I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games

The same thing happens simultaneously in many game fields.

Players with strong combat power face the boss directly, while those with weaker combat power choose to siege, or do not take the force route and go directly to where to dismantle, just like a happy demolition team.

The first rich man is organizing the members of Brother Xiao's support club to demolish a century-old mansion.

This is the center of this game field, where fierce centuries-old ghosts live. They are brutal and bloodthirsty, and they don’t let everyone in, but because of the restrictions of the house, they can’t leave the old house.

And the first richest man did not go in, taking advantage of the noonday sun, directly demolished outside the old house.

The demolition of ping-pong and ping-pong made the scope of Li Gui's activities smaller and smaller, but made them helpless.

The first wealthy green hair gleamed in the sun. She took a trumpet rolled up in a paper tube and stepped on a pile of demolished bricks: "Everyone is going to dry, every brick we move today, Will become the cornerstone of the player's liberation movement!"

"Liberation!" the players shouted.

Zhao Xiaohe added: "Not only that, the boss said, as long as he finished the ticket, he will reward each person with a suite. The rebels also said that they will give everyone a car in the future, everyone will work harder, and a better future is waiting. Hold us!"

"One suite! One car!" The players' voices became louder.

Under the double encouragement of ideal and reality, the players demolished the land even harder.

The wall of the old house collapsed again, and the ghosts in the angry room were black and billowing inside, and it seemed to be going crazy.

But in the face of the midday sun, they really dare not make trouble.

As long as it waits at night... at night they can pack up this group of guys.

However, according to this demolition rate, at night the entire ghost house may have only one layer of land left.

A group of ghosts about to be homeless suddenly felt the biggest crisis in history.

Wang Ke and Wang Teddy rushed into a new game field.

Under the combined force of the two brothers, the boss seemed so vulnerable that he soon fell down.

They are planning to draw the mark on their body into the next game.

There was a fissure in the space in front of him, and from the inside came a gruesome laughter: "Ha ha... ha... long time no see..."

The two brothers looked towards the fissure and clenched their weapons to make a defensive gesture.

It will appear in the game like this suddenly, except for their teammates, only the one that is down to the world.

Whatever it is, it’s always a bad comer.

The thing in the crack finally came out.

That's something personal.

It is a thing because it looks like many things are stitched together, with a thick human arm, a carapace like an insect, and some legs with fur that can't see what an animal is.

In short, this thing looks like everything, and still maintains a human form, but it is not like a person.

"Wang Ke..." The monster's body suddenly turned a head.

The two present were very familiar with this head, this is—

Zhang Yiqin.

Zhang Yiqin's head was originally turned away from them. He turned around hard. His **** eyes stared at the two with malicious intent, and he could see the red muscles exposed at the junction of the neck and the body.

"Hahaha...hahaha..." Zhang Yiqin smiled nervously, as if he had found something interesting.

"Wang Teddy..." The other head lifted from the monster's chest.

This is also an acquaintance-

Liang Si'an.

Liang Si'an's head was roughly sewn onto the monster's body, like a strange sarcoma growing on his chest.

Liang Si'an's face was gray, his eyes were cloudy, and his mouth was cracked, revealing a greasy smile: "I didn't expect it? We... met again..."

Wang Teddy said disdainfully: "It's really a scourge that has been left for thousands of years, and death is not clean."

Liang Si'an smiled dumbly: "Hey...the dead players will become npc if they are lucky, and we are very lucky, so we became the boss..."

"It is lucky to be chosen to enter the world..." Liang Si'an said.

"It's even more lucky to be a boss...Fate is on our side..." Zhang Yiqin said.

The two of them seem to have completely merged into one, being shaped into a brand new boss.

Because the two people either had their necks broken or their heads cut off.

This made them all talk intermittently, their voices hoarse and ruined, and it was uncomfortable to hear in their ears.

Liang Si'an stared at the two brothers: "The advent of the world has discovered your movements, not only the contract players, but also the bosses will participate in the encirclement and suppression of you...hehe...how long can you persist?"

Zhang Yiqin: "Haha...Wang Ke...You've always been dreaming. If you want to take your brother away, it's simply a fool's dream. Now you have to fight against the advent of the world...hahahaha..."

Liang Si'an and Zhang Yiqin said at the same time: "You... are dead..."

Facing the monster in front of him, Wang Ke raised his knife without expression: "Did you forget, who is the captain?"

Wang Teddy again showed that cold smile: "If death is not enough, I can send you one more time, free of charge."

