I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games

Hearing the knock on the door, Xiao Lan got up quickly. Instead of wearing the dress that was too cumbersome to take care of, he directly changed into the dress he wore when he entered the game, washed it casually, and left the room with Luo.

At the door, Xiao Lan found that Luo had been staring at the door next to him. The room on his left was Luo, and on the right was an unknown player.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Lan asked, looking at the area that Luo gazed at.

On this look, it was found that there was a gray-white stamp on the door, which was a bit large in size and irregular in shape. It was difficult to tell at a glance what was left.

Luo reached out and touched the stamp, and a white mark left on his glove.

He said to Xiao Lan: "This is lead powder. It used to be used by women in make-up to make their skin tone pale and white."

"Such makeup is more popular among the noble class. The nobility generally believes that only the author of the labor will have a dark skin color, and the pale skin is a symbol of status."

"Lead? Isn't that stuff toxic?" Xiao Lan admired the courage of women in the past to pursue beauty.

Now that he knew it was for his face, the noble liked it. Xiao Lan looked at the stamp on the door again. The more I looked at it, I felt that it was like a face stuck on the door. Because the area is too large, the structure looks different from ordinary people, so I didn’t have it for the first time. recognize.

In this manor, there is only one person with such a big face and a distinctive structure.

That is to say, after the players returned to the room, Mrs. Bella once came to the door of one of them and clung tightly to the door to eavesdrop on the movement of the room, but the players were unaware of it.

This is too strange.

Mrs. Bella's footsteps are so heavy, how could the player not be heard if they appeared in the corridor. Did Mrs. Bella have a way to cover her footsteps, or was there something wrong with the players' rooms?

"Luo, do you feel any unusual movement?" Xiao Lan asked.

Luo shook his head: "No, everything in my room is normal."

He has been staying in Xiao Lan's room, and indeed nothing has happened in the room. As for the others, he didn't care.

Since there is no clue now, Xiao Lan had to knock on the player's door and told him what happened at his door in the eyes of the other party's heart.

As for whether the player will be insomnia, it will not belong to him.

After that, Xiao Lan planned to go to the kitchen to find the best food for the servants. If he couldn't, he would find the stocked ingredients. These basic ingredients wouldn't be taken by Mrs. Bella.

Xiao Lan and Luo escaped from the night maid slowly to the first floor. They searched on the first floor and finally found the location of the suspected kitchen.

However, as they approached the kitchen, singing sounded inside the closed kitchen door.

It is a love song that tells the love of the sweetheart.

The song is melodious, the melody is gentle, and the person who sings has a good voice, and speaking with conscience, this song really sounds very beautiful.

With the sound of the collision of the kitchen utensils inside, people can imagine a woman who is good at singing is preparing meals for the beloved, it should be a warm picture.

However, Xiao Lan recognized this voice, this is-Mrs. Bella.

The situation now is that Mrs. Bella is singing in the kitchen while performing her dark cooking business, which is very pleasant.

Xiao Lan on the other side is not so happy, ma'am, is your passion for dark cooking too high? Can't even waste sleep time?

Through the door slit, Mrs. Bella's wide shadow was faintly visible, and it seemed that the plan to explore the kitchen tonight could only be temporarily stranded.

Changing direction, they began to look for the location of the warehouse.

The location of the simple warehouse is not hidden, and the door is very conspicuous. Although the door is hung with a lock, this old-style lock is not difficult for Xiao Lan. They entered the warehouse in a few seconds.

Good luck, this warehouse happens to store ingredients.

Two figures appeared along with the food, Wang Teddy and Wang Ke. The two of them were squatting together, motionless around a thing that looked like a pot, and turned back together after hearing the sound of opening the door.

"Xiao Lan! Filo!" The expression on Wang Teddy's face was like seeing a savior. He put down his hands and looked at suspicious black objects and waved towards the two.

Wang Ke also turned his head and nodded at them to say hello.

Xiao Lan greeted them, and at the same time he was a little puzzled. Why?

As he approached him, he discovered that there were more than one pots in front of the two brothers of Wang Teddy, and four or five identical pots were lying upside down, all of which were dark and unidentified objects.

It looks like a tragic rollover scene.

Wang Teddy's eyes shone with hope: "Xiao Lan, will you cook?"

