I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games

After Luo finished speaking, there was silence in the room, only Xiao Lan's intermittent breathing could be vaguely heard, and Luo's pretended breathing of the same frequency.

Their breaths were intertwined, as if they were about to merge into one.

Luo's face is very close to Xiao Lan at this moment, his flawless facial features occupy all of Xiao Lan's sight, he can easily see himself reflected in Luo's shallow golden eyes——

Eyes wide open, expression stiff, looking downright stupid.

No, it can't go on like this!

Alarm bells were ringing in Xiao Lan's mind, and the dangerous intuition from instinct told him that something that would subvert his cognition might happen if this continued.

He stretched out his hand to support Luo's shoulder, and opened the distance between the two.

Then he rolled out of the gap in a bit of embarrassment, and quickly ran towards his bedroom.

"I, I, I've been fighting in the training ground for a long time today, and I feel so tired. I'm so sleepy now, so I won't talk anymore. Goodbye——" Without a pause, Xiao Lan went straight into her room , closed the door with his backhand.

"Huh...huh...huh..." Xiao Lan leaned against the door and panted heavily, feeling like she was out of danger.

Before he could catch his breath, Luo's unhurried voice came from the other side of the door: "Do you need me to massage you, sir?"

"No, no, no... no need..." Xiao Lan shuddered, and quickly replied.

"Then, let me say good night to you in advance." Luo's tone was still the same as before, and nothing unusual could be heard.

"Good night, good night..." Xiao Lan replied instinctively.

It's strange, what's going on with him today, even in the dungeon, he got closer to Luo?Didn't he look at Luo's face for months?Why do you feel different today?

After much deliberation, Xiao Lan couldn't find the answer to the question, so Xiao Lan directly attributed the reason to the sequelae after hearing Qi Ning's story.

After all, the Buddha said that the seven sufferings of life are "birth, old age, sickness, death, resentment and hatred, love and separation, and not getting what you want." Qi Ning's story accounts for more than half of it, and it is still a love story.

It seems that we should listen to less stories and fight more in the future.

Fighting is good, fighting is good for physical and mental health, and fighting makes people live longer.

Xiao Lan lay paralyzed on the bed, her mind was in a mess, she always felt that today's coffee was too powerful, and she might have insomnia tonight.

The other side of the door.

Looking at the closed door not far away, Luo still had an elegant and decent smile on the corner of his mouth, but there was a golden streamer of unknown meaning in his eyes.

He turned off the overhead light in the living room and sat back on the sofa.

Luo whispered softly at a volume that only he could hear: "You can run away as much as you want, sir...but there will always be a part of me in your life."

In a dark room, the dark hunter with golden eyes is waiting patiently, waiting for the prey that has already entered his snare to perceive the truth that has long been unable to escape.

"I wish you a sweet dream, sir."

-

The next morning, after Xiao Lan woke up and greeted Luo in an awkward but polite manner, she rushed out of the room and headed straight for the training ground.

Xiao Lan stood at the entrance of the training ground somewhat in a daze. Today's training ground is still as busy as before.

He quickly selected a training room, plunged in and started training like crazy.

This time the opponent is an assassin.

He covered his face in black, held a short thorn, and his movements were neat. Every move was fast and ruthless to attack Xiao Lan's vital position. If he didn't pay attention, he would die under his knife in an instant.

This kind of battle required Xiao Lan's full concentration to deal with it, which just left him with no extra thoughts to think about other things.

During the high-intensity battles, Xiao Lan wandered between life and death time and time again, her nerves were tense to the extreme, and wounds of various sizes appeared constantly on her body.

At the same time, 【Bone of Dalit】 was becoming more and more smooth in his hands. The battle made him feel extremely refreshed, and the entangled emotions in his heart disappeared.

The bone blade swung out and cut the opponent's throat with a knife.

At the same moment, the opponent's short thorn was also sent into Xiao Lan's chest.

This kills the two of them together.

Xiao Lan's body fell to the ground slowly, the wounds on her body began to repair automatically after the battle, and the surrounding environment gradually recovered.

At this time, he heard the voice of the system:

"Poverty can't limit my imagination, you won [a lottery ticket that a fool would open]"

It's nice to see that his abilities that seem to be on strike are finally dropping new items for him.

But what is this?Why does the name have an air of sarcasm.

Xiao Lan looked towards the props that appeared:

[Name: A lottery ticket that only fools will open (advanced props, bound)]

[Ability: Scratch a lottery ticket to participate in a lottery]

[Explanation: "Since I participated in the lottery, my house, car, and savings have disappeared. This is simply a fraud!"——An unknown person who once participated in the lottery said so]

Based on this explanation, why would a normal person want to open this thing...

But after reading the content of this explanation, Xiao Lan suddenly had a bold idea.Since it seems that he will get poorer and poorer, does it mean that he can use this thing to get poverty points? !

He is already so poor, what other liar can shake him?

Xiao Lan stretched out his hand and scratched away the lottery ticket.

