I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games

Seeing no response from the boss's office, Xiao Lan left the office door.

The entire second floor still looks the same as before, just a conference room plus the boss's office, and the conference room 2 mentioned in the news is still missing.

Xiao Lan stood at the top of the stairs. At this moment, the whole staircase looked the same as before, and the voices of the players could be heard, as if the danger had gone away.

It is also not known whether the hidden attack is a one-off or will recur.

Xiao Lan rummaged through her props, and the only ones she could use to escape were [You Can't See Me] and [Reverse Times]. [You Can't See Me] You need to have a target to use it, so if you want to use it, you have to find the hidden existence; [Reverse Times] It's just like loading a file and restarting, the two props are not good in this case use.

If you do it again, the best way is to use skills to dodge, eliminating the sense of existence or moving in space should be fine, as long as you can leave this step.

But Xiao Lan's skill cooling time is too long, and judging from the current development trend, the game's time is estimated not to be long, and it is definitely not enough for his skill cooling down.

So he didn't want to use his skills unless he had to.

Alas, I wish there were more bosses who let him go because of his poverty.

Grasping the 【Bone of Dalit】, Xiao Lan stepped on this step again.

However, unexpectedly, this section of the road went very smoothly.There is no feeling of closed space, no sense of danger that makes people feel overwhelmed, and even the sound downstairs has not disappeared at all.

In this way, he arrived at the first floor smoothly.

Xiao Lan looked back at the stairs, thinking whether Yin had already left, or he could only attack the player once when he attacked the player?

No evidence was found for the time being, and he returned to the office where he was before with speculation.

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Outside the office, all the players of the game gathered here. Seeing Xiao Lan appearing, many people rushed forward to inquire about the situation.

Only Luo noticed that Xiao Lan's state was different from before. He walked up quickly and stood beside Xiao Lan: "Did something very dangerous happen?"

Xiao Lan nodded, and told everyone what happened on the stairs.

Listening to Xiao Lan calmly narrating the crisis in which his life hangs in the balance, Luo Chui's hand beside him clenched his fist tightly, and then forced himself to loosen it after a while.

Luo told himself that this was what Xiao Lan had to go through to grow up, and if he wanted to move forward and become stronger, he was destined to encounter danger, and it might even be more dangerous than this time.No one is qualified to undertake these tasks on his behalf, because doing so will limit Xiao Lan's potential.

Luo imitated the appearance of a human being and took a deep breath to calm down the murderous intent in his heart, and restored an elegant smile on his face.

He continued to stare at Xiao Lan quietly, listening to the other party's narration.

Xiao Lan concluded: "Based on my experience, Yin's attack range is not large, and people who are good at fighting can also feel the threat before it strikes, and it only attacked me once. It is not clear that it attacked me. The time is limited, and there is still a limit on the number of times."

Mu Yang played with the game console: "It seems that you can use props to resist or delay it first, and then create a chance to escape. It depends on everyone's ability to escape or not."

Everyone's expressions were not good after hearing this. This kind of invisible threat is too troublesome. Even if everyone is an intermediate player and has more or less life-saving means, it is not easy to deal with this situation.

Besides, not all of them have keen fighting instincts, and they might not know how they died when the time comes.

Hu Zhai was a little worried: "Could it be that someone is selected every hour?"

"Is it really just one person?" Luo asked, facing everyone's suspicious eyes, he pointed to the program office with an open door not far away, where the players' workstations are located, "The players who have become programs have all Here it is, but why are there three seats there?"

The players turned their surprised eyes to the people around them.

There were Cheng Wenyi and Modan who became the program, there were only two of them, but there were indeed three workstations in that office.

Modan ran a few steps and rushed into the office, searching for the extra desk.

After a while, he came out with a frown: "No, there is nothing. There was a work permit for the table that was planned before, but there is nothing for this one. Did you make a mistake, Fei Luo?"

Luo just kept his usual elegant and decent smile without responding.

Xiao Lan knew that Luo's memory was not affected, so of course he chose to trust Luo at this time.

The rest of the players also felt that the extra workstations were suspicious, and they were more inclined to think that someone was really missing in connection with the fact that the memory would be tampered with.

Hu Zhai's chubby face was bitter: "One person in the first hour, two in the second hour, isn't it the third hour..."

Huabei frowned: "I don't know, what's the rule..."

Xiao Lan took out his work card. He obviously carried the work card with him, but he was still selected. He didn't know what death condition was triggered?And what exactly does he have in common with another chosen player

Is it fishing at work?

No, he wasn't the only one fishing.

Suddenly Xiao Lan had a flash of inspiration: "Is there someone in every department who has had an accident now?"

Players thought about it, yes, the first accident happened to the planning, and the second time it happened to the art and program, so it happened to be one department.Could it be that the law of this selection is not only related to the work permit, but also related to the department they work in?

Xiao Lan compared his work ID with that of other people, but found no difference.

He returned to his workstation and began to check the workstation he hadn't stayed in for a long time.The workstation looked ordinary, and there were no strange talisman paper totems or other things that would be deadly at first sight.

Xiao Lan didn't stop there, and continued to check the table and chairs. In the corner of the table, Xiao Lan found a small "1". will be ignored.

Xiao Lan touched the number: "It looks like some kind of sign."

Then he saw "2", "3", and "4" on several other tables. These numbers should be the numbers of the seats.

