I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games

This sleep was very peaceful. Although it was in a crisis-filled game field, Xiao Lan could relax and rest better because of Luo's shadow guarding him.

Every night when he entered the game, Luo Lai was vigil for him. Xiao Lan was already used to the existence of the other party.

I don't know how long I slept. During the deep sleep, Xiao Lan felt that someone was shaking himself.

He opened his eyes and turned out to be Luo's shadow.

The black shadow looks very thin, it seems that it is time to disperse, so I have to wake up Xiao Lan who is still sleeping in advance.

After seeing Xiao Lan awakened, the shadow disappeared in front of his eyes.

Xiao Lan looked at his wrist. The black bracelet that had been there quietly disappeared and did not return with the disappearance of the black shadow.

It seems that this shadow is one-off, and I don't know if it will affect Luo.

But he also knows that if Luo is asked, the other party must answer "It's okay."

Xiao Lan sighed softly.

He looked around with some sleepy eyes.

It was just dawning at this time, and with a little coolness at night, everything seemed normal in the room, just like before he went to sleep.

Thanks to poverty, Xiao Lan's physique is already very good.

After Luo sucked the toxins from his body, Xiao Lan just slept, and now he feels full of energy.

The tiredness and pain of the battle have disappeared, and he is the poor man who can demolish his home.

It's a pity that Teacher Crow won't let anyone demolish his home...

Before Xiao Lan had a big battle with the obese brainboy, both the stick and the hammer greeted the wall and the floor mercilessly, stunned that there was no trace of wall skin and floor scraps.

It is a miracle in the history of human engineering.

It seems that wanting to increase the poverty value through demolition this time is basically a dream.

Poverty is not easy, Xiao Lan sighed.

After Xiao Lan got up and simply packed herself, she opened the door.

I did not expect to meet Luo at the moment of opening the door.

Luo Zheng was standing at the door. It seemed that he was trying to open the door before. By coincidence, the two stood together face to face.

Xiao Lan: "Luo? I can see you here, and the space has switched again?"

Luo smiled: "Yeah, I didn't expect to meet here, it seems my luck is good."

He went on to say, "It's great to see you safe."

The two reunited unexpectedly went straight forward together.

The corridor looked different from the day before.

Yesterday's corridor looked like a normal room, and there was nothing weird except for nobody.

But today the air in the corridor was filled with a black mist, which shortened the sight range a lot.

Not only that, there are some voices faintly coming out of the black mist, seemingly murmuring and seemingly dumb crying, but they are all vague and unclear.

The two marched in the corridor for a while, and Xiao Lan suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" Luo asked.

Xiao Lan frowned and looked forward: "This corridor is also too long. The entire Mingyue Museum does not have such a long corridor."

Luo thought for a while: "Go ahead, maybe there will be changes in front."

Xiao Lan glanced at him and said lightly: "Well."

The two continued to move forward, and the black mist around them became thicker and thicker, and they could barely see the distance of two or three meters in front of them.

At this time, a bright light came from not far ahead, and the light rolled in the dark mist, and it was impossible to see what it was for a while.

Xiao Lan stood on the spot and looked ahead, without opening.

At this time Luo approached Xiao Lan.

He said softly, "What's that in front of us? Should we go and see?"

Xiao Lan did not respond.

He just looked at the people beside him quietly.

Luo still maintained an elegant and decent smile, as if asking about the unknown danger ahead, but what snacks Mr. afternoon tea wanted to serve.

This person is not right.

Xiao Lan felt a violation at the first sight of him.

Luo knew that he had been in that room before, and he probably knew through the shadow that he was awake.

In most cases, when Xiao Lan is in the room, Luo will habitually knock on the door before entering.

Except when it turns into a cat and sneaks in.

But this "Luo" does not.

Xiao Lan noticed that when he opened the door, his hand was placed on the doorknob, indicating that he did not intend to knock on the door at all, but was about to enter directly.

He later said, "I didn't expect to meet here", which seemed very unexpected.

But Luo should know where he was, and where did the accident come from?

What's more, Xiao Lan didn't have that familiar feeling on him.

It was a temperament exclusive to Luo. Although this person or something imitated Luo's appearance, it was only a manifestation.

However, under the circumstances at that time, since the other party had already approached him, Xiao Lan also cooperated to see what he wanted to do.

There is now this induced tone.

Luo always wanted to stand in front of Xiao Lan when facing danger, although Xiao Lan often refused it...

But he would never propose to let Xiao Lan go in the direction of unknown danger.

In terms of where to go, the general decision is Xiao Lan himself, Luo will not interfere with his judgment.

This "Luo" seemed to want Xiao Lan to move forward to a bright place.

Obviously, whatever is ahead is his goal.

