I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games

With the help of the bosses who once had an intersection, Xiao Lan and Luo quickly approached the white light ahead.

At the end of the ladder is a dazzling white, white without any impurities, but with a strong aggression, looking at no purity or tranquility, but revealing a cold feeling.

Luo looked at the person beside him: "Are you ready, sir?"

Xiao Lan took a deep breath: "Let's go."

The two stepped up at the same time and stepped into this white snow.

The field of vision was instantly occupied by white, as if the eyes were covered by white cloth.

After a while, something else gradually appeared in the white.

That is still a pure white world.

The white sky covers the top of the head, and at the foot is a pure white chessboard, which looks similar to chess, but unlike chess, all the grids are white and can not contain any impurities.

On both sides of the board are chess pieces, guards, knights, bishops, chariots, and queens.

These chess pieces are pure white like the chess board underneath.

They stood still as if welcoming in line.

There is no king among these pieces.

It's just that there is a figure standing on the opposite side of Xiao Lan.

This man has the same face as Luo, but his temperament is cold and inorganic.

He wore a pure white Chinese suit, covering all skin except his face. His long white hair was scattered, and no flaws were seen. There was no fluctuation in the light golden eyes.

There is no doubt that this person standing on the other side of the board is the one who controls the advent of the world.

He is also the only king in the whole game.

The master looked up at Luo with a calm tone: "You are here."

Luo smiled: "Let you wait a long time."

During the dialogue, the master did not have a glance at Xiao Lan, and the term used was only "you", as if this person were only a trivial foil.

"Too slow." The master gently raised his hand.

Along with his movements, a row of imperial guard pieces on the chessboard moved, and they all turned into soldiers with long-handled axes and rushed towards the opposite two.

Luo also stretched out his hand and moved his fingertips slightly.

I saw that the grid under his feet was instantly dyed black, and the black grid spread out, intertwined with the white grid on the chessboard, and became a standard chessboard.

The same black color was also contaminated with the chess pieces on Xiao Lan's side, turning them into black.

The pattern of black and white confrontation has been formed and represents the beginning of the battle.

Among the black pieces, the row representing the Imperial Guard also moved. Like the pieces under the master, they became soldiers with spears, and fought against the oncoming white soldiers.

With the fierce fighting, occupying both ends of the board, the black and white kings talked calmly.

"Now come to me, too anxious, accumulate some strength, you have the possibility of defeating me." The tone of the master still remains.

Luo looked at him: "Will you be so kind enough to let me save my strength?"

The white axe cut into the chest of the black soldier, and the black spear pierced the belly of the white soldier.

The chess pieces on both sides are sparing no effort.

The dead piece fell to the ground and shattered into dust.

The light golden eyes that dominate the waves seem to want to see through Luo: "Now you have just returned to the previous level, and I will not stay in place waiting for you."

He looked at Luo: "Breath, body temperature, heartbeat, you added something useless to yourself? They don't make you stronger, but disperse your power."

The dominating gaze finally fell on Xiao Lan for the first time: "Is it for him?"

The eyes were condensed and heavy, as if to crush people.

Xiao Lan felt pressure immediately, but he quickly calmed down and stood quietly without showing any weakness.

The master stared at Xiao Lan, and for the first time brought a little wave in his tone, although only a little: "This is... the power of awakening!"

He looked at Luo: "Do you know what you did?"

Luo's tone is the same as before: "Is he already considered our kind? Is this our original purpose?"

Dominate: "No, we don't need the same kind. After observing the world, I found that human beings are difficult to maintain rational creatures. Perhaps they are like us, and they can't be found in the universe. We are the only perfect. Life forms."

Luo said: "You have deviated from your original intention to establish the world."

The master admired his slender fingers with white gloves: "This is just a planned adjustment."

After the front guards fell, the knights, bishops, chariots and queens in the rear joined the battlefield.

The fight on the chessboard continues, and it is getting more and more cruel.

No matter soldiers or nobles, they fell down in the opposite attack, their bodies turned into dust, and they were no longer separated from each other.

Xiao Lan couldn't help but say: "Do you have no awe for life?"