"Fool, you have been cheated, you will lose the causal relationship with wealth worth 1000 million"

"Beep, it's detected that player Xiao Lan has no room"

"Hey, it's detected that player Xiao Lan doesn't have a car"

"Di——, it is detected that player Xiao Lan has no deposit."

"Hey, it's detected that player Xiao Lan has no valuable items"

"..." The system seemed to fall into silence, such a player who was so poor that he couldn't do anything was really rare.

After a moment of silence, the system prompts to continue:

"The poverty value has increased by 1000 million. This is a small step for poverty, but it is a big leap for Xiao Lan"

"Get the intelligence reduction buff, the game NPC will reduce your intelligence evaluation by 20%, this effect will take effect when the player enters the game next time, and will last for the entire game"

Xiao Lan: "..."

What's the matter with feeling like you're being taunted in all directions even though you've got poverty points?

Gan!Garbage game sooner or later pill.

Forget it, anyway, the reduction of intelligence buff is to reduce the NPC's evaluation of him, not to deduct his own thinking ability, the big deal is to be regarded by them as a bad brain, not really stupid.

For the sake of 1000w poverty value, it doesn't feel unacceptable.

The addition of 1000w poverty points made Xiao Lan feel a little more strength in his body, and he should continue to practice fighting in order to get used to the current strength as soon as possible.

-

After fighting for so long, Xiao Lan walked out of the training room, ready to drink some water and take a break.

He took a bottle of energy drink and was sitting in the rest area outside the training room and drinking it slowly.

At this time, a person stopped Xiao Lan from the side.

"Are you an intermediate player too?" The voice was clear, with just the right amount of politeness.

Xiao Lan turned her head and saw that this was a tall and well-proportioned man, wearing a well-tailored white shirt, very handsome, with the air of an advertising model, greeting him with a bright and clean smile.

Seems like an easy guy to like.

At this time, his body movements seemed very relaxed, without showing the slightest attack power.

Xiao Lan nodded to him: "Hello, what can I do?"

The man smiled and said, "Hi, my name is Zhou Guangkai. I just upgraded to the intermediate level recently. I want to find a player to practice against. I happened to see you, so I took the liberty to bother you."

Xiao Lan felt that it was good to practice with the players. He hadn't fought with the players much yet, so he nodded and agreed: "My name is Xiao Lan. Let's have a fight later."

Seeing that Xiao Lan agreed, Zhou Guangkai took advantage of the opportunity to approach Xiao Lan and chat with him: "How do you feel after you upgrade to the intermediate level? I'm not afraid of your jokes, I was in a hurry for a while."

Xiao Lan thought for a while: "It's okay, it's more dangerous than when I was a beginner."

Zhou Guangkai's eyes showed a little praise at the right time: "You are really amazing, are you all alone?"

Xiao Lan: "That's not true. I have a teammate. Being with him is always safe and secure."

Zhou Guangkai looked surprised: "Is there any danger? Ah, have you ever been injured?!"

Xiao Lan nodded.

A little dissatisfaction flashed in Zhou Guangkai's eyes: "Didn't your teammates protect you well? How could this be?"

After finishing speaking, he seemed to feel that he was a little shallow, and added: "Don't get me wrong, I didn't mean to say that your teammates are bad, I just think it's unfair to you, and you deserve better protection. "

There seemed to be a subtle provocation in this tone.

Xiao Lan said indifferently: "It's okay, we won anyway."

What Zhou Guangkai wanted to say was blocked back: "..."

"Uh...yes, it's fine if you win, you're really good." After a while, Zhou Guangkai smiled again, "I really feel bad that you need to face these threats alone, if only I can protect you. "

Xiao Lan glanced at him inexplicably, why is this guy so weird?

What's the use of protecting him?

It's not that Xiao Lan is boasting. With the blessings of [Poverty Can't Limit My Imagination] and [Dalit's Bone], there are probably not many intermediate players who can beat him.

Moreover, this person does not seem to have Luo's reserved and ascetic temperament, nor does his manner have Luo's elegance and proper advance and retreat.

Ah bah, why did he think of Luo again, stop now.

Zhou Guangkai softened his voice: "Don't think too much, I just admire you very purely and want to be friends with you. I don't know if I have the qualifications. If your teammates mind it, I don't want you to feel Difficult."

His eyes were sincere, as if he really thought about Xiao Lan from the bottom of his heart.

"Let's fight first, come on." Xiao Lan didn't consider the hidden meaning of the other party's words at all, got up and walked to the training room.

For him, this is a rival delivered to the door, fresh and still alive and kicking.

It is not certain whether there will be vitality after a while.

Zhou Guangkai: "..."

Why is there a subtle sense of foreboding...

Xiao Lan entered the training room first, followed by Zhou Guangkai.

Zhou Guangkai stood in the field with a tall and straight posture, which looked very pleasing to the eye. He showed a gentle smile to Xiao Lan: "Come on, just let go and fight."

