I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games

Xiao Lan was about to speak.

Suddenly, Luo reached out and touched his cheek.

Even through the glove, he could still feel the slight heat of Luo's fingertips, and when his fingertips brushed across his face, it caused a slight itchiness.

Luo said softly, "You're hurt."

Looking at the other party's approaching face, what Xiao Lan wanted to say instantly seemed like the balance at the end of the month, and she couldn't find it.

It was only then that Xiao Lan recalled that there seemed to be a wound on her cheek that she received in Miss B's story for avoiding the silk thread.

Because it was just a small hole, he didn't care much about it.

After a while, Luo Cai withdrew his hand, with a bit of regret in his tone: "Unfortunately, I can only do so much now."

Xiao Lan stretched out her hand to touch it, and sure enough, most of the wound had healed, leaving only a shallow gash.

He looked at Luo in surprise. Has his all-rounder partner developed a new skill?

However, it seems that in memory, the former Luo originally had the ability to heal.

Luo hadn't used his healing ability before, probably because his physical condition didn't allow it. Now that he can use it again, does it mean that his condition is much better?

Xiao Lan asked: "How much have you recovered this time?"

While helping Xiao Lan treat the wound on his arm, Luo said: "I have harvested a lot of scattered fragments. It is still impossible to fight against the boss who has controlled the dungeon, but the chances of winning against ordinary high-level players are not small."

Xiao Lan expressed her envy for this, the way I beat myself to level up is really good, so every time Luo beats his own fragments, will he be so happy?

Waiting for Luo to quickly treat the wound.

Xiao Lan and Luo talked about the current situation and their plans, and the two headed towards the study room on the roof together.

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On the way, although the buildings of the Mingyue Hall could not be destroyed, you could see blood stains on many places on the ground.

Someone had obviously been attacked.

I don't know if the attack came from ghosts or players, but now in Xiao Lan's mind, players and ghosts are almost the same level of danger.

The advanced field is really a completely different place from before.

Not only is there no unity and friendship at all, even peace and harmony has become a luxury.

Not long after walking, two corpses appeared in front of him.

The two corpses were lying on the ground, their bodies were black and swollen, and there were deep cuts in their throats. The movements of their deaths looked very hideous, but this death was also somewhat familiar.

Xiao Lan remembered that when he saw Qi Ning make a move for the first time, the dead person was like this.

This is - the Black Death.

And this is also one of Qi Ning's skill effects, so, is it Qi Ning's handwriting?

Xiao Lan took a closer look around and saw some blood-stained pieces of black clothes on the ground.

He suddenly had a bad feeling.

Luo took a step forward and checked the fragments on the ground: "The material and texture of the clothes on Qi Ning's body are the same, but the possibility of the same clothes-type props cannot be ruled out, although the possibility is very low."

Xiao Lan looked at the direction where the bloodstains spread on the ground, could it be Qi Ning over there?

At this moment, there was a sound similar to a bow and arrow shooting from the front, and the sound of metal crashing could be faintly heard.

It appears that there is a battle ahead.

Xiao Lan made a decision: "Let's go and have a look first."

Qi Ning's methods are extreme, cruel and murderous, but he has never laid hands on innocent people, which seems to be both good and evil.Even because of that afternoon tea, he and Xiao Lan could barely be regarded as friends.

Xiao Lan didn't want to sit back and watch the other party die, especially at the hands of those wanted criminals.

Luo nodded: "OK."

The two walked along the trail of blood.

On the way, I saw more bloodstains, as well as blood-stained arrows, with some flesh and blood on the arrows, probably pulled out from someone's body.

Xiao Lan frowned and quickened her pace.

Bloodstains entered a room.

Xiao Lan and the two approached the room carefully, observing the situation inside.

It was a room with a high ceiling, divided into two floors, the walls were lined with books, and there were several stairs to go up and down, probably used as a library.

In the corner of the room stood a black figure, dressed like a medieval plague doctor, with a top hat and snow-white hair.

It was Qi Ning who was right.

His current condition was not good, a golden chain pierced his chest, and a lot of blood gushed out from his wound.

When Qi Ning wanted to take off the chain, there would be a burst of lightning-like light from the chain, which seemed to bring intense pain, making Qi Ning tremble all over and had to stop his movements.

