I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games

Back in the room, Xiao Lan finally enjoyed the rare cleanliness.

He returned to the crunching bed, which smelled of rust, and was uncomfortable to lie down, preparing for a formal rest.

Looking away, he saw Luo, who ran to the window and stalked, and Luo's back appeared lonely and lonely by the window. Xiao Lan once again felt like a blackhearted landlord and was bullying the poor long-term worker.

Conscience, there is a loss of pain.

He beckoned to Luo: "Or, are you sitting by the bed?"

He moved two more times, and the bed frame creaked again. But the stumbled landlord had prepared a bed that was a little bit bigger, and there wasn't much room to move away from the wall.

In the faint night light, Luo Wei slightly raised the corner of his lips: "Observe, sir."

He walked towards Xiao Lan, sat gently on the edge of the bed, made no sound, and just kept the entrance of the iron fence beside the bed.

The whole building had almost no residents except them, and no sound came from the false city outside the window. The sound of the night wind was extremely clear at the moment.

At this moment, the world seemed particularly silent.

Quiet is quiet, but... so hot!

The hot environment, coupled with the seemingly heavy rain is coming, the air is as hot and humid as the bathroom just after the shower, and the blowing wind can't bring a trace of coolness.

When Luo just sat down, a part of his back was attached to Xiao Lan. Xiao Lan discovered at this time that Luo's clothes did not know what the material was, and he was as cold as himself, and the temperature of humans would not become hot, just like a large ice pillow.

Xiao Lan couldn't help but leaned towards him quietly, Luo didn't look back, it seemed that he acquiesced in his actions.

Seeing Luo did not mean to resist, Xiao Lan fell asleep in this position.

Not to mention, Luo is really a good partner for home travel. I don’t know if it’s warm in winter, but it’s cool in summer.

After a moment.

Luo felt that the sound of his breath was long and even.

He turned around and looked at the man with a serious look.

Xiao Lan looked very quiet and soft after falling asleep. His breathing was calm, like a weak and harmless creature, totally unreminiscent of the way the foot kicked the murderer and punched **oss when he woke up.

However, from the sleeping face of Zhang Junxiu, he could not read the answer he wanted.

He was like a ghost with nowhere to come, wrapped in a passing traveler, hoping that the other party would take him to a distant place, but he didn't even know where he was.

What is Xiao Lan to him?

A handy assistant, a partner on the road together, or... a monster that is unpredictable.

Luo thought in the night, thinking that he would think like this every time he came to silence, thinking about these problems that he knew would have no result.

Because if he stopped thinking, he would feel that he was a dead thing, without breathing, heartbeat, or thinking, not what is the dead thing?

He hates this feeling.

At this moment a faint wave came from the air.

But did not escape Luo's perception.

When Xiao Lan slept, Luo was already covered with shadows that were invisible to others in this room. It can be said that this room is now furnished with the Tianluodi net.

The wave seems to be caused by an insect flapping its wings. The source of the wave is gradually approaching Xiao Lan's position. It is trying to enter through the gap of the fence beside the bed, but a slender palm with black gloves caught it Too.

Luo looked at his palm, where it looked empty, but his perception told him that there was a small bug in it, and he was now struggling.

The black shadow floated from the palm of the hand, forming a round ball, which slowly shrank, engulfing what was struggling.

After a moment.

Feeling that the vitality in his hand had disappeared, Luo's lips opened and closed and said silently: Sorry, but I can't let you disturb my husband.

Looking at Xiao Lan who was still sleeping peacefully next to him, Luo smiled silently.

At the same time, in the dark, in a narrow room.

A man covered his eyes and gave out a reluctant cry: "Well--"

The severe pain made his spine arch, shaking unceasingly.

After waiting for the pain to pass, he gasped and propped up his body, with cold sweat spread all over his face: "Oh... a keen guy..."

Early the next morning.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Xiao Lan was awakened by a huge burst of smashing.

