I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games

In the following time, the people who had agreed with Xiao Lan gradually came to the island through the channels arranged by Luo and lived in different areas.

There were so many people on the originally empty island, and it looked more like a base for villains.

Luo was busy dealing with the things on the island. Xiao Lan walked around the island without any problems. Suddenly he heard the voices in front of him.

... full of subtle feelings.

A few more steps forward, he heard a very familiar voice.

"Today, it is our oath meeting of the Brother Xiao Support Association! Everyone knows that because the advent of the world has revealed its magic claws, now we have reached the critical moment of life and death..."

There was a bad hunch in Xiao Lan's heart.

He stepped forward a few steps, and really saw the bright green hair of the first rich man.

The change when killing the Matt girl and meeting before is not big, it is still full of unique personal style.

Standing in front of her was a large group of people, all of whom were uniformly wearing red big flower pants that made Xiao Lan feel familiar.

The shape of beach pants, the background of red, the big flowers of national style, and the unshakable middle-aged fashion sense.

The fear of being dominated by [All Sparks with Lightning] is back.

Xiao Lan did not expect that even after leaving the advent world and returning to reality, this flaming beach pants will still appear in his life, and there is still a star fire that can ignite the original momentum and automatically multiply a large piece.

The first wealthy man enthusiastically waved the books in his hand: "These books are based on the oral experience of many senior players. They are absolutely true. I hope to help everyone at this critical moment. Xiaohe will distribute them later. For all of you."

Cheers came to her in response.

"Everyone can take a look at "Shameless but Useful" and "I Never Tell Other People's Sneak Attack" before fighting, which can greatly improve our flexibility in the battle and inspire inspiration. Probability has a good effect."

"Then there are "100 Ways to Deal with Contract Players." Contract players are very strong, but they are never a dead end against them. Our goal is-never be positive, but don't let any chance of a sneak attack."

"Don't panic if you have an accident, we also have "How to Escape Quickly", "Quick Run in Three Seconds**", "Goodbye My Opponent", to ensure that everyone will survive to the maximum."

"In short, being able to fight around is never one-on-one, and being able to sneak attack is never frontal, just fight and go to the death, but if you can fight, you can run directly, you can not have a face, but you must keep your life."

After listening to the words of the first wealthy, the following audiences applauded, and the picture was like a MLM organization training.

After that, the first rich man led the members of the support club to recite Xiao Ge Quotations, and she also produced a limited edition Quotations Collection specifically for the upcoming decisive battle.

Listening to their recitation of their quotations, Xiao Lan felt that he was ups and downs in the shameful ocean, and was about to be shot to the bottom by a spray.

Who is he? Where is he? Why did he come to this wrong place?

However, the shame did not end.

Soon, the first richest man led them to dance again.

A group of people in red pants pierced the horse steps neatly and moved with the command of the first rich man.

When their fart-shares left, they shouted "Brother Xiao, the world is invincible", and fart-shares to the right are "horizontal and unpredictable."

The sound of shouting slogans is very powerful, but the picture looks... like a group of perverts.

Xiao Lan: "..."

Rich, you are really a talent.

He was trying to sneak away while he was not found, but saw Zhao Xiaohe not far away.

Zhao Xiaohe grew taller, her hair draped smoothly over her shoulders, and she wore a white dress. She looked like a quiet girl, and she didn't seem to be biased by the first richest man.

"Brother Xiao" Zhao Xiaohe waved at him with a smile.

"Xiao He." Xiao Lan glanced at Zhao Xiao He, somewhat relieved. "Fortunately, you didn't dress like them."

After hearing this, Zhao Xiaohe reached out and lifted up his skirt directly.

Xiao Lan was taken aback by this action and was about to cover his eyes. A familiar red appeared in his sight.

The beach pants that were exactly the same as others were worn under Zhao Xiaohe's skirt, full of presence, but the length of the previous skirt just covered it, and Xiao Lan didn't find it.

Zhao Xiaohe was a little shy: "I'm still embarrassed to wear it directly, but I will work hard in the future!"

Xiao Lan: "..."

Why have you fallen?

No effort... really no...

The first rich man just ended the oath meeting. After the people disbanded, she also found Xiao Lan in the corner.

"Brother Xiao!" The first rich man ran towards Xiao Lan excitedly.

Xiao Lan also greeted her: "Wealth."

The first rich man said: "Brother Xiao, rest assured, we are all ready for Brother Xiao's support club."

Xiao Lan's mood is a bit complicated: "Actually... I don't want them to take risks for me. You know, it's dangerous to fight against the world, they still choose carefully."