Otherwise, the room was empty.

But from time to time, arrows shot out from the void, towards Qi Ning's direction.

Obviously, there are others here.

Some of these arrows will be blocked by Qi Ning, while others can only be dodged in embarrassment.

Following Qi Ning's movements, blood continued to drip from the bottom of his dark clothes.

Perhaps, the entire black dress was already soaked in blood.

There were buzzing voices in the air.

The voice seemed to come from all directions, making it impossible to find the source of the voice: "Qi Ning, do you think you are righteous? A lone ranger who hunts down wanted criminals sounds cool, doesn't he? Ugh—"

"This is the coming world. There are more cruel guys than us. Didn't we just kill a few ordinary people? What is it? Why don't you do anything to those lunatics?! You know that we are like a mad dog. , do you know how many people want to kill you?"

Qi Ning laughed softly, leaning against the wall: "I'm not interested in knowing."

Accompanied by the laughter, another blood stain overflowed from the corner of his mouth and the gap in the mask, and was wiped away by him with his cuff at will.

This is the advantage of wearing black, so that the enemy cannot see your bloody mess.

"Hmph!" The voice was obviously irritated by Qi Ning's laugh, "You only have the ability to speak hard."

"But I didn't expect that this time I set a trap for you. The three of us fought together, but you still killed two of us."

"But it's okay, how long can you last? Are you still standing upright?"

"I don't need to do anything, you will die in the corner like a dog, it's really suitable for a mad dog to die hahaha."

After speaking, the other party stopped speaking, and the arrows in the air stopped attacking.

It seemed that he was leisurely waiting to see Qi Ning die

Qi Ning's breathing was a little short.

He really couldn't hold it anymore, and now he could barely support it by leaning against the wall.

He secretly took out a syringe—【Adrenaline X0044】.

This prop can restore him to peak combat power for a short time, but after that he will fall into a state of collapse, unable to fight anymore, and anything can kill him.

what to do?Do you want to use it now?

But then I'm afraid...

While thinking, Qi Ning felt that [Dark Crow Whispers] was activated.

This means someone is contacting him.

Qi Ning got through the communication.

[Raven Whispers] does not transmit the screen, but it is an advantage at this time.

He kept his voice extremely low, lowered his head at the same time, and covered the movement of his lips with the brim of his hat: "Who?"

Xiao Lan's voice appeared, also very quietly.

He got straight to the point: "I'm Xiao Lan, Luo and I are at the door, how are you doing?"

Qi Ning glanced in the direction of the door, the wound on his chest made it difficult for him to speak: "Cough...he is still alive, he can do it for about 5 minutes. There is a person on the opposite side... long-distance, with crossbow arrows, invisible, hard to catch his tracks."

Because of skills, Qi Ning sometimes needs to touch the target with his own hands, so he doesn't wear gloves.

Xiao Lan noticed that there were large purple-black spots and some blood-red blisters on Qi Ning's hands, which looked a little scary.

He asked Qi Ning: "What happened to your hand?"

Qi Ning's tone was light: "It's okay, it's just the price of ability... I will feel the same pain as the target, but it won't really bring me any harm, it will disappear soon, and it won't affect my action."

Xiao Lan was in awe.

With this kind of skills, you are also willing to hunt down wanted criminals, even 1V3, big brother, you are really a fierce man.

Is this person a shaking S or a shaking M?

Xiao Lan: "When you say it, we will help you, don't hold on."

Qi Ning: "Help me? Of course, the sooner the better, but you have to be careful about my virus, do I need to give you antibodies? The vaccines in the real world don't work against my virus."

"I don't need to," Lowe said.

As a non-human being, he may not even be considered a carbon-based organism, and viruses are completely incompatible with him.

Xiao Lan asked, "How will you give it to me?"

Qi Ning seemed to be talking about a very common thing: "Take part of my blood, and then... cough... I will make a hole for you and pour it in."

Xiao Lan: "..."

Such a rude vaccine method, sir, do you really have a medical qualification certificate? !

And looking at the pool of blood under Qi Ning's feet, it is obvious that he has already lost a lot of blood, and adding a little more will always feel like he is squeezing the injured.

Xiao Lan: "Forget it, I have a solution, so I won't burden you."