The master seemed to hear something ridiculous. He said in a calm tone: "Awe of life? It really surprised me to hear such words from the mouth of human beings."

"The number of creatures slaughtered by humans is much higher than those that died in the world, including even your kind."

"War, slaves, genocide, concentration camps, colonies... I haven't seen any awe of life."

"The strong always have the right to dispose of the weak at will. This is still learned from human beings, and I have the power to far exceed humans. Why should I care about humans?"

Xiao Lan frowned.

Dominator He Luo, after contacting human beings, went in two completely different directions.

A jungle law that recognizes weak meat and strong food, a choice to accept the equality and freedom that humans desire.

Human beings often sing praises for peace and at the same time provoke war for their own self-interest.

While longing for equality, he couldn't help but bully the weak.

Powerful countries control small countries, powerful people exploit civilians, superiors suppress subordinates, powerful people bully the weak, and small groups of groups exclude the lonely lonely.

But at the same time, humans will cry for the suffering of others, fight for people they have never met, and work together to find a better future in the dark.

Perhaps human beings are such complicated, often contradictory creatures.

The game on the board also came to an end.

The last piece of both sides died together, leaving only a piece of black and white debris.

The master reached out and brushed through the air to remove these worthless garbage out of his territory.

He looked at the two people on the opposite side: "Okay, let's stop here. Anyway, we can't persuade each other. The reasoning is useless. In the end, we still have to rely on strength to determine the ownership of the right to speak."

When the words fell, Bai Guang attacked Xiao Lan and Luo.

This light is pure white, but with terrible power. If it collides unpreparedly, I am afraid that it will only come to an end.

A black shadow appeared in Luo's hands, rushing toward the white light.

The black shadow hit the white light in the front, and the two sides disappeared invisible.

Xiao Lan's skills appeared in the moment when Bai Guang appeared:

[Name: Poverty cannot limit my imagination]

[Ability: Reflection]

Facing the oncoming white light, Xiao Lan raised his hand directly, and a silver-gray mirror appeared instantly on his fingertips. The shape of the mirror was irregular, but it continued to extend in front of Xiao Lan.

Mirroring the white light, Xiao Lan felt a sudden sink in his hands.

Don't look at the master is just a light movement, the strength of the attack can be divided.

Xiao Lan firmly supported the mirror, and finally the pressure on the mirror was light, reflecting the white light back.

It seems that the power of science is still very powerful, even in the face of the unscientific existence that dominates.

The dominator tilted his head to avoid the white light reflected by Xiao Lan: "Interesting."

This human can actually reflect his power.

After the first round of attack, the battle between the three men officially started.

Luo and Xiao Lan cooperated in a tacit agreement, and each attack of Daoguang and Shade was just right.

The dominator looks like a four-body diligent, but he is actually ruthless and accurate.

Bai Guang continually swiped past the two of them, and Xiao Lan and Luo's attacks were continually resolved by the master.

The three people in the battle are very fast, and there are only continuous afterimages in the air, which are dazzling.

There may have been several rounds in one second, both offensive and defensive are completed in an instant, with no room for scoring errors.

Luo and Master are very familiar with each other, and the power comes from the same source, which can just restrain each other.

Coupled with the participation of Xiao Lan, under two hits and one fight, for a time, Luo was slowly gaining the upper hand.

After the new round of confrontation, the blade of Xiao Lan's hand directly cut through the master's face, and Luo's black shadow also left a deep scar on his neck.

There was no blood flowing out of the wound that was dominated by the master.

Just like what was cut, the inside was white.

The master stretched out his hand and gently rubbed his fingertips over his wounds, and healed the two wounds.

The master said, "It really surprised me."

Although his tone sounded like he was talking about financial statements, there was no surprise at all.

Chatting with such people is really boring.

Luo said: "Don't underestimate us."

The master shook his head: "I never look down on you. We all know that we can't kill each other completely. So, how can I not prepare a little more for this?"

Suddenly, there was a fog in this white world.

I don't know where the mist came from, it was surging in the air, making it look like a fairyland.

But Luo didn't mean to be confused by the scene. He frowned and looked at the white mist. He felt a powerful energy in it.

