I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games

Xiao Lan carefully walked back along the path that came over.

The road at the foot is meandering and tortuous, with deep pits sprinkled on both sides, which looks like a nest of thorns.

Even if the vision has returned to normal, walking through it will still make people feel shocked.

Finally, Xiao Lan walked to the door.

After stepping out of this red room that made people feel nervous and suffocating, he finally felt relieved.

But when he turned around again, he found that behind him was just a common door that was indistinguishable from other rooms.

The red room seemed to have never existed, and disappeared out of thin air.

Only the number of frames added on the cover of the book shows that this is not an illusion.

It seems that the location of such unusual rooms is not fixed, maybe it will only appear once, maybe they will switch in different spaces, or each person can only enter once.

In short, at present, Xiao Lan is not likely to find a red room again.

Probably to prevent players from repeatedly entering the same room to score points.

Thoughtful, teacher Crow.

Back in the corridor, Xiao Lan went on, and by the way, shared his previous experience with Luo as a reference.

[In order to ensure that the game can be cleared, I guess there must be more than one room in such a space, and there may be more than one in each space]

[We can try to find it]

Unexpectedly, Luo did not pay attention to the room at all. His handwriting quickly appeared on the envelope:

[If there is next time, I still hope that Mr. Mr. can break the bracelet and release my shadow to explore the way. It exists for this purpose]

Xiao Lan couldn't help smiling when he looked at Luo's words:

[Sorry to worry you, but I want to stay at the most critical time]

[I can’t give you any danger]

I have to say that this kind of feeling of being cared for is really good, no matter where I am, I have a constant connection with another person.

Luo's reply soon appeared:

[I wish I could stay with you now]

Xiao Lan was planning to reply, but suddenly felt an uncovered maliciousness.

It was a kind of malice with greed and strong devouring desire and hope, as if staring at a prey ready to swallow hyena.

He looked around quietly.

The source of the maliciousness was an area three steps away in front of him. There didn't look anything strange there, but the dangerous instinct told him that there must be an ambush there.

Ghosts?

trap?

Is it a player?

Too late to reply to Luo, Xiao Lan put away the envelope and seemed to stop unintentionally.

He studied it as if he had become interested in the corridor wall in front of him, and quietly stepped back a few steps by observing the movement.

With Xiao Lan's actions, the maliciousness in front of him grew stronger.

It seems that this is not a simple trap, that existence will be targeted, and Xiao Lan is now locked.

The two sides stalemate temporarily.

Xiao Lan no longer moved forward, and the unknown guy in front was not willing to step back.

Until a slight wind blew past.

It was the most unusual wind to feel, like the one that crossed the window every morning or afternoon.

Gentle, gentle, and non-aggressive.

But the atmosphere on both sides changed instantly.

The ambush seemed to be reluctant to wait any longer. The murderousness suddenly multiplied several times, and the invisible attack rushed towards Xiao Lan quickly.

Xiao Lan had already been alert, and instantly [Dalit's Bone] appeared in his hands.

The pale bone stick swept forward and collided with the attack coming towards him, making a "ding" sound.

[Dalit’s Bone] didn’t attack the opponent’s body, but a fat man gradually appeared in the air.

It seems that his invisibility can only be maintained without attacking.

He wore a metal glove on his hand, dressed like a butcher.

This fat man doesn't look like a human anymore.

His face was covered with raised green tendons, and his appearance was fragmented.

The masseter muscles on both cheeks are exceptionally well developed, and the teeth seem to have been modified, interlaced like dogs, and look like an alienated beast.

The fat man stared at Xiao Lan, and there was greedy light in his eyes: "The guy who took the physical strengthening route, has just been promoted to the senior field, right?"

Xiao Lan's brow furrowed, his face kept still, but he was shocked in his heart——

How did this guy know?

I saw the guy on the opposite side sucking his nose in the direction of him: "It smells good, you smell so fragrant, there is vitality in the flesh and blood, your brain must be delicious..."

With that said, he couldn't completely wrap his fangs' mouth and even a large amount of water dripped.

It was like not a big living person in front of him, but a plate of fresh brains beside the hot pot.

The taste is fresh and silky, and it is a delicious taste that cannot be stopped once tried.

Xiao Lan, who was regarded as a brain flower, was not happy at all.

As we all know, there is only one human brain, and if you don't, you will burp.

Judging from what this guy said, he obviously wanted to eat Xiao Lan's brain. Maybe he has any way to strengthen himself.

Or simply a metamorphosis with anorexia.

The next moment, the fat man rushed towards him.

Unlike the fat and stupid body, his movements were surprisingly rapid, bumping over like a rhinoceros that had been running.

Xiao Lan's footsteps changed, and he immediately evaded towards the side, avoiding this menacing blow.

According to the fat man's original speed, he should hit the wall of the corridor with one end, but he twisted his body flexibly and turned his direction, his fist waved towards Xiao Lan again.

This blow was beyond Xiao Lan's expectations, he had no time to dodge, and decisively lifted up [Dalit's Bone] to block.