With Wang Teddy's earnest expectation, Xiao Lan took over the task of cooking. At this time, he realized that these seemingly identical pots are actually props. The only function is to cook without fire, but the final product depends entirely on the level of the cook.

Watching Xiao Lan skillfully throw the ingredients into the pan, Wang Teddy was relieved.

His brother's cooking level is a nightmare of his childhood. Unexpectedly, after entering the game, because of the strangeness of the ingredients, the cooking of his brother has evolved, which is simply an experiment of alchemists.

Taking advantage of the cooking time, Xiao Lan casually chatted with him: "How did you come in? I just saw that there was no trace on the door lock."

Wang Teddy pointed to the window high in the warehouse: "The window came in."

Xiao Lan looked up and saw that the window that was very high off the ground was taken apart by a piece of glass, and the wind was miserably exposed, and he suddenly had a new understanding of Wang Ke's style.

Xiao Lan was a little curious: "Do you receive a system prompt when you open a window?"

Wang Teddy thought for a while: "Do you mean to increase the boss to pay attention to that? This kind of destruction is actually quite safe, especially if the manor is so large, it may take several floors to get Mrs. Bella's attention."

There is no mention of the poverty value at all. It seems that Xiao Lan is the only person who will receive the poverty value prompt. Other players do not seem to be poor because of the destruction of props.

"What do you think the game hints mean this time? I don't think it really wants us to seduce Mrs. Bella." Xiao Lan suddenly thought of this.

Wang Teddy stared at the pot without blinking and said, "Boss prompts are sometimes traps. The fewer bosses that can give you clear prompts in the later period, you need to determine according to the clues if you don't give clear prompts."

Xiao Lan nodded thoughtfully.

It didn't take long for Xiao Lan's dishes to be ready, and he packed the dishes into the bowl brought by Wang Ke, and he buried his head and ate.

Wang Teddy looked at the scum in the bowl and fell into thinking and doubting about life and the universe. What just happened? Is this different from what Mrs. Bella did? I can't hide the fifteenth day of the first day, but I still have to come.

No, no, how can you be so superficial? You can’t just look at the food, maybe it’s super delicious? Wang Teddy summoned the courage to scoop a spoonful of unknown objects into the mouth.

Three seconds later, Wang Teddy's eyes straightened, and he suddenly felt that Mrs. Bella's dinner was not so terrible.

Poverty tempered Xiao Lan's ability to survive, but apparently did not light up his cooking skills, and may have taken away his taste.

Wang Ke eats the noodles quickly without changing the color, but the hand holding the bowl is hard enough to show the green bars.

Only Luo finished his bowl gracefully and smiled at Xiao Lan: "It's delicious."

Human food is really special. Even simple cooking can turn it into a completely unrelated raw material. Mr. Luo, who was eating human food for the first time, thought so.

Then he gained the admiration of the other two eyes.

Man, it's a ruthless man!

After eating this imaginative dinner, the four left the warehouse.

Because he slept in advance, Xiao Lan did not feel sleepy now, so he and Luo and the Wang family brothers, the four acted in the manor.

It was late at night, and the whole manor was quiet and plunged into silence. Only the occasional maid walked by the candlestick in the corridor.

A room with a faint light caught their attention.

After approaching, they found that the room was the serious butler who had received the player before. The butler was still meticulously dressed, and there was no sign of mess in the bun on the head.

The female housekeeper seemed to be studying something, lying on the table and carefully writing and drawing. However, there was only a faint candlelight in the room, and they were far apart and could not see what was inside.

The identity of the housekeeper is very important to the manor, and what she is writing may be the key clue.

Xiao Lan whispered: "Luo...Fello, can your skills detect what the housekeeper is writing?"

He almost forgot that Luo's pseudonym used to face the player was Ferro.

Luo Lima realized Xiao Lan's meaning, he nodded: "Yes."

He stretched out his hand with black gloves and pressed it gently against the wall. An invisible black shadow from the Wang family brothers spread towards the room, gradually covering what was being written in front of the housekeeper, and quickly withdrew after a while.

Throughout the process, the housekeeper was unaware, she even took time to drink a cup of coffee.

"It's a drawing of the manor." Luo said, "It seems to be preparing for renovation."

