I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games

Xiao Lan opened his eyes, and it was his room with the style of the Republic of China that appeared in his sight.

The retro ceiling, decorated with the style of the last century, all show the style of the Republic of China period.

It seems that this time he really woke up.

But he looked around. The blank book was on the desk as before, and everything in the room was as usual.

Except for Luo, there was still no trace of Luo on his pillow.

Xiao Lan went out and knocked on the next door Luo's room, there was no response.

He used his ancestral skills to open the door next door. The room was empty and there was no trace of anyone.

Xiao Lan stood in the hallway, and there was silence all around. There were only rows of identical doors standing quietly there.

As if he were the only one in this space.

Xiao Lan returned to the room.

At this time, he found that the book he put on the table had changed.

The book still looks like a book, except that there was nothing but a pattern on the cover, and three words appeared on it—

Mingyue Hall.

These three words are an elegant font that perfectly matches the delicate cover.

Just like the name of the novel, the three words "Mingyue Hall" also appeared on the spine.

As if proclaimed, this is a novel describing the story that happened in Mingyuekan.

The characters in the book are the readers who have received the invitation letter, that is, the players.

Xiao Lan, of course, will also become part of it.

"Interesting." Xiao Lan opened the book.

Text has appeared in the book.

The previous description is the same as the process of players coming here. It was recorded that a group of people went to Mingyue Hall after receiving the invitation letter, and moved into it under the arrangement of the housekeeper.

Xiao Lan turned back and found that the content behind was still blank.

Just like this is a novel being written, now only one opening has been completed.

Still serialized, stimulating.

The words on the book are not printed, but are more like handwriting.

Xiao Lan took the book and compared it with the crow signature collected by his identity, and found that the handwriting was consistent.

In other words, this is the handwriting of the crow.

The crow's character is not as scribbled and difficult to recognize as many modern people, but it is like a flowing cloud, smooth and powerful, and it will make people feel good when they look at it.

But when I think that this is in the game, this is a good feeling... or forget it.

Xiao Lan put away the book and moved forward in the corridor.

He wanted to know what this Mingyue Hall has become now.

This book is a bit of a hindrance, and is a hardcover hardcover, with a little trouble.

Fortunately, Xiao Lan was wearing the [Emperor's New Clothes 2.0] version. He changed the style of the clothes to a sweater with a pocket, stuffed the book directly, and then sealed the pocket.

In this way, no matter whether it is a fight or heaven, it will not fall.

Suddenly, he felt a weak connection in his storage space.

When I opened it, it was the envelope with Luo in the beginning.

A line is now appearing on the envelope:

[It seems we are separated again, sir]

Xiao Lan looked at the envelope, which contained part of Luo's body, so writing on it was like writing on Luo's body, which made people feel a little embarrassed, but now there is no other way of contact.

So he still wrote on the envelope with his fingertips:

[How is your side? 】

Luo:

[In your room, there is no one around]

Xiao Lan:

【me too】

Then he described to Luo what he had experienced in his dream.

After reading Xiao Lan's description, Luo's reply appeared:

[This plot is the same as a book called Crow Kill by Crow]

[The character returns to a familiar environment in the nightmare, which hides monsters that can attack at any time. As time goes on, more and more monsters appear in the environment, and gradually become stronger, until the trapped are swallowed. 】

[Only find the only flaw in the environment that can’t be left]

Xiao Lan recalled that he had indeed seen a book with this name on the bookcase, but he only glanced at it briefly, and did not remember such detailed details like Luo.

Normal people are generally unable to remember everything around themselves, and it is difficult to imagine the difficulty of finding the inconsistent flaw in the environment where monsters are hidden.

If it is a hoarder, it is a nightmare.

Perhaps the only way to clear customs is by destroying them all, and the cost of destruction is still unknown.

But Xiao Lan, because of poverty and homelessness, passed very simply.

To some extent, suffering is really wealth in life.

Luo's handwriting appeared again:

[However, sir, the place you are familiar with is not our home]

Although it was only handwriting, Xiao Lan could inexplicably see the meaning of a little bit wrong.

