws of a hunter, forming a force that it cannot resist.

In the next moment, the bag with the shiny logo of a famous international brand was cut into two sections, and the hand that got out of it was turned into fly ash before it was formed.

"Destroy props, the poverty value will increase by 160 million"

Xiao Lan never expected that there would be unexpected gains: "160 million? Damn... what kind of package is this, it's so expensive!"

Luo replied lightly: "This is a limited edition produced about 100 years ago, and it is very well preserved. A similar bag was sold at an auction for a similar price before."

Hearing that Auntie Cleaning was on the opposite side, she also froze, maybe she didn't expect that the bag she picked up casually was so valuable.

However, the blessing that dragged Xiao Lan is gone now.

Even if she is dead, she still feels the heartache after the sudden wealth disappears.

Her empty eye sockets turned to Xiao Lan, and the words "Pay me back!!" were written all over them.

Accompanied by Auntie Cleaning's anger, the ghosts around her chased after Xiao Lan and the two of them.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Xiao Lan and Luo ran away.

The most important goal now is to get on the train. If you get entangled by them, it will definitely waste a lot of time. If you miss a train by then, you don't know if this station can support the arrival of the next train.

Even if you want to fight, it's not now.

The two ran ahead, occasionally jumping over holes in the floor beneath their feet.

The ghosts behind were still calling to them when they were chasing after them: "Come here... this way..."

It's like a brainwashed MLM organization.

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With a string of tails behind their backs, the two finally arrived at the position of the train.

Unfortunately, the train has not arrived at the station at this moment, and there is no sign of arriving at the station in a short time.

Not far away, there was the sound of hurried running.

Xiao Lan raised her head, and locked onto a fluorescent green head in the chaos. The owner of this head was jumping up and down, looking full of vitality.

There seemed to be quite a few ghosts chasing after her.

Xiao Lan yelled: "Fu Gui—"

"Hey! Brother Xiao—" the voice of No. [-] Fugui came, "Do you have any tickets? I have quite a few here!"

She raised a gaudy backpack in her hand, and when she swung it up, there was a "crash, clatter" sound. She didn't know where she went to rob it, but there was such a big bag.

Xiao Lan asked while running, "Where did you get it?"

No. [-] Fugui plucked her slightly crooked Shamat hairstyle: "I don't know, I picked it up on the side of the road, and there was an explanation saying that you can leave the station or something."

This unreliable appearance made Xiao Lan a little worried: "What color is it? Look at it, white is not acceptable, only black can be used."

"Ah? Is that so?" Fugui opened his backpack while running, and took out handfuls of white tickets from it.

"Oh, this is white..."

"This is also..."

The ticket was thrown on the ground by her, and it was scattered all over the place.

Xiao Lan looked at some black lines from a distance, Fugui, you are like a walking humanoid flag, you know that?

"Ah! I found it!" After No. [-] Fugui emptied the entire backpack, she finally found a black ticket at the bottom. She looked at the white ticket that she threw all the way, "So these are all traps... ..."

She waved the ticket in her hand, gave Xiao Lan a silly smile, and gave her a thumbs up: "Brother Xiao, you are really amazing!"

Xiao Lan: "..."

Did this guy pass the level completely by luck? !

The rich girl can live until now, could it be that she came to the world and released water to open the simple mode for her...

After No. [-] Fugui approached, the ghost behind her merged with the ghost that was chasing Xiao Lan and the other two, and it seemed to swallow the three of them directly.

However, the railway tracks were not far behind the three of them, and the train hadn't arrived yet, so they had no way out.

"Brother Xiao, look at me!" No. [-] Fugui volunteered and said that he could play.

Then I saw her raise her right hand and make a fist, with glowing green light on the fist, the first rich and noble punch was thrown at the ghosts in front of her, and she shouted: "Eat my fist of a single dog—— "

A bright green light flew out of her hand and suddenly attacked the ghosts.

The ghosts who were facing her fist were instantly sent flying, and the entire encirclement dispersed immediately. The green light moved forward unstoppably, and finally left a dog footprint on the ground.

[Single Dog Fist], the effect of this skill is as sharp as its name, but its power is extraordinary.

Xiao Lan seemed to understand something: "That... Fugui, do you have to shout this sentence to activate your skills?"

No. [-] Fugui withdrew his fist and nodded: "Yes, and this skill can only be activated by single dogs. If you leave the group, you can't use it, but it has a damage bonus for couples."

Maiden, your skills are really shameful and strict.

I feel that Fugui has no hope of leaving the group in this life, but the girl who kills Matt doesn't seem to mind.

No. [-] Fugui retreated immediately after punching this punch: "Brother Xiao, my skills have cooled down."

Xiao Lan mentioned [this is a poisonous dagger], and asked casually, "How much time?"

No. 4 wealth: "44 minutes and [-] seconds."

...What a skill full of resentment for a single dog.

At this time, there are players coming here from other directions one after another. It seems that they have all found a way to clear the level.

But with their arrival, the number of ghosts on the platform is also increasing.

At this moment, it can be seen that Luo and No. [-] Fugui, who were holding the ticket, suffered significantly more attacks. Find the ticket.

The ghosts gathered again, and they attacked the three of them from different directions.

While dodging, No. [-] Fugui took out a fly swatter-like prop from the prop backpack and launched a counterattack at the ghosts.

