I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games

Xiao Lan opened his eyes, and what appeared in his line of sight was his room with the style of the Republic of China.

The retro ceiling and the decoration full of the style of the last century all show the style of the Republic of China period.

It seemed that this time he really woke up.

But he looked around, and there was the blank book on the desk as before, and everything in the room was as usual.

Except for Luo, there was still no trace of Luo beside his pillow.

Xiao Lan went out and knocked on Luo's room next door, but there was no response.

He opened the door of the next door with his ancestral skills, and the room was empty without any trace of people.

Xiao Lan stood in the corridor, surrounded by silence, only a row of identical doors stood there quietly.

As if he was the only one in this space.

Xiao Lan returned to the room.

At this time, he found that the book he put on the table had changed.

The book still looked like a book, except that there was nothing on the cover except for a pattern, and three words appeared on the cover——

Mingyue Pavilion.

These three words are an elegant font that goes well with delicate covers.

Just like the name of the novel, the three characters "Mingyue Pavilion" also appear on the spine of the book.

It seems to announce that this is a novel describing the story that happened in Mingyue Pavilion.

And the characters in the book are the readers who have received the invitation, that is, the players.

Xiao Lan, of course, will also be a part of it.

"Interesting." Xiao Lan opened the book.

Words have appeared in the book.

The previous description is the same as the process for players to come here.It records that a group of people went to Mingyue Pavilion after receiving the invitation letter, and lived in it under the arrangement of the housekeeper.

Xiao Lan turned back and found that the content behind was still blank.

It's like this is a novel that is being written, and now only the beginning has been completed.

Still serialized, exciting.

The words on the book are not printed, but more like handwritten.

Xiao Lan took the book and compared it with the crow's signature collected by the identity she played, and found that the handwriting was consistent.

In other words, this is the handwriting of a crow.

Crow's characters are not as illegible and illegible as many modern people, on the contrary, they are smooth and powerful like flowing clouds and flowing water, which will make people feel good when they look at them.

But considering that this is in the game, this little favor... forget it.

Xiao Lan put away the book and walked in the corridor.

He wanted to know what the Mingyue Hall had become now.

The book is a little in the way, and the hardcover hard case is a bit of a hassle to carry.

Fortunately, Xiao Lan was wearing the [Emperor's New Clothes 2.0] version. He changed the style of the clothes to a sweater with a pocket, directly stuffed the book in, and then sealed the pocket.

In this way, whether it is fighting or going to the sky, it will not fall down.

Suddenly, he felt a weak connection coming from his storage space.

When I opened it, it was the envelope that contained Luo in the first place.

A line of words is now appearing on the envelope:

【Looks like we're separated again, sir】

Xiao Lan looked at the envelope, which contained part of Luo's body, so writing on it was like writing on Luo's body, which made people feel a little awkward, but now there was no other way to contact her.

So, he wrote on the envelope with his fingertips:

【How about you? 】

Lo:

【In your room, no one around】

Xiao Lan:

【me too】

Then he described to Luo what he had experienced in the dream before.

After reading Xiao Lan's description, Luo's reply appeared:

[This plot is the same as a book called "Nightmare Killing" written by Crow]

[The character returns to a familiar environment in the nightmare, where there are hidden monsters that will attack at any time. As time goes by, more and more monsters will appear in the environment, and gradually become stronger until the trapped person is swallowed 】

【Leave only if you find the only non-compliant flaw in the environment】

Xiao Lan recalled that he had indeed seen a book with this name on the bookcase, but he only browsed it briefly, and did not remember such detailed details like Luo.

Generally speaking, it is impossible for normal people to remember all the things around them, and it is hard to imagine the difficulty of finding that non-compliant flaw in an environment where monsters are hidden.

If you're a hoarder, it's a nightmare.

Perhaps the only way to pass the level is by destroying them all, and the cost of destruction is still unknown.

But Xiao Lan, because of poverty and family poverty, passed it very easily.

To some extent, suffering is really the wealth of life.

Luo's handwriting appeared again:

【However, sir, the place you are familiar with is not our home】

Although it was just handwriting, Xiao Lan could somehow see a bit of aggrieved meaning from it.