Qi Ning laughed: "Hehe...then thank you."

"Get ready to begin—"

Xiao Lan and Luo changed their postures and became alert.

Xiao Lan activated the skill:

【Name: Poverty Cannot Limit My Imagination】

[Ability: Virus Immunity]

"three--"

"two--"

"one--"

Two figures flashed into the library room instantly, like two winds of different colors.

A black shadow invisible to ordinary people spreads in the room, searching for the whereabouts of a hidden person.

The assailant, who was hiding his figure, was shocked by the movement and couldn't help turning his head to look at the door.

The next moment, he felt his body become clear, as if he had been attacked by an unknown person.

He tried hard to return to the void, but he seemed to be pulled and appeared on the ground.

Only then did everyone see clearly that this guy was wearing a tight biochemical protective suit, not a trace of skin was exposed.

Obviously this was specially prepared to deal with Qi Ning.

The attacker looked at his hands in amazement, as if he still didn't understand the current situation.

When he turned his head to look at Qi Ning's position, he realized that there were two more people in the room at some point.

Judging from the positions occupied by those two people, it is obvious that they are from Qi Ning's side.

One of the guys even waved at him: "Surprised or surprised~"

Attacker: "..."

Damn it, Qi Ning, you cheated, where is the Lone Ranger you promised? ! !

How could even such a lunatic have friends?

Before he could speak, the guy who spoke before took out a white stick, which looked like a broomstick he picked up somewhere.

The guy also said: "Come here, I will give you a chance to single out."

Talking about heads-up, but that guy has already rushed towards him——

Two people followed behind.

The attacker was angry: "Damn it, didn't you mean heads-up?"

He picked up the crossbow, ready to give this kid who was full of lies a heartbreak.

As a result, the opponent's speed was beyond his expectation, and he came to him in an instant.

He just raised the crossbow.

There was a "bang—" a stick in front of him, and he was directly sent flying.

This kind of stealth and long-range attack is like putting a notice on the forehead "I'm crispy, don't hit me".

Most of them are not physically strong, and it is difficult for them to fight back when they are approached by a guy like Xiao Lan who takes the miracle route with great strength.

The assailant felt that his bones were about to fall apart, and even his internal organs were aching.

Did this person grow up on fodder?So much strength? !

When he was flying in mid-air, he heard the other party answer a beat later: "You are the one-on-one."

He almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

But before he really vomited blood, a black figure in a suit had already come in front of him.

In this way, the man gave him another kick in mid-air, kicking his original parabola abruptly to a 90° turn.

The attacker fell hard to the ground.

This time, a lot of bones really fell apart.

He clearly felt that his body was not listening.

A strong sense of crisis appeared in his heart.

This is a premonition that every player has more or less, and now this premonition is like the sickle of death, resting on his throat.

He put his hands on the ground and was about to look for a chance to slip away.

But one of his hands was broken, and he couldn't support his body at all.

Suddenly, a pair of black boots appeared in sight.

It can only be seen from a close distance. These black boots are already stained with blood, and every footprint it leaves is very clearly soaked in blood.

It's... Qi Ning!

He raised his head stiffly.

What appeared in his vision was the beak mask that had become the nightmare of countless wanted criminals.

Blood was spilled around the edge of the mask, but it dutifully covered the face behind it.

He couldn't tell what the other person's expression was looking at him at this moment, whether it was hatred, disdain, anger or... joy?

Thin palms grabbed his head suddenly, with a huge force that didn't match the appearance.

Then, under his frightened gaze, the person opposite reached out and took off his protective mask and threw it away.

Now, his protection will be completely useless.

Then, Qi Ning pressed his free hand on his face again, making him feel pain in his bones, as if he wanted to crush all the facial features.

"Hehehe..." Qi Ning laughed in a low voice, his voice was a little weak but couldn't hide his joy.

At the same time, a creepy feeling came from that palm.

Even the surrounding air was vaguely distorted.

"Ah—" the attacker screamed and fell to the ground.

He wanted to struggle, to resist, to kill this lingering hunter...

But soon, his world was plunged into darkness, and his thinking became dull, every thought seemed to be stretched very long.

His last realization was: Fuck...Qi Ning...how could...have...such a cheap friend...