I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games

Taking advantage of the slight chaos in the classroom, Xiao Lan pretended to be watching the fun, but actually took the opportunity to observe the students present.

Mrs. Weld, the headmaster, said before that Cliff College was established for special children, but except for a few students in this classroom who seem physically disabled or have some intellectual disabilities, most of them look normal.

Even judging from the current situation, they all have the liveliness and enthusiasm of young people, and they get along with their classmates very naturally. It doesn't match Xiao Lan's original guess that they may have psychological problems.

At present, it is not clear what is special about these students.

The sound of glasses being knocked over was one after another, and various messy situations emerged one after another. Luo Mai quickly moved between the students' seats with his long legs, like a busy lifeguard.

With a smile on his face, he quickly and gracefully dealt with the situation created by the students, but he had a new understanding of the confusing behavior of human beings in his heart——

Humans are indeed difficult creatures to understand.

The enthusiasm of the students was getting higher and higher. Later, Mrs. Weld had to announce that if there were too many mistakes in class, points would be deducted, which prevented several students from trying to study the explosion in the beaker.

When get out of class was over, Xiao Lan followed the students to pack up the table and leave.

And Luo walked with the principal.

It seems that the two have no chance to act together for the time being, but it is not bad to look for clues from two angles. After all, the status of a student has many obstacles on campus.

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Back to the bedroom.

The dormitories of Criff College are all single rooms. There is no problem of students interfering with each other at night. The dormitories are very quiet, and it seems that they can sleep well.

After washing up, Xiao Lan lay on the bed and suddenly felt that the silence in the room was a bit too much.

When he was in the game, he always acted with Luo, and even when he was sleeping, they were mostly together.In reality or in the player's residence, the two are just separated by a wall.

It seems to be a rare experience to be completely separated like this.

Xiao Lan actually felt that she was not used to it.

Habit is really a terrible thing.

Lying on the bed, Xiao Lan took out the envelope from the storage space when she met Luo for the first time. The envelope was still the same as it was at that time, with a European style, not very particular paper, and it was still written in the familiar handwriting. With "Luo".

It's just that the item description changed from "This is Zhang Dong's recognition of you, because you are poorer than him, but this envelope looks like a random supermarket. Goods", became "Your life will always have my company, until the end of everything".

Xiao Lan rubbed the surface of the envelope with her fingertips, recalling the time when the two had just met, at that time he was just a newcomer with a confused face, and Luo was just a dark shadow.

It seems like it was a long time ago, but in reality it was only a few months.

Xiao Lan was staring at the envelope in a daze, but the handwriting on the envelope suddenly changed:

[Is there something wrong, sir? 】

Xiao Lan was taken aback, he didn't expect to be faced with this question suddenly, and he still felt a little guilty for no reason, as if he had been caught doing something bad, but he didn't really know what he was lying about.

Seeing that Xiao Lan did not respond, the handwriting changed again:

[There is part of my body in the envelope, if you have anything to do, you can write on the envelope to communicate with me, I can feel it]

[However, the sound cannot be conveyed]

There was part of Luo's body in the envelope. Luo had told him before, but Xiao Lan didn't think about it at the time.

Now that he was reminded, he realized that if the envelope contained part of Luo's body, then he was just touching...

Not only that, Xiao Lan had written on the envelope before, if Luo's face and figure were brought in, that scene would be too exciting.

Stop it...can't think about it...

Xiao Lan patted her face to stop her thoughts of running in a strange direction.

He quickly found a corner on the envelope and wrote:

【It's okay, I just took out the envelope by accident】

【Good night】

After finishing writing, he regretted a little, good night, Luo doesn't need to sleep, there is no good night in his life, if it really is good night, something will happen to Luo.

After a while, Luo's handwriting appeared unhurriedly, without paying attention to the question of good night:

【Good night, sir, I wish you a sweet dream】

"Huh..." Xiao Lan breathed a sigh of relief.

He put the envelope back into the storage space, lay down peacefully back on the bed and closed his eyes: "Let's go to sleep obediently."

Xiao Lan's sleep quality has always been very good, even if there was an extra episode before going to bed, he quickly fell into a deep sleep.

-

Xiao Lan rarely dreamed, but this time was an exception.

