I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games

When waking up from a dream, Xiao Lan's mood remained pleasant, and the smile on the corner of his mouth continued from the dream to reality.

Did Luo take the name yourself?

It has to be said that this method of naming a book in a random way really has Xiao Lan's personal style.

Xiao Lan thought of Luo's speechless choking expression at the time, and the corner of his mouth could not help but turned up a little.

Perhaps Luo should be thankful that there were cultural books like archaeology on the table at the time, not "postpartum care for sows" and "tractor driving techniques".

Xiao Lan's eyes fell on his wrist, where there is still a scar, which was left during the previous scald.

During that time, he encountered too many things, some of them were in a hurry, and he could not remember the details of the wound. I just remember that it seemed to be bandaged at random, and then he was confused.

Now think about how the wounds could be healed smoothly with the rough bandaging method.

It turned out that Luo helped him bandage.

I don't know what happened afterwards, they will become like this now.

Xiao Lan looked at the ceiling.

He was still in a good mood, and even seeing the water stains on the ceiling again did not affect his mood.

On the ceiling, the handwriting composed of water stains is different from yesterday:

[She killed him]

[I can’t stand it anymore]

There is no specific explanation for "she" and "he" in this sentence, it makes people unclear what they are talking about, but at present, at least it shows that there are three people in the incident that the guy who left the writing wants to describe .

One woman killed the man, and the other watched by others felt unbearable.

Plus the last time "BloodBloodBlood" and "She's crazy", the situation at that time must be very tragic.

Among these three... will there be Adeline?

Who is she?

At breakfast.

The students remained calm, chatting about gossip and school chores as before, and the danger of the Red Moon Night had no effect on them.

Xiao Lan listened to their conversation, and no one heard anything related to the body.

The location of the corpse is very conspicuous, and the death is miserable. Under normal circumstances, it can't be ignored. Then someone should dispose of the corpse before the students' activities.

Xiao Lan turned his attention to the teacher's side again.

The crowd had disappeared from the previous male player who had obtained the status of a teacher, so it seems that the deceased last night was probably him.

However, the specific confirmation may require Luo to use the identity of the teacher.

Another thing looks strange.

Headmaster Mrs. Welder's eyes were red today, still a little swollen, and she looked like she was crying. Her brows were closed, and the whole person looked not very energetic.

Every time her gaze swept across the empty seat of the teacher's seat, the worry and discomfort in her eyes did not seem to be false.

She should have been informed about what happened last night. It is possible that she is the one who handled the body. There is even a high probability that she has an unclear connection with Mrs. Hongyue, but she looks really sad.

Everything about Mrs. Weld made Xiao Lan feel puzzled.

After breakfast, Xiao Lan returned the kerosene lamp received last night to the night watchman.

The night watchman seemed a little surprised to see Xiao Lan.

But he didn't say anything, just took the kerosene lamp, and then drove Xiao Lan out, looking like he was not interested in chatting with him.

Xiao Lan then came to the classroom of his first class.

He still arrived early, sitting in the students and listening carefully to their conversations, but unfortunately there is no special gossip today, nor did he meet the students who love the rumor of the popular science campus like the Xili trio.

At the time of class, a blond male came in and looked very young.

He was wearing a teacher's uniform, carrying a box in his hand, and smilingly entered the classroom. He also greeted his classmates. From the students' reaction, he was a good teacher.

Xiao Lan didn't care much about him.

But a student in the crowd shouted, "Hey~ Lawrence."

The blonde teacher smiled and said to the student: "Jack, you will call me Mr. Cook in class."

The student nodded in agreement, he and he obviously knew each other privately.

Hearing this name, Xiao Lan observed the other party.

Then he found that the box in Lawrence's hand looked very familiar, exactly the same as the medicine box that appeared in his dream last night.

Then, Lawrence opened the medicine box in his hand on the podium and said to the students in a relaxed tone: "Today I will explain to you the first aid knowledge. After all, your energetic children are always easy to be injured."

The students happily agreed, and the atmosphere in the classroom was very relaxing.

