I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games

Seeing that Wen Zhixian had successfully revived Feng Sheng, Xiao Lan said, "I still have to find someone who ran away, so I'll go first."

Wen Zhixian waved at him: "Good luck, Xiao Lanlan."

Feng Sheng said, "Thank you, goodbye."

Xiao Lan waved her hands as she walked out: "Goodbye, and good luck to you both."

Xiao Lan stepped out of the dilapidated door of the freezer.

Probably because it was bombed by a shell before, the entire hull had many holes, and the thick white mist poured in from the outside, restricting his vision.

Xiao Lan was advancing in this empty Endymion.

It was still silent here, as if he was the only one left in the world, only the silent and luxurious decorations remained the same.

Suddenly, he smelled the smell of blood like rust in the air.

Taking a few steps forward cautiously, Xiao Lan saw a patch of red in the white mist.

Going forward, he discovered that it was a bloodstain, from the ceiling to the wall to the ground, all were stained with blood, as if some flesh and blood had exploded here.

Xiao Lan looked in the direction she came from, but couldn't see the quiet and empty corridor anymore.

It was as if he had come all the way through the sea of ​​blood.

He looked around, this should be the real Endymion, not the empty and dead cruise ship just now.

Only the diffuse white mist remains the same.

Then, it was as if the red curtain was pulled back, and there was a hell-like scene in front of it, the walls and the ground were covered with blood splatters, and the air was only thick with blood and death.

The corpses fell to the ground in all directions, and it was hard to tell whether it was a player or an npc.

There are a total of 8000 people on the cruise ship, Xiao Lan has no idea how many of them are players.

But it was the first time he had seen so many corpses since entering the game.

Their death patterns were different, some seemed to have been violently hit, some seemed to have died from sharp knives, some seemed to have been attacked by wild animals, and some looked terrified with their eyes wide open, and there was no scar on their bodies , but died of anger.

Apparently, none of them died from the same kind of ghost.

I don't know how many ghosts are carnival on the Endymion at this moment.

"Passengers... Zizi... There is an emergency on board, please go to... the deck... Take the lifeboat... Escape..."

"Passengers... Zizi... There is an emergency on board, please..."

The cruise ship's radio kept repeating this sentence.

There were no living figures around. If ordinary passengers were not dead, they should have fled according to the instructions of the broadcast.

And there is a high probability that the remaining players will be doing side missions.

They will not choose to escape, and it is the player's true nature to ride the dust on the road to death.

Xiao Lan continued on the boat.

After walking for a while, his footsteps suddenly stopped.

Just in a corner, he saw something similar to the limbs of "God".

That structure is obviously flesh and blood, but it seems to grow on the hull, it is integrated with the steel plate, and it is slowly wriggling.

Not good, can this guy not only parasitize human beings, but also eat hard cruise ships?

Xiao Lan really hated this unscientific creature.

There is no logic at all.

Well...except Luo.

Thinking of Luo, Xiao Lan took out the envelope and tried to contact the other party again, but there was still no reply.

Xiao Lan frowned, did something happen to Luo?

Although he didn't understand what happened, as long as he cleared the customs smoothly, the two could meet.

Xiao Lan put away the envelope and continued to move forward along the trace left by "God".

The further you went, the more flesh and blood parasitized the ship, making the corridor look like some kind of monster's lair.

These entangled flesh and blood like tree roots have even blocked part of the passage, forcing him to temporarily change his route.

On the way, Xiao Lan also saw some human-like corpses embedded in flesh and blood, being devoured.

This kind of situation is not good. It seems that during the time when he lost his trace, the power of "God" has become much stronger.

If you don't find it sooner, you don't know what will become of this guy.

"Heh...heh..." Suddenly, a strange and hoarse laughter came from behind Xiao Lan.

He turned his head abruptly, and saw a strange face squeezed out of the flesh and blood on the wall.

That face was hanging upside down, dead gray eyes stared at Xiao Lan maliciously, and said word by word: "The blasphemer...the one who...death..."

As the words fell, the originally quietly proliferating flesh and blood launched a fierce attack on Xiao Lan at the same time.

Countless tentacles stabbed towards Xiao Lan's direction.

Xiao Lan had already taken out the [Bone of Rebellion] when he heard the laughter, and swung the pitch-black blade directly at the flesh and blood tentacles that were attacking him.

After counting the knives, Xiao Lan obviously felt that they had become harder.

The saber in Xiao Lan's hand became more violent, and rushed towards the face while darting through the attacks of the tentacles.

It seems that this thing can control the behavior of flesh and blood.

Sensing the danger, Human Face manipulated the flesh and blood to try to come back.

However, it is too slow.

Xiao Lan had already dodged in front of it extremely swiftly, and slashed directly at this face with a merciless knife.