In the darkness, his vision gradually became clearer, and what he saw was the familiar corridors of Gothic buildings.

Why is this copy in the dream?Xiao Lan was a little puzzled.

Xiao Lan looked at himself and found that he was still wearing the school uniform of Cliff College. He couldn't see his face temporarily, but judging from his hands, he still looked 15 years old.

The only difference is that there is a piece of cloth wrapped around his wrist at the moment, the way it is wrapped is very poor, the wrapping is messy and airtight, it is likely to cause the wound to fester, it looks like the work of a non-professional.

That is……

Xiao Lan recalled that when he was 15 years old, because his father disappeared and his mother fell ill suddenly, his life became a mess, and he had to try to cook by himself.

However, he may not have been born with any talent related to cooking. He was injured all over his body when he cooked for the first time. The burn on his wrist was especially serious. After the injury healed, it left deep scars. exist.

Why did he dream about when he was 15 years old?

Is it day thinking and night dreaming?

Before he could think clearly, Xiao Lan in the dream had already started to move around. Looking at the surrounding environment, he should be planning to go towards the dormitory.

However, on his way forward, several teenagers also wearing school uniforms appeared not far away.

They looked at Xiao Lan with mockery and playfulness in their eyes, as if they were watching a good show.

"Look, an unlucky newcomer."

"This kid is really underage, and he actually entered the game field of this difficulty, haha."

"Do you sympathize with him? Why don't you go and explain the rules to him?"

"I don't, anyway, newcomers will die sooner or later."

"Do you want to come and guess how he will die?"

"I guess any death trap would kill him."

"I think he will die at the hands of NPCs."

"Maybe he will die at the hands of those lunatics..."

"Tsk, if it falls into the hands of those lunatics, it's better to commit suicide."

These people didn't lower their voices when discussing him, and the malice and nonchalance in their voices were clearly exposed.

Xiao Lan could feel the doubt and fear in her heart in the dream.

He didn't seem to understand why he appeared here, and why he was arranged to enter this strange school. What were those people talking about just now talking about?

What newcomers, what game field, what rules...

And what do they mean by crazy?

In the dream, Xiao Lan walked towards the few people who were talking, trying to get answers from them.But seeing the opponents all rushing away, the speed of those few people was unbelievably fast, even he, who always runs No.1 in the usual sports meeting, could not catch up at all, so he could only stand there alone.

"They...how did they run so fast?" Xiao Lan in the dream was puzzled.

However, no one came out to explain his doubts. He could only go to the dormitory to rest as the principal said before.

Xiao Lan's state at this moment is very strange. He can use his own perspective in the dream to feel his inner activities, but he can't control his actions at all.

He seemed to be both an insider and an outsider.

Watching, thinking but not participating.

The situation he encountered in the dream reminded him of what Cheng Wenyi mentioned before, the previous coming to the world.

According to Cheng Wenyi, at that time, there was no level distinction between players and dungeons, there was no novice field, and it was even common for players to kill each other.

Very similar to the current situation.

In the dream, the young Xiao Lan was still walking forward.

Suddenly, a sound of fast running came from behind him.

The boy subconsciously looked back.

Suddenly, he felt that his neck was being strangled by a cold and hard chain that smelled like rust.The strength of strangling his neck was so strong that he instantly felt the threat of death.

"Hahahahahaha, I can't survive anyway... newcomers... newcomers can't survive..."

"Why don't I come and see you off!"

The man's hoarse voice sounded from the back of Xiao Lan's head, the madness and coldness in the tone made people feel chills down the spine.

The chain around his neck became tighter and tighter, and the feeling of suffocation made Xiao Lan's face flushed, her mind seemed to explode, and every pulse of blood seemed to be a loud noise.

The boy tried to struggle.

He is very good at sports, and he is considered to be a good fighter among his peers.But how can an underage ordinary person be the opponent of a player who has been strengthened by the game.

Even if what he faced was just a poor bastard who had no hope of clearing the level and was driven mad by the pressure of death.

"Struggle! Keep going! Come again! Come again! Hahahaha, I like to see you little bugs struggling!"

As if pleased by the boy's struggle, the chain around his neck loosened a little, and tightened again after he took a short breath.

