I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games

The two headed towards the train in the direction they had traveled before.

It is quiet on the track at this moment, it seems that the train will arrive after some time. Although the clock in the station has stopped to check the time, according to the previous timetable, the interval between one bus will not exceed half an hour.

In short, just wait.

Neither of them spoke. Only the sound of water droplets and their footsteps echoed in the open platform.

Suddenly, a fresh smell of blood passed over.

Xiao Lan looked in the direction of the taste and found that the source of the taste was on the track. Under the light of the flashlight, there was a pool of blood stains on the limbs at the moment. There were still pieces of clothes on the limbs, blood stains and minced meat splashing around. Opening, stained all around with blood stains.

It looks like a scene of suicide on a horizontal rail.

That is obviously a trace left by a living person. In this game, living people seem to have only players. Under normal circumstances, the player will naturally not think of going to the lying track, so this person is...stroke?

When checking the surrounding environment, Xiao Lan found that this section of the environment was very familiar: "This seems to be the place where we saw the newspaper and the old man in a suit."

Luo nodded: "Well, the place where I saw the newspaper was 2 meters ahead."

The light of the flashlight turned to see the seat of the old man I met before.

The newspapers and tickets that were originally on the seats are no longer visible, and the old man with meticulous clothing is gone.

The position where the blood stains appeared was just in front of the position where the old man was sitting. Xiao Lan moved closer, and finally found a trace of the ticket between a piece of minced meat. The ticket had almost been stained with blood in red, and he lay quietly on the ground.

It turned out that this was the end of taking the old man's ticket. Looking at the tragic situation in this place, Xiao Lan felt a little pain all over her body.

"You... don't get in the car..." A voice came from a distance.

Another is to warn the player not to get in the car.

Xiao Lan looked up and found that it was a girl wearing a small red dress. The girl's voice was soft and she was timidly hiding behind the pillar and watching them, looking at her pale complexion. Obviously this was not a living child.

Xiao Lan spoke to her and tried to get a little news from her: "Children, can you tell me why?"

"Because..." the little girl said a few words with her mouth open, but at this time the train came into the station, and the roar of the friction between the wheels and the track engulfed her voice.

After a while, the train stopped, the doors opened slowly, and the light from the train shone on the dark platform, making the platform brighter instantly.

"Oh--" The little girl's expression suddenly panicked. She stared back in the direction of the train and said back, "Can't disturb...I'm sorry..."

Then, before Xiao Lan asked again, the little girl disappeared in front of him.

Xiao Lan turned her head suspiciously and looked at the train.

This time the train was different from before. I saw a man in black standing abruptly on the door closest to them. The man was extremely tall, and the black clothes on his body were a style that Xiao Lan had never seen before. It looked like a kind of uniform. His face was pale and he had no vitality. He just stood there without saying a word. I felt a great sense of oppression.

The little girl just now had to see this person before leaving in a panic.

The man's eyes swept over Xiao Lan's body. There was no wave in his eyes with a heavy death, just like looking at two dead objects. He looked at it quietly for a while, then turned away and walked towards the front of the train.

After a few steps, the man's figure disappeared into the air out of thin air.

Seeing the disappearance of the man's figure, Xiao Lan lightly breathed. The moment he just looked at the man, he felt a pressure of upright sweat. The instinct of fighting told him that the other party was very dangerous. That was a stronger sense of danger than when facing any previous boss.

"Sir, do you still want to get in the car?" Luo asked in a low voice.

Xiao Lan glanced at the door that was silently open, and still gritted his teeth and said, "Go up, if you don't go, you will definitely miss something."

After all, this man hadn’t seen it before they explored the train. Did his appearance announce that there have been some different changes inside the train?

The two returned to the train. With the beeping sound, the doors closed again and the train left the station.

No one was seen on the train this time. At first glance, the empty space seemed to be no different than before.

Xiao Lan and Luo continued to move forward while paying attention to the movements around them.

Suddenly Xiao Lan stopped and looked at the right.

As the train progressed, the rings that had not hung anything should have been swinging regularly, but now there are a few of these rings on the right side as if someone is pulling, swinging irregularly.

But neither the naked eye nor the reflection of the glass can see the signs of someone here.

Xiao Lan carefully avoided the position of this row of rings and went on the other side of the aisle.

