I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games

In order not to appear abrupt, Xiao Lan took her luggage and mixed in with the passengers on board.

The boarding process went smoothly, and the staff in charge of ticket checking allowed him to board the Endymion without any doubt.

There is a lot of space on the boat, so Xiao Lan proceeded according to the room number on the room card.

He planned to go there to check the situation first. After all, the journey of the cruise ship lasted more than one day, and a temporary foothold was still very necessary. If it was not suitable, he needed to find another place.

The further he walked, the worse he felt.

This man in a suit looks like an elite, but why does the road to his room go further and further down?

The surrounding area is getting darker and darker, and the sea view can no longer be seen. Even the street lights in the corridor are broken, and the waiting waiters can no longer be seen. This place is not at the same level as the entire luxury cruise ship.

Finally Xiao Lan walked to her own room - F301.

This is an inner cabin on the lowest floor, without even a window. Although there is a central air conditioner, the air is still very bad. Not only is it dull, but it also smells strange.

Obviously, this is probably the cheapest batch of rooms on the entire ship.

Xiao Lan: "..."

Obviously, he picked a pauper.

It's still the kind that looks bright and beautiful, but is actually so poor that it's almost a pair of pants.

This is probably the tacit understanding among the poor.

Xiao Lan swiped his card and entered inside.

This is a four-person room, and the interior decoration is on the same level as the corridor. Now there are two people in it.

The two were sitting by the bed, and when they saw someone entering, they turned their heads and looked over.

Xiao Lan also looked at them.

They were two young people, one was wearing a sweater and cropped pants, the style was very fashionable, the short hair was dyed flaxen, and the hairstyle was also carefully trimmed, with a smile on his face, sitting in a lazy posture and looking very casual.

The other was wearing a black trench coat, rimless glasses and short black hair.

When he sat, his back was straight and his face was serious.

But more importantly, this person is holding a unique sniper rifle in his hand, which is obviously not what ordinary tourists should have.

Player, these two words flashed through Xiao Lan's mind instantly.

I don't know whether it was good luck or bad luck, but among the 6000 tourists, his roommates were actually two players.

Just when Xiao Lan felt a little wary, the flaxen-haired young man on the opposite side waved to him: "Hello, I didn't expect to see you here, Xiao Lanlan!"

Xiao Lan was a little confused: "...?"

What's happening here?Xiao Lanlan, are you calling him?Isn't this title too shameful...

But he didn't know this person at all, why did the other party seem to be familiar with him?

The black-haired young man glanced at his companion, and complained indifferently: "Ah Xian, he doesn't know you at all, you seem too enthusiastic, you look suspicious, and you don't seem like a good person at all."

The young man with short flaxen hair glared at his companion: "Ah Cheng, can you stop tearing down my platform!"

The black-haired young man said calmly, "That's because you have too many flaws."

He put away his gun, expressing that he had no malice, turned his head to Xiao Lan and said, "Hello, I'm Feng Sheng, and the guy next to me is Wen Zhixian."

Xiao Lan nodded to them: "Hello."

Wen Zhixian said: "Xiao Lanlan, I have heard about your existence from my father a long time ago, he used to drink with your father often, and occasionally heard your father mention you. "

Xiao Lan remembered that Xiao Chengyan mentioned that there was an old alcoholic who used rare props to exchange magic wine with him. Judging from his tone at that time, he should have some friendship with the old alcoholic.

Could this old alcoholic be Wen Zhixian's father?

Wen Zhixian touched his chin and said: "It seems that it is a bit inaccurate to say that it is drinking. Because every time my dad comes back, he looks sore, saying that this guy Xiao Chengyan cheated him with a bunch of rare props, Don't let me say it out for fear of embarrassment. But every time he sends it up to make people fool him, he really doesn't understand the friendship between them..."

Even the details are correct, it seems that this man is really the son of an old alcoholic.

The father and son were both pulled in by the Descending World, and the degree of unluckiness was similar to that of Xiao Lan and his son.

However, the fact that my father used the illusion to deceive other people's props really made people feel a little guilty. Fortunately, it sounded like they were willing to fight and suffer, so Xiao Lan shouldn't need to compensate.

Xiao Lan: "...This is probably the friendship between men."

The man who vowed to stand on the pinnacle of poverty was slightly relieved.

Wen Zhixian: "By the way, I heard about you entering the game from Xiaoyi."

Xiao Lan was puzzled: "Xiao Yi?"

Wen Zhixian said casually: "Oh, it's that coquettish guy Cheng Wenyi, he is always very active in matters related to your father."

Xiao Lan: "..."

Your naming level is really amazing.

He suddenly felt that with "Xiao Yi Yi" in front, "Xiao Lan Lan" was not so difficult to accept.

Happiness is always produced in comparison.

However, if he dared to give Cheng Wen such a shameful nickname, he would still be alive and kicking.

Wen Zhixian's combat effectiveness should be good, right?

Otherwise, it may have joined the reclamation family bucket long ago.

Wen Zhixian gave a thumbs up as he spoke, "Your brother Xiao's support club is too powerful, you are the first person who dares to poach the corner of Xiao Yiyi who is still alive, Xiao Lanlan, you are awesome!"

Xiao Lan: "..."

Is Brother Xiao's support club already so famous?

Just thinking about how terrible this support club has automatically multiplied makes one's spine shudder...

Suddenly, Wen Zhixian blinked at him: "Xiao Lanlan, do you want to know about this dungeon? I can give it for free because of the friendship between my dads."

Xiao Lan asked: "You mean the strategy? This shouldn't be summed up, right?"