Energy does not appear out of thin air, so where does this come from?

Wu Ting found that his luck was really bad.

Just after a battle with the boss, I still ran into a contract player before I could rest.

That contract happened to be the one he felt the most difficult.

The opponent's speed is fast and the attacking power is strong, so he can only continue to drag the injury to escape, even repair it with props-there is no time for the body.

Wu Ting hid in the corner of the wall and took out healing props to bandage himself under the cover of the ruins.

Although this is not a good time, he really can't hold it anymore. If he goes on like this, he will die of excessive blood loss even if he doesn't die in the other's hands.

Before the bandage was wrapped twice, he heard the whistle that made his scalp tingle.

The long one seems to be very leisurely, with a strange voice.

As a last resort, he can only stop the treatment and continue to hide in another place.

But before he got up and ran away, his white snake Xiaoqing issued a fierce warning to him.

Wu Ting's heart sank, and then he heard something coming from above his head.

"Got you--"

Wu Ting's back was tense for a moment, because he already felt the breath of the other person's words spraying on his head.

It's too late to run away.

Wu Ting raised his head stiffly and faced a skinny woman's face.

The woman was very thin, but Wu Ting did not dare to underestimate her, because the power contained in her thin body was really terrible.

The woman's hair is messy, and she is wearing a red dress like him. She smiled at Wuting: "I like to kill the young lady in red, don't be afraid, you are so beautiful, I will be very gentle to you ."

She looked at Wu Ting's eyes as if she had found a treasure, but what she said made people shudder.

Wuting's throat moved.

He was alive and gave up the pseudonym: "I...I'm a man..."

He said that he took the initiative to tear off the choker on his neck, revealing his throat to show innocence.

The woman's smile stiffened: "Men?"

Wu Ting nodded quickly, and threw the chest pad by the way, hoping that he was not within the other party's hunting range, and tried to find a gap to escape.

Unexpectedly, the woman issued an angry scream: "Ah--, you dare to deceive me!!! You deceive me!!!"

The sunken eyes were round, and the bloodshot eyes were staring at Wuting fiercely: "Cheater, go to die!"

Immediately afterwards, it was the palms of iron tongs that gripped Wuting's neck and pressed him against the wall.

Wu Ting's back slammed into the wall, making his wounds that had not healed worsened again.

The force under the palm was so great that Wu Ting's bones made a gurgling sound instantly, and blood frantically poured into his brain, making him feel that his head was about to explode.

Fuck!

Wu Ting didn't expect that this is the treatment of women's wear.

In general, isn’t this kind of pervert only killing your own target group, how can you find out that you are still violent afterwards? !

What's wrong with the ladies! Is there no human rights for women's ladies? ! !

The eyes were getting darker and darker, and Wu Ting felt like he was about to explain here.

It's a pity that he didn't leave the world before he died...

He hasn't become a first-line female anchor...

It might as well not just expose yourself, maybe you can die a little easier.

Suddenly, a white light appeared in Wuting's eyes, and the force on his neck suddenly lightened.

He barely opened his eyes and saw a mark on the red woman's forehead.

The mark was similar to the one that appeared on the back of his own hand, but it was white.

Now, this white mark is glowing brighter and brighter.

At the same time, the woman's already thin body in red is becoming more and more withered, almost becoming a corpse.

It was like, that mark was absorbing the energy in her body.

"Come... slightly..." The woman in red opened her eyes wide and seemed to be puzzled by what happened to her.

However, the absorption of the mark has not stopped.

Soon, the light in the eyes of the woman in red went out, her body gradually changed from a corpse to a dry bone, and then, even the dry bone was absorbed.

In the end, there is nothing left.

A large living person disappeared in front of Wuting in this way.

"Cough cough cough cough--" Wu Ting coughed frantically, feeling the pain of needle sticks from his throat to his lungs.

It took a while for him to relax.

Looking at the empty ground in front of his eyes, if it wasn't for his wounds that had been aggravated, he thought that the woman's appearance was completely an illusion.

He was baffled by his escape from death.