Turning slightly, Xiao Lan quietly took out "Mingyue Hall" through the cover of his body and glanced at it.

The pattern on the cover lit up four squares.

But this is almost impossible.

Because just yesterday, Xiao Lan personally killed the fat man who wanted to eat his brain and confirmed the death of the other party.

Even if no one died this night, the cover grid should be 5 right, impossible to be 4.

This space should not be true.

Seeing that Xiao Lan didn't speak, "Luo" next to him continued: "Perhaps, where will there be clues about leaving here."

Xiao Lan suddenly asked a question that had nothing to do with the situation at the moment: "Do you know why it is Luoyang Shovel?"

"Luo" was stunned for a while, he smiled and asked, "What--"

The answer was Xiao Lan's fierce kick.

Xiao Lan didn't wait for this guy's answer at all, and launched the attack directly after asking the question.

This foot kicked fiercely on "Luo"'s waist, kicked his body out, and then fell heavily on the ground.

At this time, the other party's voice just fell.

"Luo" climbed from the ground and looked up at Xiao Lan.

His face is still a mask-like elegant smile, and his voice is still gentle: "Is there something wrong with me?"

Xiao Lan took out [Dalit's Bones]: "It's almost zero points, brother."

You're welcome, and rushed towards the other party with a stick.

The guy disguised as Luo saw the posture of Xiao Lan and realized that he could not deceive him, so he didn't say much.

He is still Luo's appearance, but the smile on his face has become cold, and the temperament of the whole person has changed at the same time, which is very different from the previous feelings.

In the face of Luo, will Xiao Lan be soft?

of course--

will not!

He lifted his stick and hit it hard.

The white stick draws a residual image in the air, each with a force that almost knocks the person to death.

I didn't look at the face of this face at all. I didn't mean to stop.

Ruthless, cruel, like a big hoof.

The picture is too brutal, and it seems that there is a sense of domestic violence...

"Luo" in such a violent attack, it is almost difficult to maintain human form.

But I don't know what this is really about, it's about to be rolled into a hand, but it still looks alive. Under Xiao Lan's attack, he continued to dodge left and right, and occasionally made a difficult movement such as a 180-degree lower waist and a 720-degree turn of the head.

It looks like an expression pack from the soul painting style.

Finally, after several confrontations, Xiao Lan found an opportunity to trample him on the ground.

At the same time, the [Bone of Dalit] switched to the blade form is raised.

Xiao Lan is going to cut off his head first, if this guy can still be alive... let's talk about it.

Almost at the moment when the bone blade was about to cut the "Luo" head, everything around disappeared.

Whether it's a corridor that seems to have no end, or the lingering black mist and the low voice in it.

Including the guy who is being stepped on by Xiao Lan's feet and is facing Luo's face.

There was only a low sigh left in the air: "I really want to go with you..."

The tone is lingering and sad, with a bit of reluctance.

But Xiao Lan refused mercilessly: "Thank you, but I don't want to."

At this time, he was standing in front of the room where he rested last night.

The scene outside the door is as usual, and there is no difference from what I saw yesterday.

The previous corridors and black fog are all non-existent.

Xiao Lan took out the book again.

This time, the number of grids lit up on the cover is six.

It seems that in addition to the one he contributed, one person died last night. I just don’t know whether it was a ghost or a player, because there is no new content in the book, which means that it is not the crow’s handwriting.

Just then, the cover of the book flashed again, and new content appeared in it:

[The Lost Lamb Returns]

[Away from the hustle and bustle of the world]

[He obtains eternal silence under the water]

There was almost no pause, the blinking of the cover stopped, and the pattern lit up again.

This shows that the player selected by the crow died very neatly.

I don't know if there are other players contributing to it.

A total of seven of the thirteen squares on the cover are now lit, more than half of them.

Almost without stopping, new content appears:

[The enchanted black dahlia is about to wither]

【Lost nourishment】

[Beauty is finally in the dust]

Yo, this is still a double change!

Players couldn't help lamenting the frequency of teacher Crow's updates. What a dedicated author.

But...Teacher, sometimes you don’t have to be so diligent.

Really, touching fish is good for body and mind, many authors say so.

But this time was different from the one just now. The flashing of the cover didn't mean to stop. Xiao Lan waited for a while and didn't see the grid light up or the handwriting changed.

It seems that the selected player will not die easily.

Xiao Lan stared at the flashing pattern on the cover.

If the player dies, the other person will be one step closer to clearing the clearance, and the other party will survive. The risk of death this time will fall on other people. Of course, Xiao Lan himself is included.

But he didn't want to expect the death of the other party, because it was not a cold number, and behind the grid was a fresh human life.

Even if the stranger was probably just a stranger he had never met.

The flashing of the pattern continues.

Xiao Lan put away the book and continued to search for the room that looked different.