I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games

Facing the subordinates who came to forcibly connect their feelings late at night, the boss firmly expressed his attitude of never accepting gifts and tried to establish a harmonious, friendly, transparent and healthy company's superior and subordinate relations.

The boss was thinking about how to make a reason to refuse Xiao Lan, but he heard a banging sound from his office door.

boss:"……"

Are you thinking about my hard work overtime? !

This is basically the posture of coming to the grave, or the kind that you want to go to without creating a grave!

The door of the boss's office is solid wood, very sturdy, but not as protected by the advent of the world as the studio door, and quickly fell to the ground under the miracle of Xiao Lan's vigorous efforts.

With the sound of the door falling down, the two figures stepped into the room.

After entering the boss's office, Xiao Lan looked around.

This office looks very tidy and the decoration style is also very modern. After all, it is the boss of a game company, and there is no middle-aged entrepreneurial aesthetic of traditional enterprises.

But I didn't see any suspected meeting room.

The whole wall on the right hand side of the door is full of red, white and white things. It looks like meat sauce mixed with internal organs. It is randomly pasted on the wall into a dump. This dump is still creeping, from time to time. Dripping sticky blood.

If you look closely, you will find that the pieces and pieces of meat also have hidden mouths and eyes.

Like opening a certain seal, the **** smell filled the air.

Xiao Lan hadn't smelled anything at all even before the door, but now the smell is lingering on the tip of his nose like a viscous liquid.

When Xiao Lan and Luo entered the room, the two eyes distributed in different positions on the wall turned around and turned their eyes.

"You... saw..."

The boss's cold voice came from the pool of meat sauce. This time, danger and anger were added to his tone, and the murderous intention was boiling in his voice.

The bluish lips on the wall opened and closed with his voice, looking weird and terrifying.

These two guys! I saw his biggest secret! ! !

The boss has always avoided meeting with the players. Their guidance and assignment work are all carried out through the screen, and he did not show his body even during the meeting.

Xiao Lan had long speculated whether the boss had no entity or died too ugly, so this was the case.

After playing several games, he found out that the ghosts still really care about their death. Many female ghosts will modify their appearance and come out. Poor makeup techniques may restore the integrity of the corpse, but it still looks spooky, but good makeup techniques can be the same as before.

As a result, I didn't expect the boss to die more than good-looking. It was just too dead to look at. The makeup technique, even with a powerful makeup, could not save him.

Xiao Lan stared at the creeping muddy wall: "No wonder this guy is always unwilling to meet people."

Luo commented: "This way, even if the mobile phone's beauty effect is maximized, it can't be saved."

He has always been interested in human technology products, especially the new ones. The technology of beauty, which can make people look at photos and can not recognize himself, is really interesting.

But obviously, the beauty effect has no effect on the meat filling in front of you.

Xiao Lan weighed the [Dalit Bone] in his hand and was a little worried in his tone: "But he is already in this shape, how to fight it? Do we want to beat the beef ball in hand?"

When you want to hammer your opponent, you find that the opponent has already turned into a sludge. How is this good?

At this moment, he had a feeling that he could not get started.

"dead--"

After being ridiculed one after another and commented on by no one beside the two bastards, the boss has been irritated by anger.

The meat on the wall began to creep frantically, and countless tentacles mixed with minced meat and giblets protruded from the wall and flew in the air.

Then, the two tentacles attacked Xiao Lan and Luo in a direction that was difficult for ordinary people to see.

Xiao Lan stepped on the ground with two feet and dodged quickly.

When the tentacle hit the air, he reversed his direction and attacked Xiao Lan again. Xiao Lan's backhand was "Bang", and a stick hit the tentacle that was trying to entangle again.

The place attacked by [Bone of Dalit] instantly rose into a deep purple flame, spreading along the tentacles. At the same time, it exudes the fragrance of barbecue, but soon it becomes burnt, mixed with the original blood in the air, forming an unpleasant strange smell.

"what--"

The boss uttered a scream that made the eardrum hurt, waving his tentacles on the floor, trying to put the flame out.

However, the fire of anger suppressed by the untouchables for thousands of years is not an ordinary means to extinguish, unless Xiao Lan takes the initiative to take it back, or the attacked object uses the skills or props to resolve it.

And this guy who seems to have no clothes obviously has no such ability.

Seeing that the flame could not be extinguished, the boss's heart cut across and cut off this tentacle of flesh and blood. After losing the operation of the body, this tentacle burned faster and faster in the flame, and soon became a black slag.

On the other side, the tentacle that attacked Xiang Luo has also been swallowed silently, leaving only a neat fracture.

The boss waved other tentacles composed of flesh and blood, looking a little alert, and did not attack again for a while.

Because the boss's movements changed, Xiao Lan only saw a wall covered with flesh and blood, and a door appeared with the words "meeting room" clearly written on it.

No wonder they didn't even see it when they came in. It was covered by the boss.

It seems that if you want to enter this small meeting room to get the idol, you must pass the boss.

Xiao Lan switched the [Bone of Dalit] to the sharpest blade form and gave Luo a look: "Depending on the situation, we can't be too gentle with the boss."

Luo smiled in the direction of the boss: "If it is your order, it's okay to be rude sometimes."

boss:"……"

Suddenly I felt that I was a bit superfluous, just like the kind of thing that would be bright all over the wall after power on.

And... he had a very bad feeling.

Next, the boss's ominous pre-examination, saw the two in front of him suddenly rushed in his direction, their speed is extremely fast, both came to him in an instant.

