I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games

As soon as Cheng Wen put down his glass, he asked his assistant: "When did Fei Luo join? Why haven't I met him before?"

The beautiful assistant replied: "It was recommended by three senior VIP members together about a month ago, but today is his first time here."

Cheng Wen thought about it for a while, at that time a month ago, he happened to have something to choose to stay in the world of advent, and did not return to reality.And he has never been interested in voting for membership, no wonder he didn't know that Fero had also become a member here.

This guy who can't find out his background is really a difficult opponent.

He waved his hand, indicating that the assistant could leave.

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the other side.

After Luo showed his membership status, Xiao Lan and Luo walked towards the room where Cheng Wenyi was under the guidance of Wang Shiqi.

The decoration here is low-key and luxurious. There is no exposed high-profile golden decoration, but the design and material of every detail are absolutely extraordinary, so that even those who don't know how to know can tell the intention at a glance.

The air is filled with a faint fragrance, woody tone, not strong, but there seems to be nothing, like an invisible embellishment, but it adds a lot to the whole environment.

Cheng Wenyi's room is the one with the best view here, and there is an exclusive swimming pool next to it.

Xiao Lan looked in the direction of the swimming pool inadvertently, and accidentally caught a glimpse of a familiar figure—Mu Yang.

The punk boy didn't look good right now, he was sitting on a table and chair by the pool, next to a stack of blank composition papers.Mu Yang used the light to write vigorously. He moved the pen so fast that an afterimage appeared on the barrel of the pen.

In front of him, a brand-new Switch with packaging was being held by a man in a suit, with a timer in his other hand.

Just then the timer reset to zero.

The movements of Mu Yang's hands froze.

The man in the suit put down the timer and said ruthlessly, "It's timed out."

Then, he opened the package of the switch with Mu Yang's reluctant eyes, and turned it on to show the other party that the machine was in good condition, and then——

"Puff-"

thrown into the pool.

"Hiss—" the scene made Mu Yang hold his chest in pain.

After the game was over, he went back to check the game consoles that had been cut off from his causal connection, and sure enough, all of them were broken due to various problems or unimaginable accidents, and they were the ones that could not be repaired by Xiudu.

Losing almost all of his game consoles in the last game has already made Mu Yang heartbroken, and now he has to watch a brand new game console being thrown into the water, which is simply a huge torture for game lovers.

Obviously, this is what the document wants.

The man in the suit picked up the brand new PS4 in the same packaging from the table next to him with no expression on his face, and pressed the timer again: "It will start in 40 minutes. According to Cheng Shao's explanation, once the composition is completed, this will belong to you. If it is not completed, this will be the next one to enter the pool."

Hearing this, Mu Yang didn't have time to feel sorry for the dead Switch, he quickly grabbed his pen, trying to save the PS4 in front of him.

Xiao Lan glanced at the side of the man in the suit. There were quite a few game consoles of various types, as well as a few game notebooks that looked quite expensive.

This posture probably means that if Mu Yang fails to finish the composition on time, these things will be thrown into the water one by one in front of him.

Looking at the stack of essay papers on Mu Yang's desk, God knows how many essays he was fined for.

Cheng Wenyi ruthlessly destroys the flowers of the motherland, which is simply a standard tyrant.

At this moment, Xiao Lan's heart was full of sympathy.

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"Young Master Cheng, Mr. Xiao and Mr. Fei are here." Wang Shiqi knocked on the door.

"Come in." Cheng Wenyi's voice came through the door.

Entering the room, Xiao Lan noticed that the style of this room was different from the low-key luxury outside. The overall tone was mainly white. Although gold and diamonds exclusive to local tyrants were not used, the overall style was obviously higher-key, revealing a sense of harmony and harmony. Cheng Wen's breath is similar to that of a person.

As soon as Cheng Wen sat by the window, he was wearing a different high-end white suit from before, as handsome as ever.

He raised his wine glass to greet Xiao Lan and the two: "Welcome."

Xiao Lan nodded to him: "I've been waiting for a long time."

Luo also nodded to him as a greeting.

