I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games

Xiao Lan, who performed physical wall penetration, awaited the system's prompt with hope.

A second passed...

Two seconds passed...

Three seconds passed...

After waiting for ten seconds, no system prompt appeared! There is no hint of the destruction of the scene being noticed by the boss, nor of the increase in poverty, as if he had just kicked a wall of air.

No, this shouldn't be!

Wang Teddy drilled through a hole in the wall and saw Xiao Lanleng in front of the door, asking: "What's wrong?"

Xiao Lan's voice drifted a little: "Why did the system prompt no damage when the scene was destroyed."

Wang Teddy thought about it: "Is it attracting the attention of the boss? Some games will be like this. Players have all kinds of speculations. It may be that some bosses or npc are rich in money. Don't mind this little money at all."

"Anyway, it's better for players to find clues." After that, Wang Teddy ran to check the door.

Small, small money...

Xiao Lan suddenly felt a pain from the depths of his soul, such a gorgeous manor, so many antiques, so many values ​​of poverty... but he could only watch, and could not take any of them away.

Mrs. Bella, look at this wall, isn't it fragrant? Can you give it a little place in your heart?

Now, he misses the staggering brother Zhang Dong, even a few light bulbs can be counted on his head.

It’s not worth it.

Perhaps Xiao Lan’s loss was too obvious, Luo came over and patted his shoulder gently: "Sir."

Xiao Lan exhaled: "I'm fine, let's go."

When Wang Teddy, who was studying the door lock on the door, turned it away, Xiao Lan was in poor condition. This time it took almost ten seconds to open the door. Under Wang Teddy's admiring gaze, he pushed open the door.

The door turned out to be a children's room.

By the candlelight in the corridor, the room could barely be seen.

The room was decorated with a lot of bows, pasted with some peeling floral wallpapers, and a beautifully contoured bed was placed in the middle, with a delicate white lace bed mantle. It is now somewhat decaying. It should have been It is warm and comfortable. There are a lot of gray toys on the bed, the sofa and even the carpet. This should be a room for little girls.

Xiao Lan walked into the room, and a murky air that would only be available in the room that had been closed for too long rushed over, causing him to frown, but unfortunately the window in this room was also closed and he could not open the window for ventilation.

The room was dim and it was not easy to find clues. Xiao Lan originally wanted Luo to quietly release the shadow to investigate. As a result, kryptonite player Wang Teddy directly took out an emergency light-like prop, which suddenly made the room a lot brighter.

Wang Teddy pointed the finger at the lights: "This is called a "nuclear emergency light". No matter how long it is left, it can maintain lighting as long as it is not damaged. It is easy to find in the trading area where the player is stationed. Most players will prepare a similar prop. Chances are you should get one too."

Xiao Lan, the poor man who has nothing to trade: "..."

The personal property he currently owns is only the envelope and counterclockwise with Luo, and they are all bound.

"Look at this." Luo's voice attracted their attention.

Luo was standing by the sofa, holding a piece of paper in his hand and waving at them gently.

Xiao Lan stepped forward and looked at the things in Luo Luo's hands through the light of the nuclear emergency light. It was a picture, the painter's brushstrokes were very naive, and there was a childish interest in the picture.

It seems that this is a child's work. Although he is a child, his painting level has already surpassed Luo's new futuristic soul art.

On the left side of the screen is a woman with long curly hair, wearing a gorgeous long skirt, on the right is a little girl, wearing a cute pettiskirt, wearing a bow tie, they hold hands, but the little girl is not painted on the face Department, it seems a little weird.

"Sister" is written under the woman, "Anne" is written under the little girl, and there is a sentence "Sister is the gentlest person in the world, Annie loves sister" at the bottom.

Annie, will it be the owner of this room? Where did she and her sister go again?

Several people continued to search in the room. After a while, Xiao Lan found a medical record in the drawer beside the bed.

In the doctor's wild writing, Xiao Lan struggled to distinguish the content above.

The medical record records Anne's condition. She has an unknown family genetic disease, which causes the patient's bones to deform, change their appearance, grow abnormally, and swell or collapse some of their limbs.

This may explain why Anne's painting does not have her own face. She is obviously a beautiful girl who loves so beautifully, but her face has been deformed by genetic diseases.

Annie has been ill continuously since she was two years old, and her condition has deteriorated rapidly. Until she was about eight years old, new medical records have been added almost every week, and these records have not reached the age of nine.

And this room looks like a children's room, there is no girlish atmosphere.

Xiao Lan closed her medical record: "Annie may have died at the age of eight."

Wang Teddy was quite sympathetic: "This child has spent the rest of his life in pain."

Then they found a second painting.

In this painting, there is only the elder sister wearing a gorgeous dress, perhaps to highlight the beauty of the elder sister. The child who is painting is still painted with flowers around her, and the petals are flying exaggeratedly. I can see that I like my sister very much. .