After Xiao Lan expressed his conjecture, Mu Yang and Hu Zhai went to check the program and the planning office respectively.

After a while Mu Yang came back, he nodded and said to Xiao Lan: "The empty position is '1'."

Hu Zhai also came back: "The planning vacancy is also '1'."

Xiao Lan: "It can be confirmed now that the seat numbers of the players involved in the accident are all '1', and it is very likely that the order in which players are attacked is based on their seat numbers."

Modan: "Then why plan first?"

Xiao Lan: "Because he didn't bring his work permit, in the death condition, maybe not having a work pass is prior to the seat order."

It was said that the players were all clutching their ugly and weird work permits, it was a matter of their lives.

In fact, Xiao Lan still had a guess. He didn't know if the people in the back row would die earlier if they lost their work permits. It's a pity that none of the players wanted to use their own lives to prove it.

Mu Yang looked around the crowd: "That is to say, according to the current known rules, the people who will have an accident in the next round are the people with seat number '2', and there are... three."

The players' eyes fell on Huabei, Cheng Wenyi, and Hu Zhai.

Mo Dan secretly breathed a sigh of relief in the crowd, fortunately he is not the one who will die this round.

Huabei's face turned pale: "Qing, the situation is not good..."

Hu Zhai's voice trembled a little: "Why do I feel that this boss is full of malice towards the planner? There are only two planners in total. If I don't die this round, will it be me in the next round?"

Huabei was puzzled: "What about the fourth round? Press, press, according to this rule, there should be four accidents, but, but there are only three departments in total?"

Mu Yang poked the game console, and said coolly: "It's possible that there are only four people left at that time."

If the three players selected in the third round are all eliminated, the remaining number is exactly four.

Young man, you are so merciless when you talk about your boss.

Cheng Wen raised his eyebrows when he heard Mu Yang's words, and said more coolly than Mu Yang: "Add ten more essays, praising good people and good deeds."

"Miwu~" Shirley agreed, and licked its pink meat pad by the way, Xiao Lan couldn't help but look at it more.

Hearing the bad news, the gameboy in Mu Yang's hand fell to the ground with a thud.

He must be very eager to go back in time now, and then slap himself with two big ears and make you talk nonsense!

However, the game cannot predict how many players will survive this round. In fact, there may be fewer than four players in the fourth round.

It may even appear that before the fourth round, some departments have already died.

Therefore, in the fourth round, it will be difficult to establish the death condition of dividing heads according to departments.

Xiao Lan: "I always feel that when it comes to the fourth round, that is, 4:44, there may be different changes. After all, 4:44 sounds very suitable for the boss to use his big move."

"Of course it's just a guess." Xiao Lan added to prevent them from panicking too much.

The faces of the players were even more bitter, even if it was a guess, but they didn't expect the big move at all, really.

To make matters worse, it's already past 2:44, and there are less than two hours left before 4:44.

The players seized the time to exchange clues.

Luo took out the scraps of paper and the blood-stained notebook he found earlier.

Mu Yang took out a piece of paper he found in the trash can, the handwriting was so ugly that people could never forget it, it was obvious that it was written by the original planner.

Luo took the paper and matched the notch with the one on the notebook, which completely matched.

Sure enough, this is the part of the notebook that was torn away.

The eyes of the players fell on this piece of paper, which read "Facing Yuehua, Fushan Lingquan waters the statue of Yinyue God, and you can seal it by chanting the spell."

Xiao Lan pointed to the word "spell": "This should refer to the phrase 'He who came from nowhere, goes to where he returns'."

Hu Zhai looked confused: "What is Fushan Lingquan? What is the statue of Yinyue?"

The players who stared at him were also confused. This office looks very modern, and the surrounding environment is also like a villa area. Where did the mountain springs and statues come from?

Is the garbage game trying to kill them?

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After exchanging leads.

The players searched separately in these rooms again, hoping to get clues about these two things.

Two of them were found to be fruitless after being investigated by other players before, so Xiao Lan first targeted the few rooms that had not been opened yet.

Beside the door, Mu Yang and Hu Zhai were having a harmonious and friendly discussion on each other's lockpicking skills.

Mu Yang squatted by the wall and played games: "Hurry up, if it doesn't work, go to Huabei to borrow the key."

Hu Zhai wiped the sweat from his forehead: "This is a skill I have practiced for a long time, and it will be ready soon."

With the cat in his arms, Cheng Wen was still watching the show without saying a word. His hairstyle had changed slightly, and he seemed to have taken the time to tidy it up, as if he was here for a photo shoot.

Seeing Xiao Lan approaching, Cheng Wenyi adjusted his handsome posture and leaned against the wall, ensuring that every detail of himself was perfect. His eyes swept over Luo's body, and there was a faint trace of hostility in the air. move.

Luo also seemingly unintentionally glanced at Cheng Wenyi... Shirley in his arms, he took a step closer to Xiao Lan, and there was a vague sense of hostility in the air.

At this moment, they all felt what it means to be a destined opponent.

Xiao Lan, who was unaware of this, walked up to the two people who were fighting against the door and asked if they needed help.

Seeing this, Mu Yang stretched out his hand and poked Hu Zhai's elastic shoulder, motioning him to get out of the way roundly.

A second later, the door opened.

Watching Xiao Lan enter the room, Mu Yang looked at Hu Zhai suspiciously: "The craft you have practiced for a long time?"

Hu Zhai: "..."

I suspect he's hooked up.