The words fell, and the brothers attacked the enemies in front of them.

The blood-red long knife and the pure white dagger drew a dangerous light towards the assembled monster.

Although the monster combined by Liang Si'an and Zhang Yiqin was huge, but it didn't move very slowly, the powerful animal's legs slammed hard and instantly jumped out.

But the attacks of the two brothers immediately chased back.

The blood-red long knife cut to Liang Si'an's head, and the white dagger cut to Zhang Yiqin's neck.

The monster leaped in place, and suddenly broke away from their attack range, so that the attacks of the long knife and the dagger had to be missed.

"It's our turn..." Liang Si'an said, and the monster's body suddenly fell.

Thick arms waved and hit Wang Ke fiercely.

Wang Ke rolled instantly in place, dodge this attack.

With a loud noise, the ground was attacked and a large pit was smashed.

If this falls on people, the power can be imagined.

But the attack is not over yet. It seems that Wang Ke's serious injury has been recovered, and it must be better resolved than Wang Teddy.

Successive attacks are rushing towards Wang Ke, trying to buy time to kill him in a short time.

"Booming" violent smashing one after another, but they were all avoided by Wang Ke.

They guessed right. Although Wang Ke's body was healed by Qi Ning, he quickly recovered his fighting ability.

But how could the days trapped in the cocoon for more than a year leave him no harm?

Now Wang Ke has not reached his usual state.

But don't forget his skills. The more injured he is, the stronger he is. This is the source of his ability to get rid of his difficulties after being trapped for more than a year.

All damage will increase his attack power.

Wang Ke waved [bleeding blood] suddenly rushed to the front of this group of strange.

【Bleeding blood】Scaring a cold **** knife in the air, trying to cut the monster off.

Just then, Liang Si'an and Zhang Yiqin's faces showed strange smiles.

They opened their mouths at the same time.

Zhang Yiqin's mouth sprayed purple hallucinogenic smoke, and Liang Si'an's mouth spewed green venom.

At such a short distance, even if Wang Ke was too late to evade, he was about to hit two obviously problematic things.

But who told him to have a younger brother?

"Wang Ke will not be hurt in a minute." Wang Teddy's voice sounded in time.

The two who had eaten Wang Teddy's losses and even lost their lives suddenly felt bad.

However, as they had previously expected, it was too late to dodge at such a short distance.

The smoke and venom cannot contaminate Wang Ke, but the **** knife light has already arrived.

He cut it sharply and cut the combined monster into two pieces.

Wang Ke closed his knife with no wave of tone: "Waste."

"No..." Zhang Yiqin's eyes widened.

"How is it possible... that we are... lucky..." Liang Si'an murmured, but his voice became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared.

As their words fell, the combined corpse instantly began to rot-fail in an incredible way, accompanied by soaring odor, and turned into a pool of creeping liquid.

The two brothers who knew what was about to happen suddenly flashed away, preventing the liquid from approaching them.

I could not find a replacement target, and the fluid gradually lost its activity and dried up on the ground.

Wang Teddy smiled and said to his brother: "Now I have killed them once, and you have killed once, cool?"

Wang Ke raised the corner of his mouth: "So so."

Wang Teddy asked: "Brother, how is your body, do you want to take a break first?"

Wang Ke shook his head: "No."

At the next moment, the two brothers disappeared and went to the next game field.

Qi Ning just ended the battle on the previous game field and entered a new copy.

As soon as he stepped in, Qi Ning felt something was wrong.

This is a lively street, the faces come and go are very young, with the unique vitality of youth.

They walked across the street laughing and chatting, talking about what happened recently, and new paragraphs on the Internet, and occasionally complaining about their studies and interpersonal relationships. It seems that there is nothing particularly troublesome in life.

Qi Ning is familiar with this place.

This is the most popular street near the university town, full of cheap, creative and creative shops. The college students nearby like to come here in their free time.

This is also a place where he used to come when he and Cen Wei once dated.

Everything around is very familiar.

This ice cream is loved by Cen Wei.

Cen Wei often wandered outside the cat cafe over there, because he was allergic to cats and dared not go in. He could only solve the greed through the glass.

There is a restaurant not far away, Qi Ning can clearly recite which dishes Cen Wei likes.

He now set foot in his memory.

Seems to revisit the old place.

But Qi Ning reached out and touched his face, and the texture of the fingertip mask clearly reminded him that he couldn't go back.