But this time she didn't paint her sister's face. Not only that, this painting has more weirdness.

The elder sister stepped on many stacked human figures. From the perspective of clothing, she should be female, even similar to the maid's clothes in the manor. Surrounded by her sister were a group of men in one-kneeling, gorgeous dresses on their knees, and the expression on their faces was extremely fanatical.

This sister, who looks like a queen bee, is surrounded and sought after by drone.

Turning over the paper, the child in the back wrote “Annie still likes her sister” in childish strokes.

This "still" always gives people an ominous feeling. If it is not something bad enough to make a change in attitude, it will not use the word to mean that it will still be the same as before.

What happened to my sister, would it have something to do with her losing her face in the painting? Did she get sick?

Wang Teddy took a breath and said: "Hi-how come this picture looks so weird? This sister looks wrong."

Xiao Lan: "I have a guess, but there is still a little evidence."

At this moment, Luo took a plush toy, and he turned over the metal plate on the neck of the toy and handed it to Xiao Lan. Xiao Lan fixed his eyes on it.

It says "To my dearest sister", and the payment is-Bella.

At this point, the clues related to Anne are complete.

Xiao Lan showed the metal plate on the toy to Wang Teddy: "Annie's sister is Mrs. Bella, and Mrs. Bella's family has a terrible genetic disease that will torture the sick to nothing."

"Annie got sick when she was very young. She liked her gentle and pretty sister, and Bella didn't get sick until she was about adulthood. Perhaps when the whole family thought she had escaped, her fate still didn't let her go. ."

"However, this still does not explain Mrs. Bella's appearance now."

"We should be missing other clues."

No matter how terrible the genetic disease is, it won't change the species? And Mrs. Bella's body looked very strong, not as if she had been tortured for years.

And Mrs. Bella's character, Anne said that Bella is the gentlest person in the world, but now she can't feel it at all. There should be something else in it, so that the Bella written by Anne became the current Mrs. Bella.

After no further information was found here, several people retreated.

At the door, Wang Teddy once again took advantage of the krypton player, took out props to restore the wall, and even no dust left on the ground, Xiao Lan was envious.

Why is it also poor, and the difference between people is still so big?

After that, several people decided to go back to the room and sleep.

When they passed by the kitchen, they could still hear Mrs. Bella's singing, as if she didn't need to sleep, she worked tirelessly on dark cooking in the kitchen.

This perseverance and conscientious match with her cooking level are extremely bitter.

Go back to the room.

Xiao Lan pointedly noticed that his door had been opened, and the fiber he had caught in the crack of the door when he closed the door was now missing.

He opened the door carefully, followed by Luo who found that his expression was wrong and chose to follow.

Everything looks normal in the room, everything stays in its original place. Xiao Lan walked around the room and found nothing wrong. As he looked up, he saw two inverted handprints appearing above the tall window. It looked like someone was peeping into the room from above.

The fingerprint is too small, like a female size.

Here is the fourth floor, and the room is very tall and open. The distance from the upper floor to the windows of this floor is more than one person’s height, and you want to leave an inverted handprint unless the person is lying outside like a gecko On the wall.

Is it still possible to do this?

The two looked out, and there was no clue other than the handprint.

When closing the window, Xiao Lan accidentally knocked over an unknown decoration placed beside the window, the thing knocked on the ground, and the delicate appearance was knocked out of a gap.

Similarly, there is no destruction scene or any hints related to poverty values, indicating that Mrs. Bella does not care about these properties.

"Sir." Luo Lan's voice diverted Xiao Lan's attention.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Lan asked.

"Allow me to watch you tonight, it turns out that the room is no longer safe." Luo's expression looked serious.

Xiao Lan thought about the traces that appeared on the door inexplicably, thought about the door to be opened again, and finally glanced at the handprints on his window. Indeed, from the current situation, the two are safer.

Luo continued to put forward the reason: "This is for safe customs clearance. You promised me that you will lead me through customs clearance, and you don't have to worry about this level of vigilance making me tired."

Xiao Lan finally nodded and agreed.

But when he was lying in bed, he felt something was wrong.

Luo stood in the dark and stared at him motionlessly. The tall figure looked like a ghost in the faint moonlight. The golden eyes with the disguise gleamed in the light, like a wild cat watching a grave in a cemetery, making people feel stressed. Multiply...

There are ghosts after sleeping!

Xiao Lan patted the position beside him helplessly: "Luo, you should lie down, anyway, the bed here is wide enough."

Luo sounded with a smile: "Sir, I don't need sleep."

Xiao Lan: "You should give me a consolation of the conscience of this black-hearted boss."

"Ok."

Then Xiao Lan felt a little sag around him, and a body without temperature approached him. Luo's sleeping position is very peaceful. In order to keep quiet, Luo's body can't feel a trace of breathing and pulse, which can only be regarded as a standby state.

Quiet like a corpse.

This... is still very stressful. Luo may not quite understand the human division of the quiet range.

