I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games

The players looked at the table and things didn't move. They seemed to be forced to stand on the edge of the cliff, facing the choice between life and death. And this choice seems to be left and right and dead.

The atmosphere in the restaurant seemed to solidify for a while. Players looked at each other, but no one moved.

Seeing the players haven't moved for a long time, "Grandma" narrowed her small eyes dangerously: "What's wrong? Are you, my children, you picky eaters? Picky eaters aren't what good kids should do."

Players hesitated, turning their gaze between grandma, coke, and muddle, making it difficult to choose.

"What about you? Good boy." She turned her head closer and looked at the player who was sitting on her right hand, her mouth wide open almost over his head.

The player was watched by her and could not help shaking, subconsciously picked up a piece of "grandma" special coke, he took a deep breath several times and could not convince himself to eat this thing.

Not only that, but under the watchful eye of "Grandma", he was shaking more and more, even shaking with the entire desktop.

Upon seeing this, "Grandma" let out an unpleasant hum.

The sound was not loud, but it was like the last straw that crushed the camel. It scared the player that the coke that was crumbling rolled down directly, and a crisp sound was made on the table, and then the player was desperate. His eyes rolled all the way to the ground.

Finding that something is not good, the player who is staring trembles with a voice: "Milk, milk, grandma... I, I, I picked it up immediately—"

Without waiting for him to finish talking, the big mouth of "Grandma" hanging over his head would suddenly bite off!

"Click-"

The sound of broken bones is particularly evident in a quiet restaurant at the moment.

At the next moment, the body of the lost head crashed down from the seat, and the blood at the neck fracture spattered out, staining the faces of the two players beside him, and also splashing a lot on the table.

Players were shocked for a moment, they did not expect that death came so suddenly.

The female player who was splashed with blood hurriedly covered her mouth and held back her exclamation. She shivered and looked at the "Grandma" not far away with wide eyes.

"Grandma" was chewing the head in her mouth, with a happy and contented expression on her face.

The hard bones were bitten out in her mouth with a clear voice, but she couldn't stop her sharp teeth. There was still blood in the corners of her mouth, like a very casual lipstick.

With the sound of swallowing, "Grandma" smiled again, blood and minced meat remained between the teeth, and even white tofu-like residue: "Grandma will punish him for his disobedient children."

Her dangerous gaze glanced between the players. Although she knew she might not be able to see clearly, the player being watched couldn't help but get nervous.

They stretched out their hands one after the other-muddled.

At least compared to coke, this one looks more edible.

However, they regretted the next moment.

What the hell! Why is the taste not only soft but also sticky? Is glue added inside? It doesn't taste like food at all, maybe it's better to nibble coke.

With the **** smell in the air and the corpses on the ground, it is almost spitting out.

Just as they all changed their faces, the voice of "Grandma" sounded: "Good kids cannot waste food."

Players can only swallow the things in their mouths with their necks stuck in their eyes.

On the other side, Xiao Lan and Luo ate calmly without changing their faces. Wang Teddy's little curly hair was pulled down, and his expression of destiny sent the batter to his mouth, as if he had put life and death away.

Players now have a consensus at the same time-such a meal can not continue.

Gu Jiangke finished the mess in his bowl with difficulty, and said to "Grandma": "Grandma... You have worked hard to cook."

"Grandma" had a loving smile: "For my most beloved child, what a bit of hard work is worth."

Gu Jiangke continued to say that she tried to make her change her mind: "That's it, grandma. We think that we usually eat too greasy food. The vegetables here are just right for us. We can eat vegetables later."

Players nodded one after another, they like to eat vegetables, vegetables are good for health.

"You are really a group of intimate good children." "Grandma" said to him with a smile, "However, Grandma can't prepare food for you carefully, it's better-let you accompany Grandma for dinner."

Gu Jiangke's face stiffened, and he never expected it to be such a turning point. Under the watch of "Grandma", he could only nod: "Okay...Okay, Grandma."

After the meal, it is the free time for players.

Xiao Lan, Luo, and Wang Teddy walked together. Luo and Wang Teddy said that they had searched several rooms in the morning, but none of them found the key.

Xiao Lan said that he found that "grandma" had a very sharp hearing, and added: "I was searching for her while I was cooking for her, and I didn't find the key."

Wang Teddy's eyes are strange: "You look like a skilled pickpocket..."

"Did poverty make you have more unspeakable part-time jobs?" Luo also said that in order to keep a low profile, Luo will try to avoid calling Xiao Lan as a Mr. in front of the player, and does not need to be respected.