Xiao Lan: "..."

Calculate carefully, because there are limited reasons for returning to the real world, he really didn't have much time to stay in the place that the two called home.

The place he is most familiar with should be the training ground.

What happened suddenly?

Xiao Lan felt like a scumbag who had been fooling around all day and often didn't go home.

He reluctantly changed the subject:

[Did you also meet Dire? 】

Luo's reply was quick:

[Yes, I went back to the darkness where I had stayed for a long time, there was nothing around, but there was a white ball suspended in the air out of thin air, it was really conspicuous]

Xiao Lan: "..."

This is the real simple model.

Perhaps the crow could not have imagined that there would be two such wonderful flowers among the guests invited.

One was once homeless, and one originally had nothing.

After contacting, Xiao Lan put away the envelope and moved on.

The Mingyue Hall is still quiet, and no trace of the player can be seen.

Suddenly, Xiao Lan felt that the book in his pocket was slightly warm. This felt only a moment, but he was still caught by him.

Xiao Lan came up with "Ming Yue Museum".

The originally dim pattern on the cover was flashing slightly at the moment.

He opened the book, and indeed new content has appeared:

[Farewell to my most loyal slave]

[He is immersed in an eternal dream]

[Enjoy infinite tranquility]

Xiao Lan frowned: "What is this?

This newly appeared content is not the same as the previous one. There is no novel description, but it is like modern poetry.

After writing these words, the new content did not continue to appear.

The original pattern on the cover has lit up.

It seems to be some kind of instruction.

Xiao Lan thought about the new content in the book.

If the person who wrote the book is a crow, what does the phrase "my most loyal slave" mean?

But whether it's "farewell", "eternal dream", or "infinite tranquility", it doesn't sound like a lively state...

Xiao Lan decided to go to the housekeeper first.

Where will the housekeeper appear most often?

It is morning, he should be responsible for arranging breakfast, so it may appear in the kitchen, dining room and the like.

With the previous memory, Xiao Lan first walked over to the restaurant.

His footsteps stopped in the hall.

Because it is no longer necessary to go to the restaurant now, the butler is now lying in the middle of the hall.

The housekeeper lay on a Persian rug previously collected by crows, hands on his chest, and a book surrounded by players.

His expression looked calm, like he was asleep.

But his chest was gone, and the blood on his face had faded.

Xiao Lan stepped forward to check and found that the housekeeper was dead, but there were no wounds on his body.

He is "immersed in an eternal dream" as the book says.

Then come up with "Mingyue Hall", according to the pattern that has lit up on the cover.

Xiao Lan suddenly felt bad.

The death of the housekeeper seems to be suggesting to the players that as long as there are enough people to die, they can light up the patterns on the book. When all the patterns are lit, it should be the time when the book is completed.

The goal of the readers is the new book of Crow. When the book is completed, their goal will be completed.

For players, there is a high probability that it means customs clearance.

In the entire Mingyue Hall, they only saw a npc butler, and the other players were readers.

Who died next is self-evident.

In this way, wouldn't the players want other people to die in front of themselves?

Even, if possible, give it a go.

Could it be that there are enough people waiting to die?

But Xiao Lan did not know how many people came in.

If there aren't 13, wouldn't it be impossible to clear the customs?

Or, if there are only 13 people, do you have to die completely to meet the customs clearance requirements?

And the game seems to have never happened before, let players kill each other as a precedent for customs clearance.

I always feel that there should be some other ways of customs clearance.

"Are you... are you human?" A voice interrupted Xiao Lan's contemplation.

The question is quite tricky, people do not know what he really wants to know the answer, and there is even an urge to say "no".

Xiao Lan turned his head and saw a man who was not tall, but his hair was very high.

The man's eyes lingered between the corpse on the ground and Xiao Lan, and he dared not get close for a while, as if it was not clear whether Xiao Lan was a ghost or a murderer.

Xiao Lan asked: "What's the matter?"

The man looked at Xiao Lan up and down again, and confirmed that he was a normal-looking person, then he was slightly relieved.

