I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games

Xiao Lan puffed up the long-lost furry, and although the shape is a little soul, but the feel is still as good as before.

He and Duan Xueyin were sitting in different positions in the corridor. Both of them did not speak, but waited quietly for dawn.

There was already a clear white on the horizon. Obviously the night was about to pass.

Although it seems that there is no other danger at this time, the players are still vigilant, as long as there is no customs clearance for one second, they may be in danger at any time. Coming to the world is such a place where people can't let their vigilance down.

Soon after, the sound of two door openings sounded one after another.

Xiao Lan turned her head and found that Wu Ting and Li Haokuan came out of two different rooms.

Their condition is not too good, it looks like they have experienced a lot of battles, and both of them have wounds of varying degrees.

Li Haokuan's neck and arms were covered with bandages, and blood stains oozed out of them. The black vest also coagulated some blood stains that did not seem obvious.

Wu Ting's arm was bandaged on one side and bruised on his wrist. There were also many fine bruises and bruises on his body, which looked conspicuous on his fair skin. The red skirt on his body was also damaged a lot in the battle. The skirt opened a big mouth and opened to the thigh, and his legs were looming during the walk.

Straight man Li Haokuan, who knew nothing about it, saw Wuting, and he didn't want to be wounded. His eyes couldn't help but secretly looked at his white slender legs.

Seeing Wuting didn't notice, he glanced again.

I watched the whole process and knew that Xiaoting's original appearance was Xiao Lan: "..."

He was a little unbearable to let the silly straight man know the truth, which might have a devastating blow on his worldview.

Brother, do you know he might be bigger than you?

Wu Ting came over to say hello to Xiao Lan, and when he saw that Luo hadn't seen him, he also asked, "What about Fellow? I'm not used to it without you being together."

Xiao Lan said: "The two of us were separated before, and we didn't encounter it when we passed the room. Probably bad luck."

Wu Ting raised his eyebrows, showing a good play smile: "Oh~ Then he might be mad, after all, he was reluctant to leave after following you in one step."

Xiao Lan didn't believe it: "How can it be so exaggerated?"

"Naive, superficial, and ignorant." Wu Ting shook his head and looked at the fool's eyes, "Suddenly sympathized with him."

Xiao Lan: "..."

Why do you, a big lady in women, despise me?

Next, perhaps the ghosts were beaten by Xiao Lan, and then the time was unexpectedly calm, harassment hidden in the dark, and did not kill the boss with a carbine.

In the players' silent waiting, the sky finally dawned. Everything around faded away like a faded picture, replaced by boundless darkness.

"Ding Dong--"

"Congratulations to the player Xiao Lan's customs clearance game "Apartment No. 404""

I don't know if this copy is too poor, or whether the boss was beaten by Xiao Lan to autism, but no reward was given.

Xiao Lan took Luo and did not stay too much in the darkness after customs clearance. He went directly to his room.

At this time it was already dark, and the neon outside the window embellished the interior with a color.

While Luo was still awake, Xiao Lan threw it into the bathtub and rinsed it several times with the vegetable washing posture. After washing out several tanks of sewage, the black cat finally washed out the original color.

Carefully drying the hair, Xiao Lan put Luo on the sofa in the living room.

The black cat closed his eyes, still not breathing and heartbeat, and looked like he walked peacefully.

He reached out and touched Luo's head, um, Fangfang's.

Suddenly a bit cheap, Xiao Lan picked up the apple for decoration on the shelf next to it and put it on Luo's head. It was a square brain, and it was really stable.

It didn't mean to wake up at the first half meeting of Luo, Xiao Lan stood up and took a bath to go to bed. After sleeping for a few days, the crunching iron bed was lying in a big bed made by the world in his room. He was very comfortable, and he soon fell asleep.

I don't know how long I slept. Xiao Lan was awakened by the hunger in his stomach.

He just remembered that he didn't eat the last supper in apartment 404. Not only did he not eat, but he jumped up and down for several games. After returning, he took a bath and forgot to eat.

Xiao Lan struggled for five minutes, trying to use everything in his dream, but unfortunately sleepiness could not overcome hunger.

Listening to the rumbling noises coming from my stomach, I can't help it, so I'll get up and cook a noodle.

Xiao Lan pushed the door open, but found a figure sitting back to him towards the window, looking at the raindrops falling outside the window. There was only a lamp beside him, as if he was isolated from the world, and seemed very lonely.

Xiao Lan surprise: "Luo!"

Luo turned his head, his eyes were no longer disguised as black light gold, like stars in the night, he smiled at Xiao Lan with the gentle smile that the other party was most familiar with: "Sir, good evening."

Xiao Lan turned on the lights smoothly, and the instant warm light dispelled the loneliness in the room: "Why don't you turn on the lights?"

Luo looked at the lamp beside him, and his eyes were a little warm: "It is enough to have it."

Xiao Lan's eyes crossed Luo and looked at the window behind him: "I didn't expect it would rain when it came to the world. This is the first time I saw it."