Xiao Lan: "..."

After careful calculation, because of the restrictions on returning to the real world, he really didn't have much time to stay in the place they called home.

The place he is most familiar with should be the training ground.

What's the matter with suddenly feeling guilty?

Xiao Lan felt like a scumbag who was fooling around all day and never came home.

He reluctantly changed the subject:

【Have you encountered Nightshade too? 】

Lo's reply was quick:

【Yes, I returned to the darkness where I stayed for a long time before. There was nothing around me, but there was a white ball floating in the air out of thin air, which was really conspicuous】

Xiao Lan: "..."

This is the real simple mode.

Maybe the crow didn't expect that there would be such two strange things among the invited guests.

One used to have nothing but nothing.

After contacting, Xiao Lan put away the envelope and continued on.

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Mingyue hall is still quiet, and there is no trace of the player.

Suddenly, Xiao Lan felt that the book in his pocket was slightly warming up. This feeling was only for a moment, but he still caught it.

Xiao Lan took out "Moon Moon Pavilion".

The originally bleak pattern on the cover is now flickering slightly.

He opened the book, and sure enough, new content appeared:

【Farewell to my most loyal servant】

[He is immersed in an eternal dream]

【Enjoy infinite tranquility】

Xiao Lan frowned: "What is this?

This new content is different from the previous ones. It doesn't have a novel-like description, but it looks like a modern poem.

After writing these words, new content did not continue to appear.

And the original pattern on the cover has already lit up.

As if some kind of instruction.

Xiao Lan was thinking about the new content in the book.

If the person who wrote the book is Crow, the phrase "my most loyal servant" refers to the housekeeper, right?

But whether it's "farewell", "eternal dream", or "infinite tranquility", it doesn't sound like a state of being alive and kicking...

Xiao Lan decided to find the butler first.

Where will the butler appear most often?

It's morning, and he should be in charge of arranging breakfast, so he might show up in the kitchen, dining room or something like that.

Relying on previous memories, Xiao Lan walked to the restaurant first.

His footsteps stopped in the hall.

Because there is no need to go to the restaurant now, the butler is lying in the middle of the hall at this moment.

The Steward lay on a Persian rug previously collected by the crows, with his hands on his chest, embracing a book that the players all had.

His expression looked peaceful, as if he was asleep.

But his chest no longer rises and falls, and the blood on his face has faded.

Xiao Lan stepped forward to check and found that the butler was dead, but there was no wound on his body.

He is, as the book says, "immersed in an eternal dream."

Then he took out "Mingyue Pavilion" and compared it to the pattern on the cover that had already lit up.

Xiao Lan suddenly felt bad.

The death of the butler seems to imply to the players that as long as enough people die, the patterns on the book can be lit up. When all the patterns are lit up, the book should be completed.

The goal of the readers is the new book of the crow, and when the book is completed, their goal is also completed.

For players, this has a high probability of clearing the level.

In the entire Mingyue Hall, they only saw one NPC, the housekeeper, and the others were players who acted as readers.

It is self-evident who will die next.

In this way, wouldn't the players really hope that other players would die before them.

Even, when conditions permit, he will not hesitate to push.

Is the customs clearance way enough people waiting to die?

But Xiao Lan didn't know how many people came in.

If there are not 13, wouldn't it be impossible to pass the level?

Or if there are only 13 people, do they have to die to meet the customs clearance requirements?

And it seems that there has never been a game that allows players to kill each other as a precedent for customs clearance.

I always feel that there should be some other way to pass the level.

"You...are you human?" A voice interrupted Xiao Lan's meditation.

The question was quite tricky, making people wonder what kind of answer he really wanted to know, and there was even an urge to say "no".

Xiao Lan turned her head and saw a man who was not tall but had his hair combed high.

The man's eyes wandered between the corpse on the ground and Xiao Lan, and he didn't dare to approach him for a while, as if he didn't know whether Xiao Lan was a ghost or a murderer.

Xiao Lan asked, "What's the matter?"

The man looked Xiao Lan up and down again, and he was a little relieved after confirming that he was a normal-looking person.