What was that mark just now? It is so similar to the mark of the rebel, is it the master? But what are the contract players who dominate their killing?

Another game field.

The two contract players are moving together.

They received a task to enter the game to clean up the rebellious players, but they did not want to work hard.

Fighting is risky, and they heard about the hard-to-treat guys in senior players, such as Cheng Wenyi, Xiao Lan, Wang Ke, Wang Teddy, Qi Ning, and Wen Zhixian, who were all involved.

To be honest, if these people are met, they are not sure of winning.

Anyway, they are already contract players, and there seems to be no loss if they do not fight.

"Let's just paddle here and bully the lower and middle players."

"Hey, let the hard-bone bones be gnawed to others. Anyway, we don't want to show up, just have a mouthful of soup."

"How about going out for a drink after this mission?"

"Okay, which store do you like?"

The two walked while chatting, and one of them suddenly stopped.

He said to his teammates: "I think something is wrong..."

"Why—" His teammate turned his head, trying to tease himself, but witnessed the whole process of him being sucked a little by the contract and finally disappearing.

"Hey! What about you? This is illusion, don't play..." Teammates said while looking around, but did not get the slightest response.

He couldn't help raising his hand and touching his forehead.

There is the location of the contract mark, which usually does not appear at all.

There seems to be something wrong with the contract sign, but it cannot be lifted by his own power.

For myself, it seems to have made a foolish decision.

Why does the advent of the world give contract players privileges over other players?

Maybe they are just high-level livestock in captivity?

A vague sense of the truth, the contract player's heart was cold.

Back to the white world.

White mist continuously poured into this space, and was actively absorbed by the master.

After absorbing these energies, the dominating power skyrocketed, and his attacking power became stronger and stronger, which made Xiao Lan and Luo both feel tired together.

"Humans are really useful creatures. I just need to raise them like grazing. When harvesting, they will generate additional value and can also play different functions according to the type."

"How to use human power, this is still your inspiration to me."

The master said on the side that the attack in his hand kept attacking the two.

He looked at Luo and continued: "Do you know why I want to let the advent of the world accelerate to cover reality? Everything is for you to actively appear in front of me, destroying what you want to protect, more than wasting time looking for you everywhere. easy."

"Look, don't you take the initiative to send it to your door?"

"We can't kill each other completely, but what happens if we switch to devouring? I will make you, like humans, the source of my strength."

The dominating voice calmly scares people.

Xiao Lan suddenly realized that the reason why they came to the master so quickly may be the intention of the other party.

Whether it is accelerating the erosion of reality in the world, or letting the contractors look for their clues without flies, or the slow response of the block, he is deliberate.

Won't he designate the players who are best at searching for clues?

Can't he send the most powerful contract player to block the way?

Won't he let the trickier game field stop them?

But he didn't even, and even let some bosses help Xiao Lan.

Even the semi-finished game field that appeared was more like a clue to them than to stop them, suggesting that they were about to reach their destination.

What the master wanted was that they took the initiative.

Then he will absorb the power of the contract players and beat them by surprise!

Solve Luo first, completely control him, and then liquidate the disobedient guys in the player, so that he can solve the resistance force.

Thousands of white arrows of light attacked Xiao Lan, overwhelmingly, with unmatched strength, blocked all his roads.

This time Xiao Lan felt that he might not be able to reflect such an attack.

He clenched the knife in his hand and tried to find a way out for himself.

A darkness suddenly enveloped him.

The darkness blocked Xiao Lan like a barrier, and all the light arrows fell on the darkness.

The collision of light and darkness is obviously not real, but it makes a shocking corrosive sound.

The shadow barrier gradually became thinner under the attack of light arrows, and even a loophole appeared.

Xiao Lan's heart crossed a hint of foreboding: "Luo!"

In the dark, Luo could not be seen, but he extended a hand from it, and that hand pushed Xiao Lan back.

Behind Xiao Lan, I do not know when a crack appeared, and Xiao Lan was pushed away from this white world.

"Sir, go..." This is Luo's voice.

Xiao Lan fell all the way down.

The last picture in front of me was that countless whites wrapped the piece of darkness he was most familiar with and gradually swallowed him.