Wen Zhixian shook his head: "That's not true, this game field is called 'Endymion', and it is a well-known high-level field. Because its main line is very simple, each player will be arranged to enter a different game field after entering the game. Organizations, and then these organizations will arrange identities and tasks for the players, and send us on board."

Xiao Lan felt something was wrong: "Arranged well? How did you get on the boat?"

"My organization gave me the boarding card and identity, and I came up straight away. If I'm lucky, I can get a better identity." Wen Zhixian looked at Xiao Lan with a smile, "Why, don't you draw To an unreliable organization?"

Xiao Lan expressed that she didn't want to talk: "..."

It turns out that there is also a difference between formal and pheasant between organizations.

Xiao Lan changed the subject: "Where is it famous? It's not just a simple main line."

According to his understanding of the players, those who can advance to a high level should not be satisfied with just passing the level alive.

Wen Zhixian snapped his fingers: "Xiao Lanlan, you are so smart~ The main line of the game is very, very simple, which is one of the reasons. After all, there is almost no profit in completing the main line here."

"What makes it famous is that there are a large number of side plots here, each of which has generous rewards. This is the real reason why players yearn for it."

"However, this is also the most dangerous place here. Almost all the players in the Endymion died in the branch line, and the death rate is not lower than any game field."

"It can be said that there are no bosses on the Endymion, or it can be said that there are countless bosses on board."

"'A good swimmer drowns, a good rider falls'. Be careful, Xiao Lanlan, control your greed to survive."

Hearing this, Xiao Lan's doubts about this game field were suddenly resolved.

No wonder the main line of the game is so clear. Although he had some twists and turns due to bad luck, it was not a fatal crisis.

It turns out that the real death trap is on the branch line.

With a large number of branches and generous rewards, it is probably already an empty door for these indifferent players.

He could imagine countless people rushing forward for these branch rewards.

Like a beast hovering on the edge of a trap.

Wen Zhixian stood up: "Okay, Xiao Lanlan, I'm going to do something."

Xiao Lan looked at him. Now that the players have just entered the game field, why does Wen Zhixian seem to have a clear goal?

Noticing his doubts, Wen Zhixian said: "Have you heard of 'Xiangliu'? This is my family's organization."

Xiao Lan flipped through her memory, it seemed to be a player organization, not as large as Samsara, but it was considered a leader among medium-sized organizations, and it seemed to have a long history.

Xiao Lan said, "Yes."

Wen Zhixian continued: "In the past two years, Xiangliu has been taken care of by me. Recently, my father also intends to let me take over his position completely, but some people who rely on the old and sell the old in the organization are not convinced, and even secretly contacted others. The organization is going to do something. These people talk nicely, but they are only for their own self-interest."

Wen Zhixian raised the corners of his lips, his eyes were dark: "Since they want to do something, don't blame me for being rude."

At this moment, the casual feeling in his body faded away, and the aura in his body was as sharp as a knife out of its sheath.

Those who can control a player organization are naturally absolutely impossible to be ordinary people.

Wen Zhixian greeted Feng Sheng, and the two walked towards the door: "Goodbye Xiao Lanlan, I wish you good luck."

Xiao Lan replied, "I wish you good luck too."

After the two left, Xiao Lan was the only one left in the room.

Xiao Lan checked her luggage. Because of time constraints, she didn't take a good look at the contents.

Nothing was found in the man in the suit's luggage.

Except for a few visible clothes, this person didn't have anything of value. He even brought a few bottles of water, instant noodles and biscuits to save money.

But in the luggage belonging to her identity, Xiao Lan found a bracelet.

The shape of the bracelet is simple, with only a screen and small buttons on it.

According to the instructions, there is a signal-emitting device inside the bracelet.

After the task is completed, if you need to call for help in an emergency, you can press the button to let the organization come to respond, and it is also remarked in bold and bold font-"Additional fees will be charged, please do not wait until the emergency use".

Xiao Lan: "..."

This note perfectly follows the organization's usual poor style.

I'm really a little worried about whether the so-called support is reliable or not.

He put away the bracelet, started to contact Luo with an envelope, and asked about the current situation of the other party.

Lo's reply was quick:

【Sir, I have already boarded the ship, and the organization arranged for me to replace a new rich man】

[This identity is based on virtual currency transactions, and has been hiding personal information, and no one knows his appearance]

[The organization has replaced all the people he usually comes into contact with with his own people, and has fully monitored him, so there is no risk of my identity being exposed]

Xiao Lan thought about her status as an eighteenth-line male model who relied on PY trading...

And the fake certificate company that was taken over by the police...

People are more mad than people.

Happiness is always produced in comparison.

At the same time, it will also disappear in the comparison.

Xiao Lan sighed and asked:

【Where are you? 】

Lo:

[My room number is A001, which is an independent garden suite, which can guarantee the privacy of passengers in it]

【It's very convenient for us to communicate here. Would you like to come to my room, sir? 】

Xiao Lan looked at room F301 where she had problems with ventilation.

In an instant, I felt the difference between the reliable organization and the stingy pheasant organization.

I also felt the huge gap between the European Emperor and the African Chieftain.

He replied decisively:

【Come! 】

On the other side that Xiao Lan couldn't see, Luo raised the corner of his mouth and showed a satisfied smile.

The author has something to say:

small theater:

Xiao Lan: I used to be a second-generation rich man, but unfortunately the company fell into disrepair; later I had the opportunity to be the young master of an awesome organization, but unfortunately the organization also fell into disrepair...

Xiao Chengyan: This is obviously me who is miserable, okay! ! !