The voice was so direct to the soul that it scared him to jump straight out of the bed, and he forgot the size and height of the bed, and ran into Luo's back.

"His--" Xiao Lan fell to the bed with her head covered.

What kind of long did Luo eat? Why is his back so hard? Like a ten-ton steel plate, it clearly feels like a muscle.

Luo, the victim who looks like the culprit, turned back innocently: "Good morning, sir."

"Early..." Xiao Lan said weakly.

Luo helped him organize his clothes, and by the way, the bug that sneaked in quietly last night. Although Luo Ji couldn't figure out the name of this bug, but his analysis should be a kind of exploration props, which is more advanced than the latent image and the eye of space and time encountered before, that is to say, this is a means from the player.

Xiao Lan immediately became alert, who wanted to check his details? What is the purpose?

He felt that he was now in a cloud of mist, and he knew nothing about what his opponent wanted to do.

When going out to wash, Xiao Lan took the opportunity to find the original residents to understand the situation and wondered what happened to the knock on the door in the morning. As a result, this group of people looked as if they were strange, saying that it was the landlord.

It's really a dedicated landlord who makes the tenants uncomfortable...

It's time for breakfast.

On the table, the raw materials are still not visible. Players are a little nauseated, but they still have to eat for the physical strength of the next few days.

Wu Ting squeezed into his mouth reluctantly, and then took a deep breath with frowning, then lifted up the chopsticks. She looked at Xiao Lan, who was eating fast without changing her face, and felt sincere admiration in her heart.

They are all humans, why is this guy so good.

Strong, it is too strong.

At that moment the couple walked out of the room greasyly.

"Baby, you are so beautiful today!"

"You look good today~"

"How come I have such a beautiful girlfriend~"

"Hate~"

As if I had forgotten that I greeted each other's whole family last night and even got into a fight, the couple was really a strange symbiosis model.

Watching the two walk over as if they were conjoined babies, the players suddenly felt more nauseated.

At this time, the couple's talents raised their heads, and looked at today's breakfast table. At the same time, Xiao Lan and Luo who were eating were breaking into their eyes.

The movements of the two men stiff instantly.

Yesterday's inhumane experience is still vivid, they now feel as if they are still wrapped in a thick quilt.

In an instant, they did not tremble, nor did they need to support each other when walking. The two sat quietly at the table and sat down at the table. They chose the place farthest from Xiao Lan and began to eat silently. Even the daily feeding sessions that were staged every day were eliminated.

The players watched astonishingly, Wu Ting silently gave the two a thumbs up.

Cultists and pregnant women also went to the table one after another. The cultists were still nagging, and the pregnant women still indulged in eating the things in the bowl without saying a word.

At this time, Wuting said: "Do you know there is a mother and daughter living nearby? The mother looks very thin, and the girl looks young and very lively."

The cultists thought for a while: "Oh, they live here. But I didn't see anyone early in the morning, and I didn't know where to go. This woman, how can I not find a man?" Follow it, just come out and show your head, God wants to punish her..."

"God, you will not allow your disobedience..."

He pointed at Wu Ting's **** red dress again: "You, deliberately dressed like this is tempting the world! God won't forgive you!"

Wu Ting rolled his noble cold eyes to him and said that he did not want to speak at all.

Xiao Lan thought, too big brother, you are only tempted by silicone and sponge pads. Don't believe in cults, come and believe in science.

Ignoring the blindness of the cultists, the players are a little bit puzzled. Yesterday, the mother and daughter took the elevator with them. If they live here, why not come back? They are obviously the elevator under this floor, where can they go after getting off the elevator?

After a while, breakfast was almost over.

Xiao Lan scanned the crowd and found that he had never seen Meng Ze. He looked at He Rui: "Why didn't I see Meng Ze today?"

He Rui heard the words and raised his eyes to calmly stare at Xiao Lan: "He said that he wants to investigate something, so he will not have breakfast."

Xiao Lan: "What do you need to go out so early in the morning?"

