I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games

Xiao Lan stared at the dark dishes on the plate. Just now Mrs. Bella said, "This is something I made for you personally." She was able to influence the player because of what she added or what special abilities she has. ? Not even Luo can tell the specific substance contained in it.

In short, the food at the banquet seemed untouchable.

Xiao Lan looked at the vegetables for decoration next to the plate. For safety reasons, it is better not to touch this.

I don’t know if this game will last for a few days. If it’s obviously unrealistic to be unable to eat, then there should be other ways to get food.

The atmosphere of the banquet was very strange.

The maids delivered the other meals in turn. These dishes were almost dark paste-like dishes. It was difficult to tell what these ingredients were made of.

The two players who had previously eaten the dishes made by Mrs. Bella were full of praise for each dish. While exaggerating these things with exaggerated adjectives, they brought them into the mouth with a happy smile.

If you are a normal chef, you will probably like this kind of guests who can play rainbow farts without picky eating.

On the other side, none of the players started to work on these foods. They observed two people with abnormal behaviors, and occasionally whispered. Even the side table wine was left untouched, and they were allowed to serve a dish and serve again. Remove.

The two sides are clearly separated, like a boring comedy and an audience that is difficult to laugh at.

Faced with this scene, Mrs. Bella didn't seem to give them any enthusiasm again. She just sat with a smile on the spot, tasting red wine while listening to the praise and praise from two players. .

The normal-sized wine glass appeared particularly petite in her huge palm. She could drink a full glass of wine in one bite, and the maid on the side immediately poured her again in time.

The banquet came to an end in such a weird atmosphere.

Just as the players were about to breathe a sigh of relief, Mrs. Bella straightened up and clapped her hands.

Hearing the sound, the maidservants with weird drawing styles flooded in, replaced the players with new wine glasses, and filled them with new wine. The aroma of the wine is rich, a crystal amber liquid, in the delicate wine glass Glittering with charming luster.

During this period, a woman with a full of imagination...may not be a female maid, but also approached Xiao Lan, and took the opportunity to say in his ear: "If the guest feels lonely tonight, why not come to me, we can have a pastime together at night ."

Xiao Lan expressionless: "Thank you, no need."

The maid giggled: "Don't be shy, guests~"

Xiao Lan: "..."

Am I shy, you have no points!

After the maids left.

Mrs. Bella smiled and picked up the wine glass. She looked around the players with different faces: "Thank you all for coming today and toasting for our meeting."

This untimely toast made players silent for a moment.

After eating Mrs. Bella’s caring meal, what was the end? They already knew very well, what about this sudden wine? What is her purpose?

Xiao Lan stared at the wine glass at his hand. He noticed when the maid poured the wine just now. The packaging of these wines is very uniform. The bottle has the name of the winery, and it clearly indicates the year. It seems that it should not Mrs. Bella brewed it herself in private.

Although, with Mrs. Bella's financial resources, it is not difficult to build a winery by yourself. But logically, the game should not allow the boss to kill all players at the beginning of the game, right?

The possibility that alcohol is safe is still very high, perhaps not drinking is the danger.

Xiao Lan just stretched out his hand towards the wine glass, and saw Wang Ke not far away standing up, grabbing tons of wine glasses and drinking, drinking a whole glass of wine directly, and drinking the glass directly after drinking. A shot to the table, a pride of rivers and lakes directly calmed the audience.

Sure enough, it's better to see it than ever, Wang Ke, what a fierce man!

After Wang Ke finished drinking, he sat directly back in his seat and continued to say nothing. There seemed to be nothing wrong with it.

Seeing his brother drink so decisively, Wang Teddy knew in seconds that he picked up the glass and drank it directly. By the way, Xiao Lan gave a glance to Xiao Lan and asked him to join him.

Xiao Lan picked up the wine glass, the wine was silky smooth, the taste was mellow, and a unique fragrance slowly spread out in the mouth, showing it layer by layer with a special woody scent, making him think... I really want to drink Coke .

Wang Teddy also put down the glass and quietly said to Xiao Lan: "I still like to drink orange juice."

Xiao Lan's solemn face: "Coke is still good."

Two poor eggs with no appreciation.

At that time, everyone else in the room took the wine glass and drank the wine. Only Qi Ning still wore his stern beak mask, which seemed to stand out.

Mrs. Bella noticed this too, her asymmetrical eyes turned, and the tone was a little dangerous: "What's wrong with this guest, is my wine not your heart?"