Xiao Lan waved her hands, not having to mention the past: "It's nothing, knowing yourself and knowing each other."

I thought that he was a pickpocket who walked around the whole street. If he dared to steal, he might be emptied of everything in his body. If he wanted to find him, he would not be able to beat him. almost. When Xiao Lan moved away from that piece, the thieves and gangsters couldn't help but go out to eat and celebrate.

I don't know what Wang Teddy's brain patched the hand washing of the street fighter Golden Basin. He looked at Xiao Lan's eyes with a little awe of the society.

The three of them went together in the house to continue looking for clues to the key. Where did the big-grandmother version of the grandmother hide the key? It was really hard to guess. After searching several rooms, no clue was found.

At dinner, Gu Jiangke's dinner was on the table.

This guy obviously can't cook anymore. The dishes are very badly sold, but at least they haven't turned into charcoal, and they can also see what the raw materials are. Art.

The players ate in tears and felt very contented.

Their expressions made Gu Jiangke almost think he was a peerless chef, and he was not brought back to reality until he tried to take a bite.

However, the food is cooked, no paste, and you can still taste the food...It is really touching...

After dinner, "Grandma" drove the players back to the room, and said that good children are going to bed early and getting up early, which also shows that they will tell stories at night.

Xiao Lan and the three discussed, and decided to wait for "Grandma" to tell the story before trying to find a clue for the key.

They are planning to take a nap first, and are more energetic when they are active at night.

There were rustling footsteps outside the door, like many feet wandering in their doorway, the gap between the steps was very short, and the thing making the sound seemed that the legs were not too long.

Outside the door is the voice of the child:

"Hee hee... Someone eh..."

"Someone..."

"let me see……"

"Come and play together..."

The children's voices were soft and soft, overlapping with each other, calling towards the people in the room: "Come...play together..."

Wang Teddy blindfolded the quilt and tried to sleep, but the sound kept on, and even a small bite came, and even the door was shaking slightly. To know that their door is iron, what can bite? !

Xiao Lan also found that the situation was wrong, he sat up and looked in the direction of the door.

The candles in the hallway were dim, except for the faint black shadow flashing by the door slit, as if wandering outside the door, and nothing else could be seen clearly.

At this time, the children's voices outside came again: "Come... come out..."

Xiao Lan said with a blank expression: "A few of you, have you finished your homework? How many points did you take in the exam? How many are ranked in the school? Are there any scholarships? Have you thought about what university you plan to go to in the future?"

A series of problems hitting the soul deeply penetrated into the hearts of the children outside the door, making them silent.

Xiao Lan continued to add: "Now that social competition is fierce, you should set your own goals in life from an early age. If you can't study, you will go to show the door to others in the future, um... like now."

Children:"……"

Xiao Lan made persistent efforts: "Oh, yes, only one door is enough to see the door. There are a few of you who can't even see the door."

"So, to talk about your life plan, 800 words is enough."

Children:"……"

Suddenly felt that his shoulders are so heavy, is the world of adults so terrible?

There was a silence outside the door. Wang Teddy looked at Xiao Lan's eyes like he was looking at a devil. This person was too ruthless, and left a deep shadow on the children with the cruelty of society.

After the outside sound did not sound again, Xiao Lan seized the time to sleep for a while.

After a while, Luo gently woke Xiao Lan and whispered in his ear: "Sir, it's almost time."

Along with Luo's voice, the crunch of the iron door slowly opening was also remembered, and Xiao Lan quickly rubbed his face to wake up.

After confirming that the players are in the room, "Grandma" began to tell the story:

"There is a poor little girl who lost her most beloved things. So she wandered the streets every day and asked every passer-by she met to ask'Are you seeing my stuff?'. "

"Some passers-by are very indifferent, they will ignore the pitiful little girl's request and leave, then the little girl will be very angry, and then take away a very important thing."

"The little girl waited on the street and asked a lot of people. Finally one day she met a kind gentleman who said she could help her find things, but unfortunately the little girl had forgotten what she was looking for."

"The gentleman is very gentle. He said that he could help her think together. The little girl was very happy to accept each other's help."

"‘I finally remembered it! What I lost was my head.’ said the little girl, but the kind-hearted gentleman who lent her her head to think could not help her find it."

"The little girl was sad again and continued to wander the streets day after day, waiting for a kind person who was willing to help her."

"Good night, my dear children, I wish you a good dream tonight."