I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games

Xiao Lan was waiting for her next move in the dream.

However, he felt that everything around him was receding rapidly, as if in an instant, there was only darkness in front of his eyes.

"Tick-"

It seemed that some cold liquid dripped onto his face.

Feeling the coldness on his face, he thought in a daze: Could it be that the students finally couldn't help waking me up with water?

Xiao Lan suddenly opened his eyes.

What catches the eye is the Gothic ceiling of Cliff College, soaring, exquisite but cold.

The only difference is that there is a water stain on the ceiling at this moment, and the shape of these water stains extends irregularly, forming the text:

【She is crazy】

【Blood blood】

The water that dripped onto Xiao Lan's face just now should be the water that makes up the words.

Under his gaze, these words seemed to be evaporated, gradually became lighter, and finally disappeared.

Xiao Lan reached out and touched the water stains on her face, put her finger on the tip of her nose and smelled it.

An unpleasant smell came, as if it came from some stagnant water body. The smell of soil mixed with the smell of algae made the water smell weird.

Who left the handwriting?

Who is the "she" written above referring to?

Xiao Lan turned over and sat up, and observed her room. There was no trace of intrusion, and these handwriting seemed to appear out of thin air.

However, it is not surprising that this situation occurs in the game.

No extra clues could be found for the time being. After washing up, Xiao Lan changed into her school uniform and left the dormitory.

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After breakfast, Xiao Lan came to the classroom of his first class.

At this time, there was still some time before class, and the students who came early and had nothing to do began to gossip quietly about the school.Because the students of Criff College are not all admitted to the school, their gossip can always find students who have never heard of it as listeners.

Xiao Lan, a new classmate who just entered school and looks fair and handsome, is a good choice.

The three students came towards this side, they moved closer to Xiao Lan, their eyes were filled with the desire to spread gossip.

"Hey~ You just entered school, right? You look so good-looking. I noticed you yesterday." A red-haired girl spoke first with a smile.

"Hello, my name is Xiao Lan." Xiao Lan also smiled at them, looking polite and harmless.

Three students also introduced themselves.

Then, they exchanged glances, and one of them said enthusiastically, "Do you know the rumors about the academy?"

Xiao Lan shook her head cooperatively, and at the same time looked at the other party with expectation in her eyes, pretending to be full of curiosity.

Immediately, the three teenagers sat down near him as if they had found a treasure: "Then we will give you a popular science."

This is also the reason why Xiao Lan came to the classroom early.

When the students are bored, they will always find something to divert their vigorous energy. The campus legend is a well-known topic, and it may be rewarding to wait and see.

Look, here it comes.

The red-haired girl named Xili said mysteriously: "The most famous rumor in the college is probably the monster in the northern tower."

Xiao Lan cooperated and asked: "There are still monsters here?"

Xili nodded: "It is said that there are two giant snakes imprisoned there. They are very huge. Not only that, they can also imitate human speech. If someone is fooled into the tower, they will be eaten by them!"

Xiao Lan looked at the expectant eyes of the three teenagers, and continued to cooperate and asked, "Has anyone seen them?"

"Of course." Siri said, "It is said that the former seniors heard a little girl's voice near the northern tower, that voice said 'Adeline is so scared...', an unbelieving senior secretly went over and thought Saved people, but never came back.”

Xiao Lan captured the keyword "Adeline". It seems that this northern tower is a place that must be seen.

Xiao Lan tried to find out more: "Who is the senior who told the rumor? Can I still find him?"

The three teenagers looked at each other in blank dismay. Obviously, the seniors in this kind of rumored college ghost stories lived in the word of mouth of the students from generation to generation, and they had never seen a real person.

"Have you been to Cornwall before?" Celie asked simply changing the subject.

Xiao Lan: "I just came here recently to enter Corif College, I haven't been here before."

"Then you must not know about the night of the red moon." Xi Li looked at Xiao Lan, saw the curious look on the other party's face before continuing, "The night of the red moon is a unique legend here, here every month For three nights the moon will turn red."

Xili lowered her voice: "You must not go out during the night of the red moon, because there will be a lady of the red moon wandering around in the night, if you are caught by her, you will die."