After the two sat down, the assistant served them tea and snacks, and then quietly retreated, leaving room for the three of them.

Cheng Wen leaned against the sofa, looking very relaxed in his sitting posture, he looked at Xiao Lan: "Before talking about Xiao Chengyan, if you have any doubts, you can ask me

, You may not necessarily have such a mood afterwards. "

Xiao Lan also acted very calmly, and didn't rush to ask Xiao Chengyan what he meant at the beginning: "Why don't we talk about something related to you first."

Cheng Wenyi raised his eyebrows: "Me?"

Xiao Lan laughed: "I'm very interested in you and Samsara. The mode of Samsara is very special in the player organization."

Cheng Wenyi didn't shy away from talking about reincarnation, he asked Xiao Lan, "Do you know what players have in common?"

Xiao Lan gave Luo a look.

Luo Miao understood, and said in a low and magnetic voice: "Sudden disappearance, and then reappears shortly afterwards, and then usually resigns and lives alone, estranges previous interpersonal relationships and minimizes contact with other people. His whereabouts appear and disappear until—one day he completely becomes a missing person.”

"Yes, because of this, their connection with reality is forced to become weaker and weaker, but people always have concerns." Cheng Wen took a sip of wine, "However, players are not allowed to use the abilities given by the game to interfere with reality. In the past, many people felt that they had no hope of clearing the customs, so they chose to commit crimes in reality to leave a little money for their families, and they were finally ordered to be disposed of by the descending world."

"But I'm different. With my original family background, I can provide them with the help they need, and in exchange for some benefits, it's understandable, isn't it?"

Xiao Lan stared into his eyes: "According to your personality, such a method seems to be too gentle, Cheng Wenyi I know is not like a philanthropist."

Cheng Wenyi smiled: "Of course I can also use my influence in reality to threaten them to do things for me. Some people have tried it before. But those who tried this way all died in the end, and most of them died in the game because of the backlash of their subordinates. No one is willing to be suppressed by others, the more powerful the more unwilling, the interests are the most stable connection."

"Employees are like domestic animals. Give them a comfortable environment and keep them in captivity, and they will continuously generate value for you. This is sustainable development."

"I will only help their families in reality, and the price is to pay in the game." Cheng Wenyi said, "Anyway, according to my identity, I don't need to rely on players for help in reality."

If Mu Yang were here, he would definitely say, "Boss, are you showing off your wealth again?" It's a pity that the young man is fighting for the game console at the moment, and has no time to complain about his boss.

Using his power in reality to pluck the wool of the descending world, I have to say that Cheng Wenyi is really courageous, and he is very clear about the range of tolerance for descending the world.

He gathers players, but doesn't use their power to affect the real world, like a philanthropist helping the poor in reality.In the world of Advent, these people gathered by real interests form a powerful player organization.

Even because of Cheng Wenyi's own financial resources, Samsara is extremely irreplaceable, and the members of the organization are more sticky.

After all, other player organizations couldn't find such rich and rich bosses to take care of their families for them.

Xiao Lan concluded: "Is this the so-called middleman making the difference?"

Document [-]: "..."

Why do you suddenly feel that you are no longer qualified, like a second-hand dealer?

Xiao Lan asked: "I heard that the members of Samsara are somewhat unscrupulous in their behavior?"

"This is not my order." Cheng Wenyi expressed his innocence, "KPI is a system formulated to motivate employees. The higher the performance, the more rewards. Isn't it normal to work harder for the goal? Although it can be a bit too much at times.”

To put it simply - a social animal that strives for KPI is invincible.

Seeing Xiao Lan's eyes looking at the unscrupulous boss, Cheng Wen raised the corner of his mouth: "Because they worked so hard, Samsara has news that most organizations don't have."

Xiao Lan still maintained a calm posture: "I would like to hear more about it."

A posture that since you want to say so much, then I will listen to it mercifully.

When Cheng Wen saw Xiao Lan was still indifferent, he also said casually: "Samsara once tried to summarize the strategy of the game."