A small piece of mist suddenly appeared on a piece of glass in front, as if someone was breathing towards the glass. Then there were handwritten handwritings in empty places, one horizontal, one skimming and more, and finally formed the four words "Don't Stand Out".

The handwriting is beautiful, it seems that it should come from a female hand.

This is interesting. The ghosts on the platform constantly remind players not to get in the car, and the ghosts on the car are relatively normal to them, reminding the player not to go out of the station.

Could this be the meaning of "Come over here..." in the prompt? Let the player choose one between the platform and the subway.

As for the cost of choosing the wrong one, of course it is the failure of customs clearance.

And thinking about the current options, a dead train that has had a major accident, and a weird platform with crises, it seems that neither side looks safe.

After walking to a new carriage, Xiao Lan's eyes were attracted by what was placed in a row of seats in the carriage.

It was a large bunch of white chrysanthemums, wrapped in white wrapping paper.

Generally, white chrysanthemum is used only in the mourning of the deceased to express its condolences to the deceased. Next to it, there is a thing rolled into a roll and tied with a ribbon, which looks like the material of the newspaper.

Xiao Lan picked up the newspaper and found it was a newspaper clipping:

"At 23:44 on the x month x day, there was an explosion on the subway platform in the city. Three explosions occurred within 15 minutes. The accident also caused a fire. As of press time, 344 people have been killed, including 35 others. 67 people including the seriously injured were treated in the hospital.

After the accident, the fire and hospital have already participated in the rescue. At present, the police have launched an investigation into the cause of the accident. "

This report is also accompanied by pictures. In the middle is a subway station that has been burnt out and it is difficult to recognize the original appearance.

The platform also had an accident! And the death toll is far more than the train accidents reported in the previous news.

Xiao Lan looked at the newspaper in his hand and felt a little weird.

Although there is no year in this newspaper clipping, the quality and feel of the paper are relatively new, unlike the yellowish and brittle newspapers full of traces of years that I have seen on the platform before.

This should be a newspaper that is not too long away from now. Why did it suddenly appear in this 80-90-style environment?

Now the clues found on the station and the train indicate that the other side had an accident and caused a lot of casualties.

The platform said, "Don't mess with them, the train is full of dead people!"

The train said on the side, don't listen to them fart, in fact, all the dead people on the platform!

The only difference is the age of the accident on both sides. Are these two ghosts from different time and space, they had an accident at the same station at 23:44 in different years, and then they were put together in the world?

Xiao Lan guessed wildly.

So, when both sides are dead, which side is the right direction?

Choosing a wave between the two ghosts is simply a choice between death and two...

"Sir, look at this." Luo's voice interrupted Xiao Lan's thoughts.

When Xiao Lan looked in the direction of Luo, he saw that he had a wrapped book in his hand, and the cover was lifted up, feeling a little shaky.

Xiao Lan took it by the way and ripped the tattered cover. As a result, he directly matched the huge "Brother, Your Secret" on the cover. The font was very eye-catching, and the color was full of passion and anger, and the collocation was full of muscle. Han's picture looks slightly spicy.

Oh, this is still a man who is not very harmonious.

Xiao Lan summoned the courage to look around.

"Fuck..." Three seconds later he closed the magazine and felt that his eyes were offended. Although he doesn't care about sexual orientation, but this content is too...what kind of talent will bring this kind of magazine to the subway! !

Can't you hide at home! ?

At this moment, in the closed unattended subway car, two men stared at Cheng Cheng, Ren magazine and fell silent.

Only the roar of the subway is as usual.

After a moment.

Facing Xiao Lan's inexplicable gaze with embarrassment, Luo broke the silence: "This is... found in the gap of the seat. No such thing has appeared before."

Luo's tone also brought a little embarrassment, and he did not expect that such a stimulating content under the serious cover.

It must be said that human culture is really diverse.

Still humans can play.

Xiao Lan carried the magazine in his hand with **** and took it a little further away from himself, but this thing was a clue anyway, and it could not be thrown.

He reluctantly looked at the cover, and finally found a problem in disgust.

The publication date of this magazine is in recent years. Neither the hairstyles of the characters, their few clothes, nor the environment in the photos appear to be the style of the 1990s.

Such a magazine looks a little out of place with the entire old train environment.

"Leave it to me." Luo reached out and took the magazine. Although he was also a bit disgusted, it was better to put it in his hand than Xiao Lan.

Xiao Lan did not object, and the two went on, tacitly as if they had forgotten what they had just done.