"There is no normal weather change in the world." Luo looked at the rain outside the window, his face dimmed. "According to my memory, the rain only shows one thing-an abnormal state has been cleared."

Xiao Lan remembered what Wang Teddy said before, the game seems to have a lot of loopholes, a large number of contract players go out to solve things.

Don't know what happened?

After fixing the loophole, the player should be safer to clear the game, but it also shows that the advent of the world has improved the control of the game. Is it good or bad for the player?

Seeing Xiao Lan preparing to pass towards the storage cabinet, Luo asked: "Does Mr. want to eat?"

Xiao Lan answered while rummaging for instant noodles: "Well, I cook instant noodles."

Luo Qi stepped forward: "Please give it to me, sir. The previous things have caused you trouble."

After a moment.

Xiao Lan satisfactorily holding the bowl and eating: "This pimple soup is delicious, you are really gifted to cook!"

In fact, the noodle Luo is cooked: "..."

He also thought that Xiao Lan would eat so deliciously with the 404 landlord, and decided to ignore the praise about his culinary talent.

For now... let's eat the dishes of the player's restaurant first.

After eating supper, Xiao Lan and Luo talked about what happened in the previous game. Of course, they concealed what was hanged when he did not find the landlord’s weakness, and asked Luo what happened after he absorbed the new part. .

"It's a bit of improvement." Luo reached out his hand and issued a black edge towards the wall. The edge silently but deeply cut the wall, and then the wall slowly began to repair itself.

Xiao Lan was excited: "We are not two melee teams at last!"

Luo just smiled at him.

After Xiao Lan's excitement had almost passed, Luo continued to say: "I saw in my memory that it was myself who tore me into pieces."

Xiao Lan's smile receded: "You?"

Luo thought for a moment: "It should be exactly the same face as mine. Except for the process of being torn apart in that memory, only the flasher's face flashed at that moment, and the others could not be seen clearly, but I can be sure that it is indeed my face."

Xiao Lan frowned, is this a realistic version of me beating myself? It's the same kind of death.

What a hatred this is.

What kind of pain it should be to completely tear the whole person down, Xiao Lan did not dare to think, as an ordinary human, he could not imagine. But looking at Luo's reaction at the time, it must have been a pain that was almost crazy, before he could make a proud him out of that state.

Seeing Xiao Lan's worried expression, Luo comforted him instead: "Don't worry, sir. This is all a thing of the past, and now I have recovered quickly with your help."

Xiao Lan smiled at him: "Well, you will get better and better."

Luo Qing's golden eyes met him: "We all will."

At this time the night was deep, and Xiao Lan and Luo were ready to go back to bed after talking.

As he turned to open the door, Luo suddenly appeared behind Xiao Lan from the couch on which he was sitting, trapping him between his body and the door panel.

A low voice sounded in Xiao Lan's ear: "Sir, when I lost consciousness, did you do anything that would worry me?"

Xiao Lan felt that his spine was cold, and his heart was too empty to dare to face it.

Could it be that he tore his neck, tied him into a small sweet pig and threw it aside to eat ashes and turned into a flower chicken exposed!

Xiao Lan forced himself to calm down. He cleared his throat before speaking: "Cough...what? Nothing at all."

Luo seemed to move closer: "Really?"

Xiao Lan told himself not to panic: "Well, that's right."

"Okay." Luo smiled lowly, and a slight breath flicked over, making people's ears a little numb, "Good night, sir."

"Good night, good night." Xiao Lan closed the door in a panic than a ghost behind her, and slipped back to bed like an escape.

Looking at the closed door in front of him, Luo's emotions are indescribably complicated.

In the long sleep that seemed to be unable to wait for the end, with the pain of tearing the soul, his consciousness seemed to sink and float in the deep sea. I don't know when a familiar **** smell briefly awakened his consciousness. He can be sure that it was Xiao Lan's blood.

He should have been injured when he lost consciousness.

I don't know what kind of difficult battle I have experienced. It is quite difficult to get so scarred. Perhaps it's not too much to say.

At that time, he was in the process of absorbing and digesting the rest of himself. The swallowed instinct allowed Luo to unconsciously absorb a little bit of Xiao Lan's blood, and fully integrated into himself. Afterwards, there seemed to be something in the nether world that made the relationship between the two more even. Close.

But when Xiao Lan talked about the previous things, he was just a light and breezy look, with no intention of complaining to him at all.

The unintentional master concealed the injury, and in addition to feeling distressed, he also felt some pain and was very powerless. The idea of ​​retrieving what was supposed to be his own strength became stronger.

Luo's eyes flashed golden slightly, and next time, he would not allow such a thing to happen.

However, the current state of closer ties between the two people still makes Luo feel very happy.

In the future, even if Xiao Lan wants to get rid of him, it will become extremely difficult.

The dark room was restored. To celebrate this good news that only he knew, Luo decided to buy another car after returning to the real world.

"As my host, how can there be only one car when I go out."

"Let me think... Bugatti Veyron, this is it."