The first rich man asked Xiao Lan a question: "Brother Xiao, what do you think Brother Xiao's support will be?"

Xiao Lan didn't quite understand: "Backup Club?"

The first rich man said: "In the life-and-death crisis, people's spirits can easily collapse, and sometimes they need to find a belief support for themselves."

"A strong presence of goodness, integrity, and not easy to collapse can support their spirits. This is the role of religion. Religion is the best placebo in a crisis. Even believers in religion know that God cannot personally help themselves. , But faith can support them from being crushed."

Xiao Lan asked: "Why don't you choose to establish a support club for your boss? He is also very strong, and he should be very happy that he has a support club."

According to Xiao Lan's understanding of Cheng Wenyi.

This person usually has a posture to perform on stage at any time. If there is a support club, he will not say anything on the surface, and his heart will be upset.

It may even be possible to give extra financial subsidies in one swipe.

The first rich man looked at Xiao Lan very seriously: "The boss will throw people to fill the sea."

Xiao Lan: "..."

He almost forgot about the traditional skills of Xiao Chengyan, a mentor and disciple.

"And social animals naturally bring resistance to their bosses." First Rich said, "There are too few people like you who are coming to the world. They need spiritual support, so they will Joining the'Brother Xiao Association' is not a blind worship of the strong."

She pointed to the distant crowd: "Do you think they are happier and more courageous than most people?"

"Fighting is their own choice. They are eager for an ordinary and stable life, so they are united to resist the advent of the world, whether they join the reincarnation, or join the Brother Xiao Association, they are all ways to pursue their goals."

Xiao Lan looked at the first rich man in surprise.

He did not expect that the other party had such an intention to establish the Brother Xiao Support Association.

The first wealthy man did not establish a joke-like fan base, but used Xiao Lan's deeds to build a spiritual defense for those who were troubled in the advent of the world.

Are they really admiring Xiao Lan?

Not necessarily, they are just looking for the hope of life in their hearts, and Xiao Lan just bears this hope.

This girl who killed Matt was unexpectedly transparent.

The heart hidden under her appearance of Zhong Er can even be said to be wise.

Xiao Lan said sincerely: "Wealth and wealth, you are so powerful."

The first rich man laughed: "Brother Xiao, don't look at me like this. In fact, I went to college when I was fourteen. I am currently studying for a doctorate in sociology in the country. I just went abroad too early, which caused my language level to deteriorate a little. ."

Xiao Lan suddenly felt what it meant to be inhuman.

Some people seem to be sand sculptures, but they actually hold scripts of talented girls.

But it is the killing version of Matt.

At this time, the first rich man handed over the "Brother Xiao's Classic Quotations and Decisive Battle Limited Edition" in his hand: "Brother Xiao, can you sign me?"

Xiao Lan was very moved and refused her decisively.

Not far away, Cheng Wen stood at the window and looked at the scene of the demons dancing around.

Long ago, he knew that there was Xiao Lan's support club in the reincarnation, but he also didn't take it seriously, because Xiao Lan obviously had no ambition to establish an organization, and this support club did not do anything extraordinary.

He has complete information on the first rich and wealthy, and he knows more about this alternative subordinate than Xiao Lan.

Since she didn't do anything that was bad for herself, Cheng Wenyi let her act.

But I did not expect that this joke-like support club developed quickly, and later even attracted more people to join the reincarnation, which led to the further expansion of the reincarnation.

Cheng Wenyi touched Shirley in her arms: "The first richest man is an interesting girl."

Shirley narrowed her eyes comfortably: "Mi Woo~"

Mu Yang was sitting on the sofa not far away. Today, he rarely did not indulge in games, and he didn't even hold the game console in his hands.

Mu Yang stared at Cheng Wenyi and said, "Boss, you have arranged all the properties under your name to the agent. Surely you still worry?"

Cheng Wen nodded and said nothing.

Mu Yang: "What do you think we have a chance of success?"

Cheng Wenyi said: "30%."

Mu Yang was surprised: "So little?"

Cheng Wenyi looked out the window: "Xiao Chengyan was so strong that he failed, although I always wanted to beat him, but I knew that I was indeed inferior to him, whether it was Samsara or Xiangliu or Xiao Lan's support club, it was not like nothing. Amnesty is also an elite teacher."

Mu Yang puzzled: "Why do you...?"

Cheng Wen smiled and withdrew his gaze: "There is no one-size-fits-all thing in the world. When life is alive, there is a 30% chance of betting. Are you? You can still leave now."