Luo constantly swung his black blade to cut off the ghosts who were trying to get close, and he also took the opportunity to secretly absorb some of their fallen limbs, with a kind of aura that plucked the hair, allowing the ghosts to attack him More and more hesitant.

And Xiao Lan was holding a brooch because of the mission, in the eyes of the ghosts, it was like a big sweet and delicious cake, and there were especially many ghosts rushing towards him.

Some of these ghosts appear to be solid, and some are translucent. Obviously, physical attacks will not harm them.

Naturally, Xiao Lan would not sit still, he activated the [Introduction to the Basic Principles of Marxist Philosophy].

【Name: Introduction to the Basic Principles of Marxist Philosophy (Advanced Props)】

[Ability: When using it on ghosts, it can materialize them. When using it on yourself, it can damage ghosts through physical attacks. The duration is 10 minutes (the number of times it can be used (4/5)]

【Explanation: The world is material, and the real unity of the world lies in its materiality】

Suddenly, a coercion from the material world radiated from him.

Xiao Lan frowned at the ghosts who gathered towards him like a big sale in a supermarket in front of him: "Come on, let you experience the physical transcendence method."

As his words fell, Xiao Lan rushed out of the spot like a sharp arrow, and the dagger in his hand drew a blade light that made the ghosts feel their souls trembling.

A pale hand with bright red nail polish tried to sneak up on Xiao Lan.

In the next moment, the snow-colored sword flashed, and the arm fell to the ground and disappeared.

"Ah—" the owner of the arm let out a sharp ghostly howl while covering her broken arm. She felt the pain. The pain that she had never felt since she died was so vivid at this moment.

Even this feeling of pain is stronger than what she felt when she died, with a terrible pain that burned her soul.

This is the power of Marxism!

Xiao Lan rushed directly into the group of ghosts like a demon god, and every time the knife was cut, there was a cry of alarm, and countless ghosts lost their fighting power because of his attack.

And Xiao Lan obviously didn't intend to kill the npc, the follow-up troubles were too great, they could only wail in pain on the ground, the sharp ghost cries intertwined, making the scalps of those who heard it go numb.

This scene is even more terrifying than destroying them directly.

Gradually, the ghosts around Xiao Lan began to retreat, and a vacuum formed around him.

Just like this, he stood still in the fearful eyes of ghosts.

"Who's next?" Xiao Lan glanced at the surrounding ghosts.

Every ghost that stared at him couldn't help looking away, none of them dared to meet his gaze.

"Fuck, brother Xiao is so handsome!" The first rich man sneaked a glimpse of this scene, and she decided to share this scene with Zhao Xiaohe when she went back.

At this time, the roar of the train came from a distance, obviously the hope of the players was coming.

There is hope in the eyes of the players who are fighting.

But at the same time, the radio at the station also sounded, this time with a murderous tone:

"Warning!... Passengers, if...leave the platform...Zizi...Kill!"

"Please leave...the brooch...for..."

Accompanied by the sound of the station broadcast, the ghosts at the station seemed to have received some kind of order. There was a look of madness in their eyes, and it seemed that they even began to lose their minds.

The ghosts gave up their original goal and began to rush towards Xiao Lan regardless of the cost.

Even though Xiao Lan's dagger severed them in two, the rest of them were still attacking Xiao Lan unremittingly.

"It's troublesome." Looking at the train lights still in the distance, Xiao Lan said softly.

Luo immediately rushed to Xiao Lan's side, and formed a line of defense with black shadows.However, there are too many ghosts, even if they are swallowed by Luo, they still don't retreat, stepping on the bodies of their companions who have not been swallowed, they are about to rush over.

No. [-] Fugui also came back to help Xiao Lan, but she had just used her skill once, and the fly swatter was really not powerful enough.

No. [-] Fugui swung a fly swatter: "Damn it! I really want to burn them, dare to covet my brother Xiao!!"

Hearing this, Xiao Lan's eyes lit up: "Good idea, Fugui!"

"Huh?" No. [-] Fugui hadn't reacted yet.

Facing the overwhelming ghosts, Xiao Lan activated his skills:

【Name: Poverty Cannot Limit My Imagination】

[Ability: Flame Manipulation]

【Remaining time: 00:04:59】

Some of the ghosts were in the air, and some were piled up on the ground, forming a tide-like offensive, almost obscuring the line of sight.

Xiao Lan put away the dagger, raised her right hand and snapped her fingers.

Accompanied by this sound, flames gushed out from his fingertips and quickly intertwined into a huge fireball, enveloping Xiao Lan and the three of them.

The bright fireball was still spreading towards the surroundings, and the scorching temperature made these ghosts who died in the explosion or fire feel extremely painful. They recalled the misery and despair when they died.

The fear of flames has been deeply engraved into their souls.

"Bam—"

Under Xiao Lan's control, the fireball exploded, illuminating the originally dark platform brightly.

The ghosts scattered under the attack of the flames, howling in pain.

At this moment, under the flames, Xiao Lan's figure seemed so invincible.

The players who were fighting couldn't help but stop their actions. They opened their mouths and widened their eyes as they watched this scene. This is... what kind of guy did they match up with...

Is this... really an intermediate player? !

Xiao Lan's eyes were full of fighting intent.

"Burn out all filth, Red Lotus Karmic Fire!"

Xiao Lan: "..."

Wait, I didn't say that sentence just now.

Fugui, what kind of secondary line are you talking about! ! !

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Xiao Lan: Today is also a day of pretending to be like the wind~