"Ugh—" the young man groaned in pain, he felt that his neck was about to be strangled.

He understood that the madman mentioned by those people probably refers to the guy who strangled his neck now.

"Hahahahahaha..." Facing the boy's pain, the attacker became more and more cheerful.

It seems that only the dying struggle of the prey can make him feel his strength and overcome his fear of death.

The teenagers on the front line of life and death also noticed this.

In the agony of suffocation, he pretended he was dying, trying to cheat a moment of respite.

Sure enough, seeing his prey was about to die, the man who was not yet enjoying himself loosened the chain in his hand again.

Seizing this opportunity, the boy put his head on the opponent's chin fiercely.

The violent impact made the attacker's head dizzy for a moment, and the movements of his hands couldn't help but relax again.

The teenager seized the opportunity and escaped directly from the opponent's chains.

He didn't have time to check his injuries, so he just glanced back in a hurry, remembering the tall and strong figure of the other party, and then exhausted all his strength to find a random direction to escape.

By the time the attacker recovered from his stupor, his prey had escaped his sight.

"Bah——" the tall assailant spit out a mouthful of bloody saliva. It was the impact that had broken his mouth just now. He looked around sullenly, "You can't escape, brat."

-

The boy ran away in a panic.

On the way, he saw one of the people who pointed at him before, and he stretched out his hand towards him, trying to ask for help——

But he met a pair of mocking eyes.

The boy's movements froze. With such eyes, it was obvious that this person would not help him.

The man really didn't mean to help, he folded his hands and leaned against the wall, his tone full of jokes: "You're lucky, little guy, I don't know if you will have such luck after a while, those lunatics don't have it so easy Give up."

The boy looked back at the empty road, and the uneasiness and fear in his heart were clamoring.

He gritted his teeth, the escape just now had made his body exhausted, but he dared not stop.The boy glanced at the indifferent passerby, changed to a road that the other party could not see clearly and continued to run.

-

I don't know how long I ran, but it was already dark.

The boy was surprised to find that he could not leave the academy at all.

Whether it was over the wall or the gate, it was as if there was some invisible barrier that firmly blocked him inside the academy.

The exhausted teenager found a vacant room and temporarily hid in it.

"Cough, cough, cough..." He held his neck and couldn't help coughing.Now his whole neck is in burning pain, and the feeling of being almost strangled is not good at all.

The boy who finally recovered his breath now felt cold and hungry. He searched the room, trying to find something that could feed him or keep him warm.

However, this room did not know how long it had been empty, and there was nothing but dust and sundries.

The young man opened the last cabinet in frustration, only to find the dust that fell from the cabinet door.

"Ahem..." The boy who was choking on the dust tried to close the cabinet, but noticed that there was a card in the corner that was not dusty. In this environment, a non-dusty thing looked a bit conspicuous.

He reached out and picked up the card, and when he touched the card, words appeared on the card:

[Name: Poverty Can't Limit My Imagination (Bound)]

[Ability: 1. Imagine an ability and give it to yourself within 5 minutes. The poorer you are, the stronger your ability will be (not activated, activation requires a poverty value of 2000 million) 2. Enhance the player's physical fitness according to the degree of poverty (passive, not activated)]

【Cooling time: 24h】

[Explanation: Although I am poor, I can dream!This is the last stubbornness of the poor ghost]

The moment he saw the card clearly, the card disappeared.

At the same time, he felt that there was an extra skill in his mind, which was the weird thing he just saw.

"Skills... Is this playing a game?" The young man frowned slightly, and he still didn't understand his current situation. "It still needs to be activated. What is the poverty value?"

He tried to imagine an ability according to the skill, but unfortunately there was no response at all.

"It seems that it must be activated before it can be used." The disheveled boy sighed, and sat on the spot in frustration.

Xiao Lan, who was on the sidelines, felt very surprised——his skills!Why is it here! ?

Although it is not a problem to say that my dream will fill in the things I am familiar with, but this dream is too coherent, as if it really happened.

He began to wonder, is this really just a dream?

The time in the dream continues.

The moon has come out, but it is half hidden by the thick clouds, showing only a little light.

The cold and hungry teenager looked out the window.

It can't go on like this, he needs to find some food.