"what--"

After the shrill scream, the human face was cut in half, and then absorbed by the flesh and blood as if it had melted, nothing wasted.

The whole process fully demonstrates what is called recycling, which is very environmentally friendly.

With the disappearance of the human face, the flesh and blood in the corridor also stopped attacking.

They return to their previous state of unconscious multiplication.

Xiao Lan heard the system prompt, and his perennial strike skills were cheating again:

"Poverty can't limit my imagination, you got [Wake up, get up and work]"

He looked at the storage space, and inside was an alarm clock-like prop:

[Name: Wake up, get up and work (rare props)]

[Ability: Forcefully wake up the target, regardless of species (24-hour cooldown)]

[Explanation: Who wouldn't hate the alarm clock in the morning? 】

Xiao Lan: "..."

Countless images of getting up early in the morning and rushing to work and school flashed in my mind.

Why do I still have to recall such painful things after I have already entered the descended world! ! !

Sighing, Xiao Lan continued to move forward without taking back her weapon.

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At the same time, a space gap suddenly opened above the deck of the Endymion.

A man with braids, tanned skin, and casual beach shorts stepped out and stood on the deck.

After he stepped out completely, the space gap behind him was instantly closed.

Everything looks so natural, as if he can come and go between different game fields at any time.

The braided man looked at his palms and couldn't help scratching his head: "Tsk, urgent task - 'find the source of abnormal energy and take it away', why didn't the task description be written clearly? I don't want to work overtime during vacation time... ..."

There was something like a compass in his hand, and inside was a small fog-like black shadow.

Currently the pointer is shaking slightly in one direction.

The braided man looked at the pointer: "Is that over there?"

He raised his flip-flop-wearing feet and disappeared instantly.

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Under the guidance of the traces, Xiao Lan has gone deeper and deeper.

As he moved forward, the surrounding structures that originally belonged to the cruise ship gradually disappeared, and all he saw were entangled flesh and blood structures.

Later, he solved several faces that came out to attack, and he obviously felt that the frequency of attacks became more intensive as he went forward.

Finally, Xiao Lan entered a very open space.

This place was supposed to be a stadium or something, but now most of it is covered by flesh and blood, making it hard to see.

The walls, the top of the head, and part of the ground are full of mucus and squirming muscles, with a kind of vitality that makes people feel no joy at all.

Xiao Lan clenched the [Bone of Rebellion] in her hand, and became more cautious.

It looks very unusual here, almost like a lair.

I am afraid that the body of "God" is here.

Xiao Lan continued to move forward.

Suddenly, his steps stopped.

A sticky sound sounded above him, like something soft and slimy.

Xiao Lan didn't look up, he jumped directly to the side, avoiding the area where he was standing before.

In the next instant, several things like lizard tongues stabbed down from above.

I don't know if I would die if I was licked, but I would definitely be disgusted to death.

Seeing that the blow was missed, the tongues turned around and continued to attack Xiao Lan.

Holding the bone blade in hand, Xiao Lan rushed towards them without fear.

The tongue tried to attack his vitals, but Xiao Lan nimbly avoided it.

In his perception, although these tongues look disgusting and weird, the fighting skills are still too primitive, and they can be called rampage.

It was simply not comparable to the targets he had fought against in the training ground before. Their fighting skills were all honed in countless battles.

Several black sword lights flashed, and the tongues were cut off one after another.

The broken part still struggled on the ground for a while, and then slowly stopped moving.

Xiao Lan moved forward cautiously in this nest of flesh and blood.

Suddenly, a large mass of flesh and blood wriggled in front of it, blooming like a flower.

Lying in the flesh and blood is a somewhat familiar figure——

Carlos.

Or the "god" who devoured half of Carlos' body.

It was right against Carlos's handsome face, restored to his youth.

With thick brown hair and sea-water eyes, the lines of the body are as smooth as a sculpture, like a god in an oil painting.

But only half of its body looks like a human.

The other half is still a hideous structure of flesh and blood, covered with countless human faces. At this moment, these human faces also turned their eyeballs, all dead gray eyes staring at Xiao Lan's direction, with a weird smile hanging from the corner of their mouths.

The blue eyes of the "god" looked at Xiao Lan, and its smile was gentle, like a truly wise and loving god.

It applauded softly, its voice was low and pleasant, and its tone carried a sense of praise: "You actually managed to walk in front of God. God appreciates your piety."

Xiao Lan stared at it, and said calmly, "No, I don't have that special hobby of coming to watch other people walk their birds."

"god":"……"

Why is it such a perfect body that only the word "walking the bird" is left in this guy's mouth? !

Oh, ignorant humans.

"God" restrained the false smile on his face, and tightened his exposed hideous muscles a little.

At this moment, it just wants to smash the guy in front of it.

With the power of one person, Xiao Lan held back its hatred steadily, which can be called the light of mankind.