This time, the strong fronts of both sides collided once, and both of them were startled.

Xiao Lan was surprised that the other party was not only flexible and fast, this guy also had the same strength as him.

It seems that it is also an absolute strong in close combat.

The obese man was surprised by the powerful force of Xiao Lan and his appearance.

This is obviously just a guy who has just been promoted to the senior field, how could there be such a power.

He is even comparable to... who has eaten countless brains to strengthen himself.

After the shock, he was even more excited: "Very good... The stronger you are, the better your brain will be."

After eating this person, he must be able to become stronger, maybe he can also impact the contract.

He didn't want to go back to the real world long ago.

In reality, he is just a butcher, but here he can be a senior player that everyone envy.

You can live in a big house that you can't afford for a lifetime, eat good things that you didn't dare to think about before, countless people want to stifle him, and countless women for him to choose.

Except... the risk of death is a bit annoying.

But as long as he can become a contract player, he can get more, even without dying. Isn't this the day of the fairy?

As long as he can eat the kid's brain, he can go further from the contract.

The fat man looked at Xiao Lan and cracked his fangs mouth: "Hey, hey, hey... I like the guy who has the potential and hasn't grown up yet."

Along with laughter, a heavy black hammer appeared in his hand.

The hammerhead is huge, and there are sharp thorns on it. When you wave it, it brings a gust of wind, and it looks very powerful.

Xiao Lan looked at the "Bone of Dalit" who looked like a broomstick in his hand: "..."

Damn, at first glance it is very imposing.

The obese man rushed over with a hammer.

Xiao Lan showed no signs of weakness and rushed forward toward the other party.

If the momentum is not enough, then just be positive!

The two sides were battling hard together, and no one meant to show weakness.

This hammer is probably also a rare item. After fighting with [Dalit Bone], it has not been eroded by Dalit Flame.

The hammer and the stick continually clashed, making a noisy and piercing sound, echoing in the corridor.

The huge iron hammer hit mercilessly on Xiao Lan's chest, seeming to open his chest directly into a hole.

Xiao Lan ducked sideways.

At the same time, [Dalit’s Bone] was drawn on the opponent’s chin from a tricky angle.

This time it was sturdy, and the deep purple flame instantly burned on his skin.

"Uh--" Without expecting such an attack, the fat man groaned painfully.

After unsuccessful attempts to extinguish the fire, he also found that the flame was not right.

The flame of Dalit cannot be extinguished once contaminated unless Xiao Lan takes the initiative to take it back.

This guy is also a ruthless man. He stretched out his hand and tore off a piece of his skin while the flames hadn't spread, and then threw it on the ground.

His wounds were bloody, and the red muscles and white tendons were exposed.

But the obese man didn't feel scared. The injury made his eyes brighter.

As if he was violent, his attack became more violent.

In his stormy attack, Xiao Lan evaded flexibly, and took the opportunity to leave him several wounds again.

Another hammer hit Xiao Lan's abdomen fiercely, seeming to want to hit him directly in two.

Xiao Lan jumped up on the wall, and the stick in his hand switched to the form of a whip, wrapped around the neck of the fat man, and pulled his figure into a stagger.

The hammer fell heavily on the wall without leaving any traces.

In the Mingyue Hall, the crow does not allow anyone to destroy the story stage he built.

Xiao Lan took the opportunity to get around the opponent's back.

[Bone of Dalit] Switch the form again, changing to the sharpest bone blade.

Xiao Lan is very clear that this is a life-and-death battle.

Opposite him is a **** executioner. He doesn't think that after letting his man let go of this man's heart, the other party will give up in gratitude and even change to Xiangshan.

This man is already addicted to the killing.

Sen Leng's bone blade penetrated the fat man's body fiercely.

The place where Xiao Lan took the knife was very precise. He chose the position of the heart, which is the common weakness of human beings.

Bloody flowers bloom on the broad back, and the dark purple flame rises where the stamens are.

It seems that the outcome is fixed.

However, the next moment, a sharp tingling rose from Xiao Lan's waist.

Looking down, he saw that a hand was holding a glass needle tube and plunged into the side of his waist.

At this moment, the liquid in the needle tube is empty.

A feeling of numbness and weakness was rapidly emerging from Xiao Lan's body, as if the blood was gradually solidifying.

Xiao Lan raised his head and met the smiley face turned by the obese man: "How do you feel about the biochemical toxin xj7921 produced by the Biochemical Hunting Field? Isn't the whole person about to move?"

This guy looks like a frontal offensive type of five big and three thick, but the result is so insidious.

Taking advantage of Xiao Lan's stagnation, he used the current posture to hit Xiao Lan's abdomen directly with the hammer handle.

The most soft and fragile place was attacked, and Xiao Lan couldn't help coughing up a bit of blood.

As a non-chief, this time [Emperor's New Clothes Version 2.0]'s injury reduction effect is not as excited as expected.

Resisting the pain and stiffness of the body, Xiao Lan stepped back and pulled away from the other party.

His movements have become sluggish, and the power in his body is constantly losing, making him have to lean on the wall to borrow.