He was in adolescence that was prone to hunger, and he would feel uncomfortably hungry if he didn't eat a meal.

Now being hunted down again, and running all the way, his physical strength has already been exhausted, his entire stomach is empty, and he makes loud belly sounds from time to time.

The boy even suspected that if this continued, the sound from his stomach alone would be enough to attract the guy who attacked him.

The boy poked his head out cautiously, and after carefully observing the surroundings, he walked towards the direction of the restaurant that the principal had mentioned before.

He tried his best to hide his tracks, walking forward with the help of the building's cover.

Finally, the location of the restaurant is close in front of us, and the boy's eyes have a light of hope——

"caught you--"

At the corner ahead, there appeared the tall figure that the young man had only seen once. He seemed to have been waiting here for a long time, holding a thick iron chain in his hand, and showing a ferocious smile at the young man.

The young man gasped.

He didn't talk nonsense with the other party, he just turned around and ran away.

"This time, you can't escape." A mad voice with killing intent came from behind him, accompanied by the sound of running footsteps.

The boy didn't dare to look back, but ran with all his might.

He knew very well that if he slowed down a bit, he might not have a second chance to escape.

The two started chasing again under the moonlight. The campus was very quiet late at night, and there was not even a single person in sight.

But the young man was really too exhausted, and the remaining physical strength didn't last long, and he obviously felt his body becoming heavy.

But the assailant behind him had rested for a long time, even had a leisurely meal, and his physical strength was very sufficient. In addition, he was already physically strong, so chasing a young man who was almost overdrawn was effortless at all.

Rather than chasing, it is better to say that he is just experiencing the joy of the prey's desperate escape.

Finally, in a corridor, the attacker who was chasing him waved his chains and knocked down the fleeing teenager in front of him.

"Ugh—" the boy fell heavily to the ground, and made a "bang", which sounded like it was in pain.

"Hey, it's almost enough, you just die obediently." The attacker slowly approached the boy.

The boy fell to the ground, but still tried to prop his body away from him.

"If you want to blame, you can blame the descending world—" the attacker waved the chain at the boy again.

The boy who had been whipped once knew how painful the blow was. He rolled to the side with all his strength, barely avoiding the blow.

A series of attacks rushed towards him, and the boy barely dodged.

Unfortunately, the scope of the corridor is limited, the boy has been forced to the end of the corridor, and there is no other way out for him except a closed wooden door behind him.

"Hahaha——" the attacker laughed, swinging the chain as hard as he could.

"Boom—" the heavy chain shattered the wooden door.

The boy tightened his body at the last moment, curled up at the corner of the door to avoid the blow, but because the door was shattered, the boy's body also fell towards the inside of the door.

The light in the room shone on the boy, and also illuminated the crisis of death behind him.

The cold chains strangled his neck again, and the pain of suffocation struck again.

In a daze, the boy felt as if he could smell the aroma of black tea.

"You're bothering me." A deep, magnetic male voice said slowly, in a tone so elegant that it seemed to be having an afternoon tea party.

"Get out! Don't bother me!" The attacker yelled brutally at the opponent, "Little boy, I will kill you with me later."

"Oh, it seems that I have to defend myself." The elegant male voice said.

"Bah! I warn you—"

In the next moment, the boy felt that the force on his neck that he could hardly resist disappeared.

The young man lowered his head, only to see the hands holding the chain beside him disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He turned his head and found that the guy who had been chasing him had disappeared quickly before his eyes as if by magic.

The young man who escaped from death was panting quickly, breathing in the air he hadn't seen for a long time. He barely supported the ground, feeling that he had almost no strength left.

The footsteps of leather shoes on the ground sounded, and he approached the boy step by step.

Finally stopped not far from him.

"What an unfortunate boy, would you like to come in for a cup of tea?"

Following the voice, the boy raised his head, and saw the shiny black leather shoes, straight and slender legs, and the teacher's uniform that resembled a dress——

Then there was a handsome face with light golden eyes, an elegant smile on his lips, a straight nose, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses with a chain on them.

The man held out his hand to him.

Xiao Lan, who was watching the dream, felt his mind beating loudly, and he was very familiar with this face.

This person is - Luo.