Mu Yang shook his head and refused without hesitation.

To say that the most die-hard person in the whole reincarnation is Mu Yang.

Don't look at Mu Yang being obedient and obedient by Cheng Yiyi. In fact, when he first entered the advent world, he was also a cruel character.

He was an orphan. He grew up in a very poor orphanage, and he learned the means at a young age.

After entering the advent world, it is also fierce and fierce like a lone wolf.

But he was still too young at that time. Not only was he physically weak, but he also had insufficient experience. Adults who were shameless to the heart often suffered a lot, and had many experiences of escaping from death.

Later, he was yawned by a group of people and almost died.

It was Cheng Wenyi who brought him back on the verge of death and was interested in his talents. He began to teach him the way to survive in the advent of the world and told him the importance of education.

After following Cheng Wenyi, Mu Yang gradually got a little boyish atmosphere and began to play the game like other teenagers. He was often fined for writing because of his boss.

But once anything threatens Cheng Wenyi, he will still reveal his sharp teeth and fangs.

Mu Yang said seriously: "Boss, your camp is my only position."

Cheng Wen chuckled: "Then I have to make sure I live longer."

Shirley rubbed the palm of Cheng Wenyi: "Mi Woo~"

In a closed room.

The curtains were all closed, making the room very dim.

Wen Zhixian was sitting alone in the room with a large mirror in front of him.

He looked at the mirror, but he seemed to be talking to his friends for many years. The whole picture was a bit weird.

"Axian, have you thought about it?"

"Well, this is the best opportunity. If we miss it, maybe we will never have the opportunity to resist again."

"But... A Sheng, if I succeed, will I not see you? After all, the only place we can meet is in the world."

"Perhaps you can consider discussing with the rebels after success. If you fail, you don't have to struggle."

"Yes, you are so smart, Sheng."

"Our IQ is the same. In fact, I will not be smarter than you, maybe your way of thinking is relatively simple."

"...You are so strict."

"good luck."

"A Sheng, I will come on."

"No matter what, I will be with you."

Wang Ke opened his eyes from his sleep, what he saw was his brother's face magnified countless times.

"Brother~ you wake up!" said the big face.

Wang Ke slapped Wang Teddy's furry head in a slap and instantly got up from the bed.

Standing on the floor, he clenched his fists and felt his body regain strength.

Wang Ke's eyes fell on the knife Wang Teddy prepared for him.

This is in the real world. [Blood] naturally cannot be brought out. This knife was copied by Wang Teddy according to the size of the blood, and it feels similar in seven to eight.

Wang Ke took the knife and waved it in his hand.

The feeling of manipulating the body is still a bit strange, but the movement is no longer the previous weakness.

Although Qi Ning's treatment process was a bit rough, the curative effect was really good.

Wang Teddy ran over and asked, "Brother, how are you?"

Wang Ke backhanded his brother at the knife, and stopped precisely at the tip of his nose, exactly.

Wang Ke said: "I already mentioned the knife."

"Wow~~~~~" Wang Teddy jumped up happily and ran across the room as if he were a teddy.

As if all the ordeal hadn't happened yet, he was still the carefree little Teddy under the protection of his brother. The biggest worry was that he accidentally lifted his brother's underpants and was beaten.

Looking at the stupidity of his younger brother, Wang Ke said helplessly: "Stupid boy..."

In a secluded corner of the cemetery.

Qi Ning squatted in front of Cen Wei's tombstone and reached out to gently brush the dust off the tombstone, moving gently as if stroking his long-lost lover.

He took off the mask infrequently, and the shadow cast by the shade covered his face, and only the prominent white hair could be seen.

But because of the remote location of the cemetery, it is not clear today, and there is no curiosity around.

Qi Ning outlined Cen Wei’s photos with his fingertips, and his tone was gentle that no one had ever heard before: “Soon I will be able to accompany you often, perhaps in reality, perhaps under Jiuquan ."

"Will you wait for me?"

"Still say, you don't want to see this **** me..."

"Am I already different from the seniors in your memory?"

In the photo, Cen Wei's smile is as warm as ever.

Just like every time I met him before.

Quietly in the cemetery, only Qi Ning whispered.

Jun buried the mud and sold bones, and I sent snow to the world.

Perhaps there is only one bone in this tomb, but it contains the souls of two people.

A person died in the killing that year, and a person buried his heart with his death.

After a long time, Qi Ning put on a mask and got up.

He left the cemetery and followed the guide to the final destination.