He Rui still looked very kind: "Oh, maybe it's not necessarily what clues he has. You can ask him when it's time."

Xiao Lan could not see the guilty conscience and dodge in his face, nor could he read anything else. Maybe he really didn't know it, or this is an old fox with deep skills.

After breakfast, the player's behavior is not restricted.

Xiao Lan planned to follow Luo in this building to see if he could find any clues useful for the fourth day of the party.

The corridor was still dim, with a stale smell, and a gloomy sky outside. The sky before the heavy rain seemed very depressing, and the air was filled with water vapor, which was a little hotter than last night. It made people feel almost breathless.

Many of the doors in the hallway were entangled with wire and it was inconvenient to enter.

Xiao Lan has carefully observed that most of the lock holes on these doors have been rusted. Even if there is a key, they can't be opened. I want to remove the lock on the door.

With the help of Luo's ability to investigate, these rooms are empty, and nothing special is seen.

For now, there is no clue to these rooms, so there is no need to break in at the moment. Xiao Lan decided to go to the elevator first to see if the other floors are the same.

When they were about to walk around the corner, they heard the sound of dragging things.

"rustle……"

"sand--"

This sound is like someone dragging something heavy and not small on the ground. Along with the sound, there was also a bad smell of meat**, especially in the narrow and sultry hallway.

Xiao Lan and Luo glanced at each other, and they stopped at the corner tacitly and looked quietly in the direction of the sound.

At first glance they saw the back of the landlord.

The landlord's skinny body is struggling to drag something in the elevator. The elevator seems to be broken. After opening the door, I don't see the old elevator car before, but the mechanical structure of the elevator roof.

Because of the obstruction of the angle, the two could not see what was dragging in his hand.

The landlord was very happy at this time, and there was an indescribable excitement on his face: "Come here~ No one should leave."

He even hummed, the song was dumb and unpleasant, like the cries of a crow.

"Hey..." The landlord's laughter echoed in the corridor, creating a weird feeling in the silent space.

As he moved, the things in the elevator were dragged out bit by bit. Black, long, soft texture, spread on the ground, it seems to be-hair.

Then, other parts appeared slowly, shoulders, chest, arms that had begun to plaque...

As the body slowly appeared, Xiao Lan suddenly discovered that the clothes on the body were extremely familiar.

This is-the mother's clothes in the elevator!

The landlord stroked her hair in excitement and set the woman's body aside. He reached into the top of the elevator again. This time the body pulled out was much smaller, and the landlord easily dragged her out.

Xiao Lan, the corpse's clothes, is also very familiar, this is the little girl counting in the elevator.

Along with the body rolling, there is a small red ball.

Although the small ball is now covered with dust and oil on the top of the elevator, it looks very dirty. But for this little ball, Xiao Lan is very familiar with it. Isn't this the ball that he helped him pick up during the shower? He was nourished by the shower.

The corpses of the two have been a little bit worse, and the skin color has changed significantly and swelled up. Even according to the current temperature, the death time should have exceeded 24 hours.

The cultists also said that they did not see them early in the morning yesterday. It is very likely that the mother and daughter were already dead yesterday morning.

However, in the elevator just before yesterday's dinner, the players also met the mother and daughter!

What did they see at that time...

At that time, they looked normal, but did they know they were dead?

Xiao Lan recalled that in the light box at the top of the elevator, players briefly saw the shadow of one hand flash by. Would it be the little girl's hand, just because the elevator moved accidentally rolled down.

After the mother and daughter left the elevator, they disappeared, and it seems to be explained that because they were already dead at that time, the ghost naturally does not need to find a place to sleep.

In addition, the little girl counted ten people in the nine-person elevator, and the players were already beating. But according to the current situation, it was human at the time-actually only seven.

What else is there?

Thinking of this, Xiao Lan suddenly felt a cold sweat behind him. It wasn't how terrible a ghost was, but this feeling of subverting the original cognition was still too exciting.