Xiao Lan also lowered her voice, showing curiosity and fear: "Who is Mrs. Hongyue?"

Dave, a curly-haired chubby man, said before Celie could speak: "According to legend, Madam Hongyue wears a gorgeous blood-red dress and her face is covered with a black veil. She looks like the most elegant lady." .”

"But once she finds the prey, she will appear behind the other party in an instant, and then peel off the prey's skin!"

"It is said that Madam Hongyue is ugly herself, and she wants to use other people's skin to make herself beautiful."

Xiao Lan asked: "Really?"

Fatty Dave was about to speak, but Xili preempted him: "Really, even in our college, there are students who died because they met Mrs. Hongyue!"

Dave glared at Celie, and could only choose to nod to Xiao Lan to show his agreement with this passage.

On the other side, the skinny young man Saburo also said: "It's true, and it is said that the more beautiful the student is, the more dangerous it is. You'd better be careful. Do the math, tonight should be the beginning of the night of the red moon." Bar?"

Xili clapped her hands and counted: "Really!"

Dave said: "Then Xiao Lan, you'd better not go out these few nights, it would be bad if you meet Mrs. Hongyue."

Xiao Lan told the boys that she would be careful and thanked them for their kindness.

At this time, the bell for class rang, and the three teenagers hurried back to their seats.

Xiao Lan opened the notebook, as if preparing to take notes.

In fact, he was recalling what the three teenagers had just said.

This Madame Red Moon and the giant snake in the tower should have something to do with the plot, so I should find some time to see it.

But what the teenagers said just now clearly reminded him that the recent night would be very dangerous. The three-day red moon night, based on the game time he had experienced, would almost last almost the entire game.

It seems that the danger of the night of the red moon is very difficult to avoid.

This reminded him of the chase under the moonlight in his dream, the tension and fear of life and death, which made his heart beat faster when he recalled it now.

But the moonlight in the dream didn't seem to be red, and the moonlight last night was also normal.

Did everything in the dream happen on the first day of entering the game?

That dream was so real, Xiao Lan couldn't help doubting whether it was a dream or reality.

The surrounding students once again commotion.

Xiao Lan raised her head and saw Luo walking into the classroom wearing gold-rimmed glasses holding a book in one hand and a pointer in the other.

I have to say that Luo's look looks really full of the charm of gentle scum.

He looked at the excited expressions of the boys and girls around him.

Adolescents are always very direct in their pursuit of beautiful things, as long as they have outstanding performance in a certain aspect, it is easy to gain their favor.

The way teenagers express their affection is also simple and enthusiastic, unlike adults who usually have a lot of trade-offs and calculations hidden behind their likes.

Also... It's not that I can't understand... Xiao Lan thought secretly.

Luo has already stepped onto the podium, and began to give lectures at a leisurely pace: "Today we are appreciating sonnets from Shakespeare..."

"Solongasmen can breathe the oreyescansee,

So long lives this and this gives life to thee."

The students who were still bored before the class suddenly lifted their spirits and stared at the teacher seriously one by one, as if they had become serious and hard-working academic masters, and they didn't know whether they were watching people or listening to the class.

Xiao Lan felt someone poke her back.

He turned his head and saw a shiny forehead, the color was bronze, it looked... quite like a marinated egg.

It's Dai Bu Mao, this guy sneaked into Xiao Lan's back without knowing when.

"Student Xiao Lan." Dai Bumao lay on the table, he tightened his body, trying to block himself with Xiao Lan's back.

Xiao Lan: "..."

This guy has no concept of his own body shape at all, Xiao Lan's thin body with a youthful look in front of him can only cover half of him at most.

What's more, he also has a shiny and distinctive forehead.

Dai Bumao lowered his voice: "Stay out of my way, don't let the teacher find out."

Xiao Lan leaned back and said softly, "It's okay, the teacher is one of my own."

Dai Bumao took a look at Luo, whose temperament was not at all like a player: "Then that buddy is also a player?"

Xiao Lan nodded.

Dai Bumao breathed a sigh of relief: "I came here just to ask you, did you see the writing on the ceiling when you got up in the morning?"