The contents of Lawrence's medicine chest are exactly the same as Xiao Lan's dream.

This person should be the real Lawrence, the teacher of the Cliff College.

The dream of Luo should temporarily replace the other party's identity into the college, and the office should belong to Lawrence.

Xiao Lan couldn't help but guess what identity Luo was originally?

At that time, Luo knew everything about coming to the world, and could enter the game at will to replace the npc. Although he was obsessed with working all day long, he should not be in a simple position.

lunch time.

On the way to the restaurant, Xiao Lan suddenly remembered the garden where a figure appeared last night.

The shadow that appeared in the garden at that time seemed to be trying to hand him something, but it was unsuccessful. I don't know if it would change if I went to see it now.

The garden is still full of vitality, and the plants grow very luxuriantly, and some obstruct the view.

Xiao Lan walked slowly in it, watching the surroundings to see if he could meet the figure again.

Turning around a corner, a small figure appeared crouching on the ground.

It is similar to the blurry figure I saw before, but this one is obviously solidified, except that there is no shadow, it is almost no different from a little girl.

Xiao Lan approached carefully.

The little girl squatting on the floor is playing alone with the little flowers on the floor. She has long linen hair and is wearing a small white dress. She looks cute and cute.

When Xiao Lan finally approached her within about three steps, the little girl suddenly spoke, her voice was very low, and she did not raise her head. It sounded like she was talking to herself: "I miss my father... "

Xiao Lan tried to ask: "Where did your father go?"

Little girl: "It's gone."

Xiao Lan: "Who is your father? Do you know what happened?"

The little girl just kept silent and did not answer.

Xiao Lan tried to ask the little girl a few questions again, but she also did not get a reply. The little girl was like a set machine, repeating the movement of playing with flowers, and her expression did not change at all.

Both sides were silent for a while.

"My name is Adeline." The little girl said suddenly.

Still waiting for Xiao Lan to ask again, her figure disappeared in place just like the one she saw last night.

Xiao Lan's eyes swept the place where she had squatted before, and found in the small flowers on the ground that something obviously did not belong to a plant.

He reached for it and found it to be an old photo.

The paper has turned yellow and faded, obviously not far away. The picture is a group photo of a family of three. The three people all look familiar. They are the headmaster Welder and the little Adelin who just met.

But the strange thing is that after so many years, the appearance of the headmaster and his wife has not changed at all, and they still look like the photos.

Adelin has not changed, but judging from the circumstances of seeing her several times, it is unlikely that Adelin is still alive.

So... what about the principal and his wife?

It seems that we need to find an opportunity to investigate them.

At lunch, Xiao Lan's eyes met Luo, and he used his eyes to signal him the opportunity to create a chat between two people.

Luo nodded at him without a trace.

Wait until Xiao Lan has finished eating.

He found that the classmates around him showed the kind of excitement that implied expectation again.

Judging from the situation of the past two days, only Luo who appears as a new teacher has such treatment.

If you make a popular list of teachers, Luo will definitely get the highest number of votes, and even the principal who is respected by students will not be his opponent, which can be called the new generation of campus traffic.

Xiao Lan turned her head, and she saw Luo Zheng walking towards him.

He still wears the teacher uniforms of Coriff College, and all the teachers are almost the same, but when he wears it, he looks particularly fit, just like a tailor-made, perfectly highlighting his long legs and muscles Shapely as if one body is not more than one.

"Student Xiao Lan." Luo walked to Xiao Lan.

In the eyes of everyone, his tone was a little serious: "Why didn't you write it to me until the review you asked you to write yesterday?"

The classmates around cast their eyes on the scum.

Xiao Lan: "..."

Wait, when did we arrange this segment?

Just create an opportunity to meet, do you need to add such a complicated plot?

Luo's eyes narrowed slightly, leaning slightly closer to Xiao Lan, the eyes under the lens were like predators.

He said in a dangerous tone: "It seems that I need to give you a lesson."

Before Xiao Lan could reply, Luo had already straightened up and walked long legs forward.