Xiao Lan had suspected before that there are so many dungeons in the game, and players have a probability of entering the same dungeon, so why haven't I heard of such a thing as a strategy?Listening to Cheng Wenyi's words now, it seems that there is something else going on.

Xiao Lan grasped the key words in his words: "Ever?"

Cheng Wen nodded slightly: "During that time, Samsara recorded a total of 1258 dungeons, which is only a small part of all dungeons. No one knows how many game fields have descended into the world."

"However, when we summed up the records, we found that in the same game, the strategies summed up by different people in different games are different, and some are even opposite. And it's not just a certain game, several reincarnation members have entered It happens all over the playground."

Xiao Lan: "The copy is changing?"

Document [-]: "Yes, the same copy, the same task, but the detailed requirements may be completely different. Even the security options in A's record become a death trap for B."

Xiao Lan said: "In this case, it is impossible to sum up the strategy."

Cheng Wenyi looked out the window: "Yes, the descended world is a constantly changing world. Don't treat it as a rigid system, this is the final conclusion of the reincarnation data summary."

What is it that descends into the world?This thing that hangs over the heads of all players like a nightmare is powerful, mysterious, and elusive.

Both parties did not speak for a while, and the room fell into a brief silence.

At this time, the window made a slight noise.

Shirley, who ran out to play before, happened to come in through the window, and a ball of snow-white fluff fell to the ground as light as a feather.

"Miwu~" Shirley greeted her master.

Turning around, it saw Xiao Lan again, and called out to him: "Mi woo~"

This reminded Xiao Lan that the first rich man once said that Boss Reincarnation brought out a cat from the game, but the first rich man did not say that the cat could come and go freely between the game and reality. I always thought that the cat was not Shirley.

Xiao Lan looked at Cheng Wenyi: "This is Shirley?"

Cheng Wen put down his glass: "Shirley is my experiment in trying to get out of the Advent World. Although I left the game, it was not completely successful. Its connection with the Advent World still exists, and it will still enter with me when I enter the game."

Xue Li looked at Luo, because Luo was suppressed in reality, it felt that the big monsters were not as scary as before.

Gathering up her courage, Shirley tried to walk to Xiao Lan's side, and rubbed her furry head against his trouser leg: "Mi woo~"

Seeing that Shirley wasn't afraid to approach him anymore, Xiao Lan couldn't help but reached out and stroked its snow-white fur.

Shirley's fur is fluffy and soft, smoother than silk satin, warm to the touch, and she can also feel Shirley's happy little purr, which is simply the ultimate enjoyment in the world.

Xue Li raised her head, tilted her head and took a serious look at Xiao Lan, making sure that the other party liked her very much, so she jumped gracefully onto Xiao Lan's lap.

And turned belly up at him.

How many people in the world can refuse the fluffy and soft belly, the little pink meat pads, and the big eyes looking straight at you?

On this side, Xiao Lan and Shirley had a good time.

On the other side, Luo's face was a little dark.

He has a strong sense of crisis, as if... his status as a follower has been challenged.

Very good, worthy of being the strongest opponent he has ever encountered.

Seeing the scene of "I love you, but you love it" on the opposite side, and Luo Hei's dark face, Cheng Wenyi suddenly felt a little refreshed, as if he had finally regained his fortune.

The way he looked at Shirley became extraordinarily kind, even though only a round and fluffy butt appeared in his field of vision now.

What should Shirley be rewarded with?A month's worth of canned food?

No no no, canned food is too ordinary.

As soon as Cheng Wen remembered that Shirley liked to eat tuna, he decided to tell his assistant to prepare enough bluefin tuna for Shirley later, and to send the freshest one directly by air, so that she could eat until she was happy.

Seemingly aware of her master's gaze, Shirley turned her head: "Miwu~"

Then it met Cheng Wenyi's kind and unbelievable smile. If his subordinates saw that smile, they might think that their boss had finally gone crazy.

Shirley tilted her head, her big blue eyes were full of doubts: "Huh?"

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Today's Best Player - Shirley

Shirley (raising her head): Miu~