I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games

Inside the utility room.

The place is cramped and cramped, the air is humid and dull, and there is a musty smell unique to old and unoccupied houses in the humidity, integrated into a feeling that normal people would feel uncomfortable.

Luo asked Xiao Lan about his plan:

【Sir, what plans do you have next】

Xiao Lan sat on the barrel she found randomly, crossing her feet and thinking: "Lin Yan doesn't seem to understand this game as well as I thought, otherwise he wouldn't need to monitor me to get clues about Yan."

Xiao Lan suddenly understood why the boss of this game looks so unreal, because the difficulty of this game is not actually the boss!

Zhang Dong is just a source of game clues, his actions are restricted by the rules of the game, and he cannot kill players at will.The same is true for female shopping guides. They are actually just part of the rules of the game.

All deaths result from the player's own actions and choices.

The real danger comes from the traitors among the players.

They will try their best to test the rules, and then guide their teammates to violate the rules, resulting in their death.

However, this game didn't seem to give any special preferential treatment to the traitors. Lin Yan was able to obtain Xiao Lan before because of the old player's advantage - props.If it was a novice player, the death rate in this game would never be so high. There are only four of the 11 players left, and if the betrayers are excluded, there are only three players left.

In this case, it means that there must be clues that Lin Yan doesn't know about. If he doesn't know, he won't be able to destroy them in advance.

"There are still 10 minutes left, let's go back to the places where we found the clues and check."

Xiao Lan stood up: "Luo, we still have a chance!"

While Xiao Lan ran towards the warehouse, she asked Luo to keep a minimum of vigilance.

Yi Luo's current state is no longer able to detect as quickly and accurately as before. Although Luo said that he can still persist, Xiao Lan does not allow him to overdraw his strength like this.

Originally, she was sealed away for an unknown period of time, and after she was reborn, she used her ability many times without being cultivated. Xiao Lan thought that she couldn't do anything to squeeze people out.Moreover, Lin Yan's matter has not yet been resolved, and perhaps Luo's power is still needed in the final step, so it is better to let him cultivate more now.

"Brother Xiao..." Suddenly, a woman's voice came faintly, sobbing and complaining, which made people's scalp go numb.

Xiao Lan turned her head, but didn't see anyone at first glance.

"This way." The voice came from above.

Xiao Lan raised her head and found that Zhao Xiaohe was crouching on the top of a tall iron shelf, her eyes were red, tears mixed with dust on her face, there seemed to be some scratches, and her whole person looked dejected and hopeless.

Xiao Lan had a bad instinct: "Zhao Xiaohe? What happened?"

Zhao Xiaohe blew her nose, her tone was lifeless: "Lin Yan, he... He ran out suddenly and smashed the things I found. He said we should all die. Why did he do that?"

She wiped away her tears: "There's no time...I can't find any clues either. Am I doomed, brother Xiao?"

Saying this, the girl who might still be in high school couldn't help crying.

Her life has not yet blossomed, but she was forced to get involved in this weird game, and witnessed her good friends die one by one in front of her.In all fairness, she has performed very well, earnestly searching for clues, avoiding the death conditions, not being deceived by Lin Yan, and even cheering up after facing the death of her good friend.

Even as an adult, it's hard to say whether he can behave like this in this situation.

Unfortunately, there is a betrayer in the team, and his goal is to send everyone to hell.

Xiao Lan didn't choose to say some useless consolation, he quickly said: "There are still 10 minutes, and you still have a chance to find clues. If the time is almost up and you can't do it, then take a gamble."

"According to the rules of the supermarket, the products that are easier to get are more profitable, and the products at the same line of sight have the highest profit margins. According to people's habits, the products on the right are more profitable than those on the left. Think about who Zhang Dong is and what he will buy. .”

Xiao Lan stared at Zhao Xiaohe calmly, with determination and hope in her clear eyes, and there were some things that Zhao Xiaohe couldn't understand, except that there was no fear.

Looking into his eyes, Zhao Xiaohe's heart suddenly surged with courage, it's not the last moment, it's far from the time to give up!Even if there is no clue, she can still gamble on luck. She doesn't believe it, she is doomed to die in the villain's schemes.

Xiao Lan left after finishing speaking.

Looking at Xiao Lan's firm back, Zhao Xiaohe wiped his face, cheered himself up, and secretly cheered himself on.

After bidding farewell to Zhao Xiaohe, Xiao Lan moved forward quickly.

Although he pretended to be a very strong coward in front of the little girl, he still hasn't found any clues...

【Sir, you have 15 minutes left】

Boo!Xiao Lan felt bitter, so he just ran away.

Went back to the Warehouse Chief's office and found nothing.

[10 minute left]

Financial office, nothing.

……

In the last 5 minutes, Xiao Lan returned to the manager's room.

Xiao Lan jumped directly from the window, and with his current physical fitness, he would not be injured at all.

Back on the lawn, Xiao Lan found the cigarette butts and bricks that had been hidden before, and there was no sign of people moving around. It seems that Lin Yan or the flower-armed gangster did not find this place, which is good news.

Xiao Lan returned to the place where he found the cigarette butt before, turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone and carefully studied every detail. Under the illumination of the light, he finally found the trace that he had ignored before.

It was an extremely inconspicuous light gray mark, as if some liquid spread on the ground, absorbed dust and then evaporated slowly.After the baptism of time, a layer of dust has accumulated on it, making it look even more inconspicuous.

Xiao Lan was a little strange before. Although Zhang Dong likes to be lazy and complains, he seems to always talk about it. In fact, he is so cowardly that he only dares to complain secretly on a cardboard box even when he is scolded by the manager. .

Even the disciplinary notice only said that he left his post without authorization and abused customers, and did not show that he was a violent person.

So, why is the warehouse director's office smashed like this?

And at night, I ran under someone's office to climb pipes, and finally slipped my hand and fell to my death.Although Zhang Dong doesn't look very smart, but can a clear-headed person do these stupid actions?

Is it possible to guess that he was not sober at the time?

The brain is not clear, but the body still maintains the ability to move, the simplest guess is - drunk.It's not surprising how many embarrassing things people can do after drinking too much, and it's no problem to feel that they can live every day when they are excited.

But Xiao Lan hadn't seen anything related to wine in every place before, so she ignored it.Now the trace on the ground made him hope again.Perhaps Zhang Dong threw away the bottle after drinking, or carried it with him, and it was confiscated together with his body.

Xiao Lan pointed to the trace, and said to Luo: "Luo, help me check if there is a trace of wine there."

If Zhang Dong squatted for too long to urinate, and he was not very particular about people, it would be so embarrassing.

The shallow shadow stretched out a thin section, slowly covering the gray trace, and it took a longer time this time before Luo's handwriting appeared again:

【Yes, sir】

Xiao Lan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ding-dong-"

"Lucky guys, our game has started, don't keep me waiting."

Zhang Dong's hoarse and unpleasant voice sounded, no matter whether he passed or not, this would be the last time.