Xiao Lan was overjoyed, her eyes brightened a little: "Really?"

What's the matter with your expression?The ominousness in Zhou Guangkai's heart was spreading, but he still held his ground, maintaining his graceful smile: "Of course, going all out is a battle, isn't it?"

Along with his words, a circle of water ripples appeared on Zhou Guangkai's side. It seemed that this was his way of fighting.The water waves lifted him up slightly, like spreading wings behind his back, making him look holy,

He speaks freely, coupled with his excellent appearance and posture at the moment, he looks full of charm.

It's a pity that his opposite is a solid humanoid self-propelled mallet.

A white stick appeared out of nowhere in Xiao Lan's hand. The stick looked ordinary, without any decoration, it looked like the most common prop.

Zhou Guangkai breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that Xiao Lan didn't intend to greet him with advanced props.

This time I should be able to save... right? ! ! ! ! !

Before he could finish his thoughts, he saw Xiao Lan rushing towards him with a jaw-dropping speed, and the white stick in his hand was only left as a white afterimage in the air.

Zhou Guangkai hurriedly mobilized Shui Bo to form a shield in front of him, trying to block Xiao Lan's attack.

"Bam—"

The lifespan of the water shield lasted less than half a second, and it shattered into a mist under Xiao Lan's strong force.

Xiao Lan kept moving, and [Bone of Dalit] hit Zhou Guangkai with unabated force.

Zhou Guangkai was startled, he hurriedly lowered his waist, and narrowly escaped from Xiao Lan's stick with the help of the water waves on his feet.

"Bam—"

Another sound.

When Zhou Guangkai looked back, he saw that the pillar behind the place where he was standing before had been smashed by Xiao Lan with a stick, and it looked as vulnerable as a clay sculpture.

What a strange force!Zhou Guangkai was shocked.

But soon it was too late for him to shock others, because Xiao Lan had already waved his stick and rushed towards him again.

Zhou Guangkai was about to escape again.

However, he was distracted for a moment just now, and he had already missed the best time to dodge. When he just turned sideways, Xiao Lan's stick had already landed firmly on him——

Just swung him out.

"Bam—"

Like a hit baseball, Zhou Guangkai flew straight for several meters, and finally hit the wall on the other side of the training room hard.

His body slid weakly along the wall. The moment he was hit, Zhou Guangkai seemed to see the distant starry sky, and glimpsed the mystery of the origin of the universe and the emergence of life.

Is this guy practicing the dog-beating stick method...

Zhou Guangkai fell to the ground and felt that his limbs had been disconnected from his brain. He wanted to compete with Xiao Lan because he couldn't bear it. Isn't it good to chat?Wouldn't it be nice to have a dinner date?

In the future, I will no longer need to be seductive with my handsome appearance in battle.

Zhou Guangkai turned his head to look at Xiao Lan, expecting to see an apologetic look on the other person's face, and then took the opportunity to get closer, but instead saw a scene that broke his heart——

Xiao Lan was actually rushing towards him, and raised the stick in his hand again.

Oh shit!Do you still have a little sympathy! ! !

At this moment, Zhou Guangkai truly experienced what it means to "you may die if I hit you with this stick".

"Stop, stop, stop, I admit defeat, I admit defeat!!" Zhou Guangkai said quickly, he was afraid that if he spoke slowly, he would really be beaten into a puddle of mud.

Xiao Lan withdrew his weapon with some regret, but he actually kept his hand and didn't switch to the blade form, otherwise Zhou Guangkai would have been cut in half by him directly, and he also put away the Dalit Flame.

He looked at Zhou Guangkai, this guy didn't seem to be of the melee type, his body was so fragile.

Alas, I am not happy.

Seeing Xiao Lan's regretful expression, Zhou Guangkai was about to vomit blood, brother, what are you regretting? !Regret not finding a chance to kill me?

Then Xiao Lan waved to Zhou Guangkai: "Nice to meet you, we will fight again when we have a chance, goodbye."

After speaking, he turned and walked towards the door of the training room.

Zhou Guangkai tried his best to force a smile: "Goodbye, you... are amazing, I really... envy you, can you teach me?"

Xiao Lan summed up her own experience: "Just practice cooking."

After Xiao Lan's back disappeared, Zhou Guangkai who was lying on the ground finally couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of old blood.

Who wants to see you again, it's gone!Never see you again! !

If there is anything else called food, just go to practice, are you mocking me! !

He took out the contact tool in grief and anger, and cried after the other party connected: "Boss!! This guy is a fucking animal!!! He can't move at all!! Damn!! The kind who looks like he will be single for a lifetime! !!"

"I've had a serious work injury! I'm going to apply for psychological treatment!!!"

"Pfft—" Zhou Guangkai spat out another mouthful of blood amidst the grief and indignation, and passed out directly.

The Samsara Boss on the other side didn't have time to say a word: "..."

Look at how his little brother was beaten up, this bloody face, miserable.