After two steps, he glanced back at Xiao Lan again: "Follow."

A pair of cold and ruthless, ready to clean up the posture of the rebellious students, the expression of the tone is not in place, feeling that coming to the world owes him an Oscar.

Bathed in the eyes of the classmates, "Did you come here just now, brother?" Xiao Lan followed Luo with a blank expression, and implemented a bad student design that was disobedient and that old love was against the teacher.

For the sake of Luo Yan being so happy, he would reluctantly cooperate with him. Anyway, the goal was achieved.

Follow Luo back to his office.

After closing the door.

Luo regained his elegant and gentle smile, and seemed to be in a very good mood to start preparing black tea: "What's the matter, sir?"

Xiao Lan sat down on the table at random, without saying nonsense: "Do you know the principal's usual whereabouts?"

Luo said while making tea: "Mrs. Weld has been staying at school. I heard that she will hardly leave. If she does not take classes, she will return to her office. Even the evening rest is in the office lounge. , Hardly coming out."

"Today, she has no classes in the afternoon, so she will probably stay in the principal's office all afternoon."

Xiao Lan: "Is there any way to get her out of the office?"

Luo handed over the brewed black tea: "Why, do you need to enter her office? How long does it take?"

"Well, about an hour." Xiao Lan took a sip of black tea and Luofo's tea was always kept at the most suitable temperature.

Luo: "In this case, I can ask her to come out for afternoon tea with the discussion of academic affairs. She should be happy to explain to her new colleagues. I will try to keep the time as long as possible."

"But it is said that Mr. Weld rarely goes out because of poor health, and generally stays in his own room. His room is not far from the principal's office. You may need to pay attention to him."

With that said, he took out a pocket watch from the pocket of his clothes and handed it to Xiao Lan: "This is for you, so it is convenient to see the time."

Xiao Lan took over the pocket watch. Although the workmanship of this pocket watch was good, it was not a prop. It was just an ordinary object in the copy. It had no other function except to watch the time.

The pocket watch still carries Luo's body temperature, perhaps because he has absorbed the rest of the debris, his temperature has risen a little, almost no different from humans, plus it has been placed close to the body, and it is a bit hot in the palm of his hand a feeling of.

Xiao Lan was looking down at the pocket watch, and suddenly felt that his hand was covered with a hand, and the movement of that hand was very gentle, so that no one would feel offended.

He looked up suspiciously, but he just met Luo's smiling face.

Luo's eyes were all soft smiles: "I'm sorry, but I feel a little nostalgic."

Xiao Lan also remembered the touch in his dream.

The atmosphere at that time was relaxed and pleasant.

At that time, the person in front of him was still powerful enough to be almost omnipotent. He was confident and free-spirited, with a certain degree of impoliteness in his elegance. Like nothing in the world is difficult for him.

What kind of situation will make him become the weak shadow sealed in the envelope?

Indistinctly, Xiao Lan always felt that it had something to do with his appearance.

Now Luo should be able to speculate, but he still has a gentle look in his eyes, no regrets or annoyance, but accepts all this lightly.

Thinking of this, Xiao Lan's heart was slightly sour, as if there was a very thin thorn stuck in it. It was not too much pain, but it felt hard to be ignored.

Discovering Xiao Lan’s changes, Luo withdrew his hand, and his tone implied worries: "Sir?"

Xiao Lan looked at the ground: "Don't call me Mr., you are not my accessory originally, just call my name."

Luo laughed lowly: "But I'm used to it, and "Mr." is a title that only I can use. Do you want to deprive me of my privileges?"

Xiao Lan raised his head and looked at him. When he saw Luo Tanran's smile, he suddenly felt relieved.

No matter what happened later, it does not mean that their encounter was wrong.

Xiao Lan also smiled: "Then replace "you", I can't treat my friends like this."

Yeah, obviously they have been friends since a long time ago, but it took so much time to get to know each other again.

Luo's eyes flashed softly: "Okay, listen to you."

However, he wanted more than just friends.