Players heard this and all looked at the mysterious player like the epidemic doctor.

What will happen to Mrs. Bella?

Qi Ning is still calm. He stood up and paid a gentleman's salute to Mrs. Bella. His voice was low and mute, as if he had a weak feeling of lack of energy: "Beautiful lady, your beauty is as bright as the moonlight and as rose. Gorgeous, in front of your beauty, I have no time to distract from any kind of food, please forgive me for being rude."

That serious nonsense shocked everyone. Don't look at this man's noble and glamorous posture. It turned out to be so decisive when he fell into the rhythm, and he looked unusually skilled. He didn't know how many times he had experienced it.

In order not to take off the mask, this can be done! Does your lower limit as a senior player hurt?

Or that there is no such thing as a lower limit for being able to become an advanced player.

"Hahaha, you are such a happy customer." Mrs. Bella laughed with flowers and shivering, and her huge body hit the table and began to shake. Obviously she was very satisfied with this high-quality compliment, not Care about the authenticity of the content.

In the stunned players, she just let Qi Ning pass.

It seems that accurately judging the character and needs of the boss will be of great help to smooth customs clearance.

After the banquet, the butler took the players and arranged the room for them.

The players' rooms are on the highest floor of the manor, and there are maids waiting in the corridors, which is nominally able to serve guests in time. In fact, I am afraid that there is also a lot of surveillance.

In this way, any entry and exit of the player will be in the sight of the manor servants.

The height of the top floor is four floors below, which is far away from other rooms that may have clues, which also makes it more difficult for players to slip out for food at night.

Xiao Lan looked at the structure of the corridor and just took a photo with Wang Teddy, who opened the door opposite.

Wang Teddy looked a little embarrassed: "This door doesn't look very strong."

Xiao Lan heard that he turned around and squeezed the door panel, which was made of solid wood. The quality was actually very good, but it was very fragile to speak in front of the strength of the ghost.

He comforted: "Sturdy is useless, anyway, the key is in their hands, in fact, our door is also a psychological comfort."

Wang Teddy: "..."

This comfort is desperate.

Xiao Lan noticed that this time the housekeeper did not say that one room must be used by one person, but the players still chose one room by one. Isn’t it safer for several people to form a team? He raised this doubt to Wang Teddy.

It seems that Wang Teddy suddenly remembered something: "I seem to have forgotten to tell you before, if the more players together, the greater the chance of encountering danger. So players generally form teams of two or three people and take care of each other. If there are those who carry seven or eight, most of them take others as cannon fodder."

Xiao Lan wondered: "Why don't you go to sleep with your brother? Isn't it just right for the two?"

Wang Teddy sagged his head: "My brother hates me for grinding my teeth and kicking the quilt, and slapping his hair until midnight..."

Xiao Lan: "..."

What kind of life does Wang Ke live in?

Wang Teddy scratched the little curly hair: "But I'm already very skilled in dealing with the dangers of the night. I usually keep quiet and don't die. If there is really no trouble that I can't solve, I can also use props to slip directly to my brother."

He approached Xiao Lan and asked softly, "What do you say if Mrs. Bella sneaks in at night and wants to attack me at night?"

Xiao Lan thought about the posture of Mrs. Bella: "If you can't wake up with her footsteps, you can almost bury it."

Wang Teddy: "..."

Our friendship boat has leaked!

Go back to the room.

Xiao Lan looked at this luxurious room as always. The bed in the guest room looks large and soft, and there will be no problem with four or five adult males. There are sofas and coffee tables next to the exquisite window, which looks countless times larger than the shabby little room where the player resides. .

On the head of the bed is a vase with a white rose with dewdrops inside.

There is also a letter next to the vase with a huge lip print on it. I don’t have to guess who is the owner of this lip print. Apart from Mrs. Bella, there is no such huge and strangely shaped mouth.

Xiao Lan reached out and opened the letter. Perhaps it was more appropriate to say that this was a love letter. It tells the joy of his miss and meeting, and hopes that he can have fun in the manor, but the whole process is referred to as "My Little Sweetheart", and it looks like a mass mail.

The handwriting on the love letter is beautiful and slender. It seems to be from the hands of a well-educated noble woman. It is completely different from the terrible appearance of Mrs. Bella. Is it an unappealing appearance, or is it written by a person?

It's still early, and the maids in the manor are still active. It's not a good time to go out for clues and foraging.