The next moment, the pale bone blade and sharp claws fell on his body at the same time, cutting off a few tentacles.

The boss screamed again, but the two of them had no time left for him to perform, and the next round of attacks had struck again.

Seeing the bad situation, the boss tried to gather his body to launch a counterattack.

However, in this short gap, there were several sounds of sharp edges, and more tentacles were cut.

In just a few breaths, the flesh and blood that the boss occupied a wall has shrunk in half, and the arrogant waving tentacles only left a pile of pitifully short cuts.

The picture is like you finally got the courage to go to a barber shop, but met a tony teacher who got started for the first time, leaving you with a hairstyle that will be memorable for life even if you have Alzheimer's disease.

Before he could accumulate the power of counterattack again, a white stick had been drawn **** him.

With each swing of the stick, the flesh attached to the wall was beaten and scattered. Soon the boss was knocked from the wall to the room.

That picture is too cruel, you need to type a code,

The door of the conference room in front of me was finally fully exposed. The boss on the ground was motionless. I don't know if it was broken up and would not stick for a while, or I was already hit by autism and didn't want to move.

Xiao Lan stood at the door of the conference room, looked back at the boss, and asked very politely: "Boss, we are advanced, do you have any comments?"

There is silence in the office, the boss may not want to speak at all, or he has lost the ability to speak.

Luo stepped forward and opened the door for Xiao Lan: "It seems that the boss has no opinion, let's go, sir."

boss:"……"

There are such brazen people in the world!

The layout in the small meeting room is very simple, everything inside is clear at a glance.

A golden idol was quietly staying in the middle of the room.

The idol did not seem to be Xiao Lan's familiar Chinese style. Although he smiled, he didn't have a refined immortality. Instead, he looked a bit treacherous in the rich state, and was more like a local businessman.

The two found a circle in the meeting room, and found nothing similar to the idol. Planning the idol mentioned in the chat probably refers to this thing.

Xiao Lan's eyes were a little puzzled: "Is there any connection between this belly-pulling foot fairy and the name of "Xianyue God Statue"?"

"Maybe the world in the planning eye is different from ordinary people." Luo supported his jaw with one hand. "After all, he is still a humorous and talented person in his eyes, and very popular with women."

Xiao Lan: "..."

It's so reasonable to say that this planned brain circuit is probably really different from ordinary people, but it won't be drunk like this with a peanut.

However, there is a problem now that the idol is quite large and much taller than the adult man, making people wonder whether this thing can go out of the door.

In the end, the two decided to lift this thing together so as not to cause any bumps on the road.

Xiao Lan reached up and raised the head of the idol.

A ruthless system prompt sounds:

"Xiao Lan's superstitious belief in the God of Wealth is a shame of poverty, and he was granted the state of "Blessing of the God of Wealth·Aberration" for 1 minute."

"In an abnormal state, the poverty value is reduced by 50,000"

Xiao Lan's hand flicked. He suddenly remembered that he had planned and said that this **** was put there by the boss to make a fortune!

In general, the boss of this kind of company will be somewhat superstitious, and it is normal to provide a **** of wealth, but he never expected that this idol is really effective!

"In an abnormal state, the poverty value is reduced by 50,000"

"In an abnormal state, the poverty value is reduced by 50,000"

...

The prompt to deduct the poverty value appeared every two seconds, and Xiao Lan heard it cool.

"Quickly, quickly carry this thing down!" Xiao Lan jumped up like a burning ass.

Long pain is not as good as short pain. Anyway, it has already been deducted from poverty. It is better to move the idol within the time limit of the state. No one knows if he will touch the idol again after the state is over. once.

According to the consistent urination of this skill, most probably.

Seeing that his expression was wrong, Luo also speeded up in coordination.

The two flew out of the meeting room like a gust of wind.

On the way, the boss finally reunited a little body that was not scorched by the strange flame, only a pitiful little tuo.

But he didn't expect that his two excellent employees just jumped out of it, one person stepped on him, and then walked away without looking back, stepping him firmly into a patty, and tightly If you stick it on the ground, you won't be able to pull it off for a while.

boss:"……"

Is this the end of being a black boss?

It's a reason to always meet ghosts if you walk a lot more with Yelu. It's unavoidable that the boss who has been a blackheart has been working for a long time, and he will inevitably encounter employees who are more blackhearted than him.

And he couldn't beat it.

The two flew downstairs, and the players only saw a golden afterimage flashing. With the rapid footsteps, the players were so startled that they put down their hands and probed out.

Because the volume of the idol is too large, it is difficult to put down the office on the first floor. Eventually it was placed on the open space of the hall, which is the most open place in the entire studio.

"Huh..." Xiao Lan breathed out a breath and finally finished before the countdown.

The chubby Jincancan statue stood in the modern hall, which seemed extremely unsuitable.

Players are also gathered in the lobby at this moment, they have no time to exchange new information-

3:44, it's here.

"Boom--Boom--Boom--''

The familiar bell sounded.

"Jingle Bell--"

The ringtone of the phone at the front desk rang abruptly.

After that, when no player has answered the phone in the past, the phone is automatically connected and switched to hands-free.

"Hee hee...hee hee...hee hee..."

As if it were a child's laughter, it came out over the phone and the sound was slightly distorted.

Along with laughter, an unknown wind blew out from the surrounding windows. The wind raged in the hall, causing the temperature of the studio to suddenly drop a few degrees.