Qi Ning knew that he had entered a certain illusion.

He walked cautiously on the street, observing everything around him.

The young people who come and go don't seem to feel strange about his appearance. They pass by him and continue to play with themselves.

Finally, Qi Ning's footsteps stopped in a familiar coffee shop.

The simple decoration, which contains many plants, looks very fresh and natural.

And in a familiar position, a man was sitting, and the man was waving to him with a smile.

It was a face that appeared in Qi Ning's memory during countless dreams at midnight.

He remembers every expression on that face, happy, happy, sad, depressed, helpless...

It is Cen Wei.

Through the coffee shop glass, Cen Wei waved his mouth while comparing his mouth: Senior, come soon.

Qi Ning stared at him for a long while and turned to step into the coffee shop.

Then sat in the position where he most often sits.

In front of Cen Wei is a cup of latte. The lahua on it is the same as every time before, it is a fat cat.

Cen Wei looked at Qi Ning with a smile: "Senior, you are late, are you too busy working?"

Qi Ning suddenly remembered, when was this conversation...

Cen Wei still smiled, and was not angry about his boyfriend’s lateness: "Senior, let me tell you, I just got an internship! And it's an emergency department, my dream department."

This is the day when Cen Wei will go to the emergency department for internship.

It is also the source of all nightmares.

Shortly after this, Cen Wei...

Qi Ning recalled his speech at the time: "Congratulations, your efforts during this time have not been in vain."

Cen Wei took a sip of coffee: "I didn't expect them to choose me, I thought it would definitely not be done this time."

Qi Ning: "No, they will choose you because you are really excellent."

Cen Wei smiled: "Seniors, you always praise me so much. I feel that after I was with you, my grades have advanced by leaps and bounds. It really turned out that the aura of learning gods shone on me."

Qi Ning: "That is your own effort, but the emergency department is very busy, you have to be prepared."

...

Qi Ning repeated the scene of the year according to the memory.

Cen Wei on the opposite side also repeated the same dialogue exactly, making people feel as if time and space overlapped.

But all good things are short-lived, and the dialogue in memory always ends.

Seeing the coffee in front of Cen Wei came to an end.

Qi Ning stood up without saying a word, and turned away without saying anything to this Cen Wei.

Cen Wei said with a smile: "How did the senior leave? Won't you stay with me?"

Qi Ning's voice was indifferent: "It doesn't kill you for his sake, but don't say unnecessary words to ruin my mood."

His tone was sober, obviously he was not confused, he just briefly used the other party's bait to relive an old dream.

However, dreams are dreams after all.

This short fantasy dream should be awake.

"Cen Wei" was silent for a while and seemed to weigh something, but he still said: "Senior--"

Qi Ning's voice froze: "Bearing his face, you better not make any unusual behavior."

At the same time, a flashing silver scalpel appeared in his hand, and a lavender smoke began to wrap around his fingertips.

This shows that Qi Ning is already a little impatient, and his patience with the counterfeit is about to reach its limit.

"Cen Wei" no longer speaks.

With a mask-like smile on his face, he watched Qi Ning's tall back as he moved away.

Qi Ning stepped out of the coffee shop.

Suddenly, the lively streets paused for an instant, and all the noise and laughter stopped at this moment.

Everyone on the street keeps the previous movements, and it looks very vivid, but if you look closely, you will find that there are no facial features on their faces, but just a group of puppets.

With Qi Ning's footsteps, the roadside lights gradually disappeared.

The buildings on both sides of the street gradually changed from fine to rough, and the details of the ground are getting less and less.

Later, only a few simple cubes stood on the bare ground, like the most rudimentary 3D model.

There was darkness ahead, and Cen Wei's voice came from the darkness.

"who are you……"

"I don't know you..."

"Um! Why... why do you..."

There was a stumble of footsteps in the darkness, and it seemed that a seriously injured person was struggling to survive.

But soon, a more powerful footsteps quickly caught up.

Then there was the sound of the blade piercing into the body, one knife after another, mixed with Cen Wei's vague cry.

"Senior... Save me... Save me..."

"Senior...Senior..."

"Study... long..."

Qi Ning's fists clenched.

This guy, using Cen Wei as a bait again and again, repeatedly dug the unhealed wound in his heart, he is really angry now.

Qi Ning's voice was cold: "Don't act anymore. Cen Wei died outside the game. His death has nothing to do with coming to the world. You are nothing."

The call for help in the dark stopped.