Xiao Lan: "Is there anything unusual in it?"

Luo recalled: "There is a room with a cross in it. It should be a very good room in terms of size and location. It may have belonged to a person with a relatively high status."

Xiao Lan: "A manor of such a large size usually lives in an entire family. But there is only Mrs. Bella as the owner. It seems very strange. Could it be that many people lived here, and that the room originally had the owner? "

Wang Teddy raised his hand: "I think it is very likely, and have you found that there is not only no other master here, not even a male servant."

The maid... they may be by your side. Xiao Lan thought of the suspected maid in the cloakroom.

Xiao Lan turned around and asked Luo: "Can you redraw what you just saw?"

Luo nodded: "No problem."

Several people quietly returned to the player's floor, and they entered Luo's room.

Luo found the pen and paper, lit the candlestick on the table, and drew the drawings he had just seen exactly.

Wang Teddy gave a compliment: "Filo, you are amazing!"

Luo smiled: "It's nothing, it's just about my skills."

He deliberately did not elaborate on details, only categorized his abilities as skills. Wang Teddy doesn't ask, after all, skills for players are related to their own lives. Most people are unwilling to be known, except for Wang Teddy, who reveals himself.

Xiao Lan proposed to go to the room to investigate.

Wang Teddy nodded and agreed.

Wang Ke watched them all without saying a word, and did not interfere with his brother's game choices, just like watching him grow up and only intending to make a shot at a critical time.

According to the drawings, several people came to a corridor.

There is only a gorgeous wall in the room on the drawing, but the location of this wall is indeed very strange. The corridor is narrowed out of thin air, and the pattern is very strange.

Xiao Lan stretched out his hand to buckle the wall, and what came from him was a solid wall feel, but judging from the sound, the wall was not thick. It seems that the room is still sealed with masonry, which is troublesome.

Xiao Lan originally thought that the room was only locked, and then he could easily unlock the door. But the bricks must destroy this wall, so it will make a loud noise, unless the whole manor is deaf, they cannot sneak in quietly.

Watching Xiao Lan frown, Wang Teddy asked: "What's wrong?"

Xiao Lan said: "The sound of destroying this wall is too loud, it is estimated that it will disturb many people."

Wang Teddy breathed a sigh of relief: "No problem, look at me."

He closed his eyes and found it in his storage props. A moment later, a pot-like prop appeared on Wang Teddy's hand, and he said to Xiao Lan: "This should be okay, there is no sound. After growing up, the sound in the area it covers will be completely isolated."

Wang Teddy placed the silent sound on the wall and tapped on the flower pot. The transparent light green vine shook instantly, growing at a speed visible to the naked eye, climbing on the wall, and finally breaking through the wall Restrictions have grown into the air.

After a moment, the space where Xiao Lan and they were located was surrounded by it, like a transparent cocoon. A leaf gently swept Xiao Lan's back of his hand, but did not bring any sense of touch.

Seeing Xiao Lan looking at Wu Yinluo, Wang Teddy explained: "This is a kind of plant with no solids, and only has the effect of sound insulation. It is a common prop in a mid-level field."

Thinking of his storage space with nothing but envelopes and retrograde memories, Xiao Lan felt a gap between free players and krypton players.

Wang Ke stepped forward, a blood-red long knife appeared in his hand, and he was facing the wall, posing with a knife.

"Wait." Xiao Lan hurriedly stopped him, "I'll come, I will pierce the wall."

Demolish the wall! This is a good chance to get the poverty value rightly!

Thinking of removing the brick in the last copy to get the experience of poverty value, then looking at this gorgeous and attractive wall, Xiao Lan's heart was fiery.

Wang Ke put away the knife without a word, and walked aside.

Seeing Wang Teddy still standing by the wall, Xiao Lan raised his hand to signal: "Teddy, if you go further, the power of wall penetration is greater."

"Oh." Wang Teddy walked behind his brother in small steps, waiting to see through the wall.

I saw Xiao Lan step back a few steps, trot and sprint to speed up, then jumped up and kicked towards the wall.

"Boom--"

The walls fell down, revealing the delicate wooden doors inside.

Teddy Wang hiding behind his brother: "..."

This **** is still a physical skill...