He pointed to the body of the housekeeper on the ground: "Then... was he dead?"

Xiao Lan nodded.

The man hesitated twice before coming over: "Are you an advanced player? It looks very powerful at first glance. It's so young, it's really amazing."

Xiao Lan didn't understand it for a while. Isn't this a high-level venue? Anyone who catches a casual player is not a senior player. What is this guy saying?

He looked at the man again and finally read something out of the other person's cautious eyes with some calculations and expectations.

This person should not be a senior player, do not know how to get in, and currently want to hug Xiao Lan's thigh.

Seeing Xiao Lan didn't say anything, the man said again: "Oh, I told you that I was particularly miserable, really."

"I got a rare item, and then a high-level player found me, saying that as long as I gave him the item, he could take me through the high-level field, which would quickly increase my combat power,"

"As a result, I gave him the props, and today he just disappeared, you said miserable."

Xiao Lan understood that this is another junior player who is good at speculation.

It's just that this person has a lot of courage and wants to eat a fat in a bite in the high-end venue. As a result, Mingyueguan will separate the players.

But it is estimated that the player who claims to be able to take him through customs has no good intentions. It is easy for junior players to enter the intermediate field to die, let alone advanced, and what is the difference with the food delivery.

Seeing that Xiao Lan did not respond to his miserable sale, the man continued: "Actually, I still have a rare item. If you take me through customs, I will give it to you, how?"

Xiao Lan raised her eyebrows, unmoved.

Not to mention the difficulty of the high-level field, it simply does not allow him to lead people through, and whoever believes in this kind of empty check is silly.

Seeing Xiao Lan's expression, the man gritted his teeth and continued to release new bait: "Don't look at me like this, in fact, I am a stockbroker, you know if you inquire about Long Shiren's name. If you take me through customs, I will How about taking you to invest to ensure that you can make a profit without losing money.

This person is too foolish, and earning no money is not a compensation. No one who has played stocks dare say so.

Long Shiren seems to be used to opportunistic opportunism, and he still does not change his habit after entering the world.

But he did not understand that the advent of the world can only rely on his own strength.

Xiao Lan told the truth: "I don't need money."

Money will tarnish his noble poor acid temperament, leading to deduction of poverty value.

Seeing this person is simply not advancing in oil and salt. Long Shiren was irritable: "Aren't you a senior player?! You are so powerful, what happened to save me!!! I think you are selfish!!! You are cold-blooded!!!"

"Can you be a little sympathetic, so you won't accumulate virtue for yourself?!"

Long Shiren spoke eloquently, standing in a moral highland and devalued Xiao Lan's personal accomplishment is worthless. If he didn't know, he thought that Xiao Lan did something that people and gods resented.

In fact, it is just to let him take advantage of himself.

I don’t think I’ve miscalculated speculative risks at all, which will lead to a dangerous situation.

Facing this scene, Xiao Lan just said quietly, "Oh."

Long Shiren: "..."

Why doesn't this person play according to the routine?

Shouldn’t he feel ashamed or reach out to help himself out of moral pressure?

Why is it one? Oh your uncle!

Xiao Lan doesn't mind helping players, but has no interest in helping people who die.

Since Long Shiren dared to gamble, he must have the courage to take the risk of losing, and Xiao Lan has no obligation to help him wipe his ass.

Not to mention this straightforward attitude.

His calm eyes changed instantly, and he glanced at Long Shiren with a little coldness in his eyes.

To deal with such people, it is useless to talk to him.

It is better to use physical exhortation.

Xiao Lan still calmly took out [Dalit's Bone], switched to the blade form, and pulled a beautiful sword flower in his hand.

The pale bone blade marked a cold light.

Long Shiren also wanted to stop in a wave of turbulent movements.

Year-round speculation and flickering experience tell him: run, you overturned.

Long Shiren just turned around and ran, and the short leg was moving very fast, and he ran away almost instantaneously.

Xiao Lan: "..."

It really can bend and stretch.

But just after the other party turned and ran away, he discovered that there was a dark handprint behind Long Shiren, who seemed to be unaware of it.