A strange voice sounded this time: "Oh, I can see the deepest hole in your heart, obviously there is such a big bleeding wound, you don't even want to fill it?"

"In the advent of the world, it is actually very simple to want to resurrect him, isn't it?"

Qi Ning disdain: "The counterfeit products that deceive themselves."

The voice in the darkness changed: "It is omnipotent to come to the world. If you choose to become a contract, you will understand that this is a completely different form of life, and it is not impossible to resurrect a person."

Qi Ning was unimpressed: "If the advent of the world is truly omnipotent, you will not only dare to secretly take people away from reality. As for the resurrection, have you ever seen a contract player who died completely returned? Can they really be human if they become npc or boss?"

He certainly tried to resurrect Cen Wei in the advent of the world.

But countless failures made him understand that even if it came to the world looks very powerful, but it is not omnipotent, and even subject to many restrictions, it is impossible to return the lost life.

Even if he can create a Cen Wei that is exactly the same as in his memory, it is just a puppet driven by his own memory.

He doesn't need such a consolation.

He would rather live sober and painful than to embrace a counterfeit in exchange for false happiness.

"Hehehe... What a stubborn guy..." The voice changed again, and the man in the darkness finally came out slowly.

This is a man in casual clothes, and it looks ordinary in other places.

But his mouth is particularly large, but there are many long tongues in the opened mouth, which makes him look very strange.

The man’s voice changed again: “I like your voice a lot, I wanted to collect it a little more gently, and now it looks like it can only be used in a rough way.”

With that, the tongue man threw towards Qi Ning.

His mouth suddenly opened wide, and more tongues were deep in the middle. These tongues were like sharp arrows, and they aimed at Qi Ning.

He aimed at Qi Ning's more important points, but just avoided the neck, it seemed to be as before, and wanted to collect Qi Ning's voice.

Qi Ning cut the attacking tongue with a backhand.

But at the next moment, his scalpel was corroded, and the blade part disappeared directly.

The tongue man smiled, and a new tongue grew out of his mouth to replace the severed one: "Don’t underestimate me."

Qi Ning threw away the knife, and a new one came out of his fingertips: "Of course, the doctor's scalpel can be replaced at any time."

The two sides continued to confront each other.

Tongue man's resilience is very strong, almost immediately after being cut off the tongue can be reborn.

The angle of his attack was also very tricky. On several occasions, he swiped dangerously from the vital parts of Qi Ning. Yin Hong's blood oozed out and was absorbed by the black clothes, but he couldn't see it on the outside.

Qi Ning once again threw away the corroded scalpel, and there were many scalpel debris scattered around.

Tongue man said: "Don't struggle anymore, your voice must be nice to scream, I really want to know, what would such a cold person look like?"

"Hey, hey..." It seemed to be a fantasizing scene, he even laughed at himself.

But with a smile, he found something wrong. When did so many blood bubbles appear on his tongue?

And these blood bubbles are spreading rapidly, becoming more and more, making it even more difficult for him to breathe.

"You..." Tongue Man looked at Qi Ning in surprise.

Qi Ning's tone was with a smile: "It's just a little virus, but it's only happening now. Your physique is stronger than I expected."

At this time, the red blood bubble had occupied almost all the tongue of the tongue man, and was spreading all over his body.

His tongue became swollen, making it difficult for him to speak: "what...when...what...poison..."

Qi Ning, playing with a scalpel, slowly approached him: "I don't need to poison, I am poison myself, attacking me unpreparedly, I am looking for death."

The tongue man twitched under the rapidly spreading virus, his breath was short, his body was unnaturally stiff, and blood was still pouring out of his mouth.

He had lost control of his body, and the fear of death struck him, making him unable to shudder.

He seems to be dying, dying in the hands of an ordinary senior player.

how can that be possible? He is a contract player, he is a more advanced life form, how can he be defeated by this low-level creature...

Qi Ning waved the scalpel to the male who fell to the ground.

"You shouldn't use his voice, every word you say makes me sick."

"You don't deserve his face, every smile you make is so disgusting."

Every sharp blade of light falls, accompanied by blooming blood.

Qi Ning cut off everything that made him feel sick.

Throughout the process, Qi Ning was calm, even with the same tone as before, without any slight waves.

In the end, the tongue man stopped moving.

Following his death, the surrounding environment began to collapse, revealing the original copy.

After doing all this, Qi Ning wiped her hands clean, then straightened her bowler hat, turned around and continued to look for her goal.