Forget it, make up.

Xiao Lan slept in such a weird state. Unnoticed, the people around him in the darkness gave a satisfied smile.

Early the next morning, players led by the maid to another restaurant.

They thought they would be poisoned by Mrs. Bella's loving food today, but they didn't expect breakfast to look exceptionally normal. The roasted soft and fragrant bread is next to the well-fried sausages and eggs, with cheese and salad, and it looks particularly attractive.

The players hesitated for a moment. Except for Qi Ning, who seemed to be able to live by drinking the wind, he played with a knife and showed no interest in the fragrant food on the table.

One can't help but wonder if he is so thin and hungry.

At this time, the player with a white stamp on the door last night suddenly snapped the table and stood up angrily: "How can these things be eaten! I want to eat the food made by Mrs. Bella!"

The players looked at him one after another.

I saw his face excited, waving his hands frantically: "These are all things, Mrs. Bella's dishes are delicious on earth, you are right!"

Two other players who had eaten the dishes made by Mrs. Bella at the dinner yesterday also echoed excitedly:

"Yes, yes! These things can't be eaten at all!"

"Hurry them down!"

"I smell sick!"

"The housekeeper, we want Mrs. Bella's food!"

It seems that the unlucky guy was unconsciously recruited last night. The three now seem to have completely lost their normal judgment, and only Mrs. Bella is in their hearts.

Wang Teddy whispered: "Will it be addictive to eat Mrs. Bella's food? This game not only insults my aesthetic, but even my taste."

After talking about it, I remembered Xiao Lan's cooking last night. He shivered and decided not to talk about this topic.

Xiao Lan was left alone and forced.

At this time, the butler was attracted by the commotion here and appeared in the restaurant. She still held her chin and said blankly: "How can Mrs. Bella prepare three meals for you like a cook, can you enjoy the skills of his wife again? It depends on your performance."

The three men were excited:

"I can do anything for Mrs. Bella!"

"me too!"

"Please tell me! I am willing to do anything!"

The butler raised the corner of his mouth with satisfaction, greeted the three of them to leave, and the restaurant suddenly became quiet.

Xiao Lan reached out and took a loaf of bread. What the butler just said and the performance of the three players showed that these foods were not prepared by Mrs. Bella, but they could have a peace of mind.

He also took the opportunity to grab a few more and put them into his storage space. As a result, the system prompts "This item is not a prop and cannot be stored." It seems that players are not allowed to avoid risks in this way.

Xiao Lan could only regret to eat a few more.

After eating breakfast, Xiao Lan and Luo continued to look for clues in the manor.

The fifth floor of the manor belongs to Mrs. Bella, and each staircase is guarded by a maid, and it is not easy to enter. But now it has not reached the point where Mrs. Bella must be approached to find clues. Xiao Lan temporarily let go of this layer for the time being.

The two came to the manor's library.

Although it is a library, this area is much larger than many bookstores in reality. Each of the bookcases at the top of the room stands, with a lot of candlesticks to provide lighting. A tall ladder is set aside. There are sofas and tables not far from each bookcase, which can be read by anyone at any time.

Xiao Lan tried to find a little record about Mrs. Bella’s family here. Even if this kind of library is open to guests, confidential information will not be placed, but the basic information and the merits of his family will always be left to show off.

However, there was nothing under the careful search of Luo's shadow.

There is a vacant area on a bookshelf. Looking at the traces, I have put a lot of books, but then they were all removed. This family is as if it does not exist, and the information is covered strictly.

Did Mrs. Bella do it? She didn't want to be known about her family information. Even the people in the manor called her only the name. No one ever mentioned what Bella's surname was.

Suddenly Xiao Lan found a small gap at the edge of the old bookshelf. He gently tossed there and found that it was a small vertical drawer with a circular plate on the side. When it opened, it was a small key. hole.

It looks like a place for treasure, and the traces seem to have been so long that the treasure hunters have forgotten. Xiao Lan first confirmed whether there was an office nearby, and then carefully opened the drawer.

Inside the drawer is a golden dagger with delicate carvings on it, which looks very advanced.

[Name: Blade of Demeter (advanced props, unbound)]

[Ability: It seems that you are rich, our local tyrants are even different from cutting a fruit]

[Explanation: Toys of wealthy people]

Is there any use for this ability! !

But what are the toys of rich people? Xiao Lan grabbed the dagger in his hand suspiciously.

"Poverty value reduced by 30w, Xiao Lan was corroded by capital! It is the shame of the poor!"

Xiao Lan: "..."

He put the dagger back in place.

"Poverty increased by 30w, and lost his way, Xiao Lan was saved."

Lying! Do I even use valuable props? ! What the **** is this setting? !

If you can't use valuable props in the future...

Xiao Lan imagined that when he played against other players in the future, the other party pulled out the master sword of the legendary sword **** level, and he took out the broom stick?

This **** looks very imposing! ! !