He pointed to the butler's body on the ground: "Then... is he dead?"

Xiao Lan nodded.

The man hesitated for a while before coming over: "Are you an advanced player? You look very powerful at first glance. You are still so young, which is really amazing."

Xiao Lan didn't understand for a moment, isn't this a high-end venue?Anyone caught at random is not an advanced player, what is this person talking about?

He looked at this person again, and finally read something from the cautious yet somewhat calculating and expectant eyes of the other person.

This person should not be an advanced player, somehow he got in, and he is currently trying to hug Xiao Lan's thigh.

Seeing that Xiao Lan didn't speak, the man said again: "Oh, I told you that I was very miserable, really."

"I got a rare item, and then a high-level player found me, saying that as long as I give him the item, he can take me through a high-level field, which will make my combat power increase rapidly,"

"In the end, I gave him the props, and today he just disappeared. You said it was miserable."

Xiao Lan understood that this was another junior player who was good at opportunism.

It's just that this person is more courageous and wanted to eat a fat man in the high-level field, but he didn't expect that Mingyue Hall would separate the players.

But it is estimated that the player who claimed to be able to take him through the level did not have any good intentions. It is easy for junior players to die when they enter the intermediate field, let alone advanced players. What is the difference from delivering food.

Seeing that Xiao Lan didn't respond to his misery, the man continued: "Actually, I still have a rare item. If you take me to pass the level, I'll give it to you. How about it?"

Xiao Lan raised her eyebrows, unmoved.

Leaving aside the difficulty of the high-level field, he was not allowed to take people through the level at all. Whoever believes in such empty promises is stupid.

Seeing Xiao Lan's expression, the man gritted his teeth and continued to release new bait: "Don't look at me like this, I'm actually a stockbroker, you can find out Long Shiren's name if you ask me. If you take me through the customs, I will How about taking you to invest, and guarantee that you will make a steady profit without losing money."

This person is too good at fooling around. No one who has ever played stocks would dare to say that he can make a steady profit without losing money.

Long Shiren seemed to be used to opportunism, and he still didn't change this habit after entering the world of advent.

But he didn't understand that the only thing he could rely on when he came to the world was his own strength.

Xiao Lan said truthfully, "I don't need money."

Money will tarnish his noble and poor temperament, resulting in the deduction of poverty value.

Seeing that this person was so reckless, Long Shiren became irritable: "Aren't you an advanced player?! You are so good, what's wrong with saving me!! I think you are selfish!! You are cold-blooded!!"

"Can you be a little sympathetic, so you won't accumulate some virtue for yourself?!"

Long Shiren spoke eloquently, standing on the high ground of morality, belittled Xiao Lan's personal cultivation to nothing, if he didn't know, he would think that Xiao Lan had done something outrageous.

In fact, it was just to let him take advantage of it.

I don't think that I misjudged the speculative risk at all, which led to the situation of being in danger.

Facing this scene, Xiao Lan just said calmly: "Oh."

Long Shiren: "..."

Why doesn't this person play his cards according to the routine?

Shouldn't he feel ashamed, or be morally compelled to reach out to help himself?

Why is it just one?Oh your uncle!

Xiao Lan doesn't mind helping players, but she has no interest in helping those who are dying for her.

Since Long Shiren dared to gamble, he must have the courage to take the risk of losing the bet. Xiao Lan has no obligation to help him wipe his ass.

Not to mention this kind of straightforward attitude.

His originally calm eyes changed instantly, and he glanced at Long Shiren with a bit of coldness in his eyes.

To deal with this kind of person, talking to him is useless.

Better to use physical persuasion.

Xiao Lan still calmly took out the [Bone of Dalit], switched to the blade form, and held a beautiful knife flower in her hand.

The pale bone blade drew a gloomy light.

Long Shiren was still about to start a wave of eloquence and stopped.

Years of speculation and fooling experience told him: run, you overturned.

Long Shiren turned around and ran away, his short legs were still walking very fast, and he ran away almost instantly.

Xiao Lan: "..."

It's really flexible.

But just after the other party turned and ran away, he found a dark handprint appeared on Long Shiren's back, and the man seemed unaware of it.