Xiao Lan was sitting on the sofa beside the bed. The tea set in the guest room was also very delicate in shape, like a jade. It seemed to be thinner and whiter than ordinary porcelain, and could even reveal light slightly.

He didn't pay much attention to making tea, so he poured himself a glass of cold water.

Xiao Lan just put the cup on his lips and was about to drink it, but his shoulders were held by him.

"Sir." Luo's voice came from the direction of the window.

Xiao Lan turned his head and saw Luo sitting on the window and smiling, with the starry night sky behind him. He came directly from the outer wall of the manor, but no sound came out.

Luo withdrew his hand: "I found in the room that the tea set next to the sofa is bone china. Since the bone composition of humans and most vertebrates is the same, I have some doubts about what bone is made of it."

Xiao Lan looked at the cup in his hand and felt a little stubborn.

In case this is a person...

Luo came down from the window and skillfully walked to the cabinet in the room. He had already been familiar with the layout and the arrangement of objects in his room. He took out a new set of tea set from the cabinet: "Please wait a moment, I Prepare a pot of tea for you again."

A moment later, a cup of fragrant black tea was handed to Xiao Lan.

Xiao Lan missed Coke while drinking black tea, and discussed the next response with Luo: "I plan to sleep for a while, and wait for the maid to rest late at night before going out to find clues."

Luo seriously said: "Sir, I don't need to sleep, I can keep you all night, to ensure your safety, and let me do the dangerous things."

Xiao Lan shook his head: "This is my game. I have to clear the customs with my own strength. I can accept your help, but I can't throw all the dangers to you to deal with."

"Furthermore, sleeping on your own and keeping you on the side or something, I will feel like a blackhearted boss."

"You go back to rest first, when it's time to come and wake me up, let's go together."

"Okay, sir." Luo answered with a smile.

"Oh, right, don't turn the window, it's not safe." Xiao Lan added.

Luo nodded and closed the door.

Afterwards, Xiao Lan extinguished the candlelight and lay on the soft bed, falling into a deep dream in the darkness.

But after Xiao Lan's breathing became completely uniform, a pair of light golden eyes suddenly appeared in the night, reflecting the faint light in the light moonlight. He was so quietly guarding that, in order not to disturb Xiao Lan, even the breathing and heartbeat of imitating humans stopped, like a silent and dead object growing in the shadows.

At this moment, he missed the black cat form that was not easy to use, at least the black cat would not be driven out...

Nearly into the night, Mrs. Bella's manor gradually quieted down. Most of the maids have returned to the room to rest, and only a few need to be on duty to work.

A sneaky figure was advancing in the manor, carefully avoiding the few night maids on duty. It seemed that he knew the situation inside the manor very well, so he quietly touched the player's floor step by step.

One, two, three... The man silently counted the rooms where the player was, and finally found his goal.

The sneaky figure was ecstatic and took out a spare key from his arms, preparing to put it in the keyhole.

"It's rude to act like this, miss." A low male voice suddenly sounded behind her.

The maid was horrified, how could it be!

She clearly didn't feel anyone behind her.

Didn’t the maid who changed her job say that these guests had returned to the room long ago, and never came out again? Where did this person come from?

The maid turned suddenly. If Xiao Lan is there, you can recognize it. This is the maid who poured him wine at the banquet and asked him to spend a night together.

After turning around, she found that there was still no trace of anyone.

Not waiting for the maid to speak, then came the sharp object against the touch of her neck.

The maid was stiff, and now she was completely motionless.

"Please don't disturb my master?" The sound of a cello sounded low in her ears, followed by a sharp pain in her neck. "Otherwise, although a little rude to the lady, I can only invite you in. Sleep forever."

A coolness sprang straight from the spine, like a sense of crisis being stared at by the vicious predators in the dark, which made the maid dare not move at all. She could only say gently: "Good, good..."

Then, the sharp touch on her neck disappeared, and a hand was gently pushed behind her: "You can go."

The maid did not dare to have any objections, and quickly took small steps to leave, nor did she dare to go back and confirm who was behind him.

She didn't realize that, just in the short confrontation, the dagger she had hidden on her body had been taken away by the other party.

Glancing at the dagger in his hand, Luo put it in his arms. Then, with a cold, murderous look on his face, he put on Xiao Lan's most familiar gentle smile and gently knocked on Xiao Lan's door.

"Sir, it's almost time."