Both are in a bad state at the moment.

Xiao Lan was poisoned, stiff and weak.

The fat man's chest was pierced, and a lot of blood was pouring out of the wound.

The fat man with blood on his heart stood up straight: "Relax, this toxin will not kill you, it will only make you unable to move for a while."

He smelled the **** smell in the air, but his expression was even more excited: "Good fragrance...Good fragrance of blood... I can't help but eat your brain."

He reached out and touched the blood on his chest: "Oh, it's okay, after eating your brain, I can recover."

This is another effect of his ability, so he is never afraid of injury.

Injury will weaken the opponent's vigilance and become his best chance

Because of the injury, he could no longer wield his big hammer.

But it doesn't matter. The kid in front of him has been poisoned. Under such a toxin, the human blood will coagulate and the body will be stiff, but the consciousness will not disappear.

In the past, those poisoned players were soberly aware that he opened their skulls and ate their brains bit by bit.

Their fear is his most delicious condiment.

The fat man walked towards Xiao Lan, and the big fan-like hand reached Xiao Lan's head, casting a shadow.

Just gently grab this head, and then it will become his delicacy, not only the enjoyment of the tip of the tongue, but also the elixir of healing, and... power, the power of addiction.

He can't wait any longer.

The outstretched hand had touched the soft hair above Xiao Lan's head.

It is difficult to go any further.

Xiao Lan, who seemed to be leaning against the wall and could only barely support it, suddenly raised his arm, and the white bone blade in his hand pierced the jaw from his chin with accuracy, straight into his brain.

The fat heavy body crashed to the ground.

How is it possible... Where is the power of this kid...

This is his last thought.

If Xiao Lan knew, he would tell him--

Is poor.

The physical strength brought about by the poverty value makes Xiao Lan's resistance to toxins far superior to ordinary people. Although he looked weak before, he actually had the strength to fight back.

It's just that he doesn't have much energy, he doesn't want to continue to consume with the other party.

The ghost knows what kind of hole the opponent will have.

So he has been waiting, waiting for a moment that can turn the situation around, and secretly measures whether it is necessary to open skills.

Fortunately, the other party seemed very confident in his own poison, and he didn't look up to Xiao Lan, a newly promoted senior player, which made Xiao Lan more successful than expected.

Xiao Lan glanced at the corpse on the ground, but swept it roughly.

Most of the player's things are in the storage space, and will disappear with the death of the owner.

The most prominent big hammer next to it is a bound item that can't be taken away at all, and then disappears as the game field is reset.

Without time to delay, Xiao Lan quickly left the corridor and found a quiet room and opened the door.

The duration of the poison is unknown.

At this time, he had already felt his mind start to faint.

It is a pity that the poor non-chiefs have no props to detoxify.

I hope that the guy didn't lie. This poison really just restricts movement for a while.

After all, he has to eat it himself, and he shouldn't use lethal poison.

Xiao Lan sat on the bed, fighting against the heavy feelings that came out of his body.

He remained vigilant to deal with the danger of not knowing where it would come from.

He did not tell Luo that in such an isolated environment, there was no other use than worrying the other party.

For a while, Xiao Lan felt a familiar breath around him.

He looked up reluctantly, only to see a shadow.

It was a completely black shadow, without facial features and any details, but it could be seen as a tall figure and slender legs.

Even if it is just a shadow, this is what Xiao Lan is most familiar with.

He looked at his wrist.

Sure enough, the original bracelet was gone.

It seems that the weakness of Xiao Lan's state was sensed, and Luo's shadow appeared automatically, which was different from the weak and thin appearance he had seen before. This shadow was more solid and closer to the entity.

It seems that Luo already knows, Xiao Lan thought.

The shadow could not speak, he just picked up Xiao Lan's hand and put it on his lips.

It looks like a kiss.

The next moment, after the slight pain of the fangs piercing the skin, Xiao Lan felt that the weight in the body was quickly fading away.

Luo's shadow was sucking toxins from his body.

After absorbing the toxin, the shadow became thinner and thinner.

But he was still sitting next to Xiao Lan, like a guardian.

Xiao Lan only noticed that it was dark now. Looking at the moonlight outside the window, it seemed to be late at night.

The shadow means... let him rest?

Shadow stretched out his hand and held Xiao Lan's shoulder, let him lie down, and covered the quilt carefully.

Although the shadow is silent and silent, Xiao Lan can automatically complete what Luo said.

What he said should be "Sleep, sir."

The exhaustion of fighting and the weakness brought by toxins really made Xiao Lan feel a little tired.

So he said to the shadow: "Good night."

Soon after, Xiao Lan fell asleep.

Black Shadow also lay quietly beside him.

It seemed that he felt a familiar breath, and Xiao Lan, who was asleep, approached subconsciously in the direction of the shadow, and even stretched out his arms around his neck.

Black Shadow completely allowed Xiao Lan's movements, at first glance it looked like a couple relaxing.

In another space, Luo Zuojiao, who was walking alone in the hallway, smiled quietly.