Knowing that the other party wanted to exchange information, Xiao Lan didn't talk nonsense: "'She's crazy' and 'Bloody Blood'."

Dai Bumao: "Me too. I thought that different players would see different things. I have asked three people. It seems that the first day is the same."

This is new news.

Xiao Lan was about to say something, but Luo's voice came from the podium: "Student Xiao Lan."

Xiao Lan turned her head to look, and saw that the eyes of the whole class were almost on her.

What is this feeling of being caught by the teacher for talking secretly in class and then publicly executed?

Luo's voice was still elegant, even with a gentle look on his face, but what he said was not so beautiful: "Please describe the poet's ideals and feelings expressed in this poem."

Xiao Lan: "..."

What was he just saying?

Is this question too difficult?

This is equivalent to not only taking the naked test but also not seeing the questions, who is right.

Facing Xiao Lan's bewildered eyes, Luo Mai spread his long legs and walked over at a leisurely pace.

He gently raised Xiao Lan's chin with the pointer in his hand, and looked down at the boy version of Xiao Lan: "Is it my class that makes people unable to concentrate?"

Xiao Lan couldn't answer for a while, so she just blinked at him.

Luo raised the corners of his lips and smiled: "After class, please come to my office."

After speaking, he turned around and returned to the podium, continuing to explain the rest of the content.

Xiao Lan received a lot of sympathy or envy from her classmates.

Dai Bumao behind him made a doubtful voice: "Is this one of our own?"

Xiao Lan: "..."

This is very embarrassing.

-

After class, Xiao Lan followed Luo to the teacher's office area.

Along the way, Luodu greeted his colleagues decently, looking as if he was completely integrated into it.

Luo's office was shared by several teachers, and he just occupied one of them. He took Xiao Lan directly into his own office.

After closing the door.

Luo lowered his voice: "I'm sorry sir, my actions in the academy are always being watched, and I can only communicate with you in this way."

Xiao Lan understood in seconds, it just depends on the enthusiasm of the students towards Luo, he will probably cause commotion wherever he goes.

Finally, it was only the two of them for the time being, and it was time to exchange information.

"What's the matter with your glasses?" This is Xiao Lan's doubts all the time, he knows very well that Luo didn't have this thing before entering the game.

Luo stretched out his hand and lifted his glasses, showing a smile: "A small prop found here can slightly enhance perception. It has no special use, but I like it."

He showed Xiao Lan the description of the props.

This is an item called [Eye of Horus], which is different from its high-end name. Its actual ability is to slightly enhance perception. It is an item that is more decorative than practical.

But it does suit Lo well.

Xiao Lan told him about the rumors she had heard from the students and her confusing dream last night.

Unexpectedly, Luo said, "Last night, I also dreamed about you."

"However, it's not quite accurate to say it was a dream. It should be that I collected another fragment of myself last night. During the process of absorbing it, I saw a small memory, which is about you, sir."

"It's similar to what you described. At that time, I was staying in the room reading a book, but was interrupted by a sudden intruder, and then I just ran into you. Unfortunately, there is no content about what happened after that."

Xiao Lan stroked her chin: "We all saw the same content. Could it be that this is really not a dream, but that we have seen it before?"

Luo tilted his head slightly: "This is from the memory in my fragments. That meeting should really have happened."

He looked at the young Xiao Lan with a gentle smile in his eyes: "The gentleman at that time was very cute."

Xiao Lan's head was full of black lines: "It's so cute to be beaten all over the floor!"

He still didn't mind the miserable look he had when he first appeared in front of Luo.

Although in the later meeting, he was so poor that he had nothing but debts, and he was not much better.

He is shameless!

Luo just smiled and didn't speak.

The young man who appeared in his memory was thin and covered in dust, like a desperate stray animal. He looked so fragile and embarrassed, but there was an unyielding will to survive in his clear eyes.

It was as if a switch somewhere in my heart had been touched.

It was difficult for him to accept the lifeless look of those eyes, so he did it at that time.

However, perhaps no matter how many times, he would choose to reach out to the other party.