I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games

On the appointed day, everyone gathered on the island.

In front of them was a mass of dark figures, they came from different forces, and their abilities and player levels were also different.

But only the goal is the same——

They all want to escape the control of the descending world.

The players gathered quietly, waiting for their moment to arrive.

Even Shirley, who was in Cheng Wenyi's arms, put on a small helmet and a small vest specially customized for it, which was the same blue as its eyes.

Xiao Lan looked at everyone: "This is a battle without compromise. You must have known the outcome of the failure. Let me ask one last time. Are you ready?"

His gaze swept across the crowd, and what he met was a pair of excited, calm, or determined eyes, some of which were a little apprehensive, but there was no fear or retreat.

Their answer is already obvious. From the time they chose to land on this island, they were ready to bear the price of failure.

Xiao Lan nodded to Luo.

Luo took a step forward, and many jet-black fragments flew out from his hands. These fragments quickly scattered and landed on the backs of the hands of everyone present, and finally turned into a black mark, which disappeared in an instant.

"This is a mark that allows you to pass through the barriers of the game field. With this mark, you can temporarily gain the ability to travel freely in various games." Luo explained the mark's ability, "Of course, if someone tries to betray everyone, then will be discovered immediately."

"Since everyone is ready, then... let's start." Luo Qiang's golden eyes swept over everyone, and then stretched out his hand towards the void.

-

On another deserted island far away from the sea island, a group of contract players are gathering here.

Many contract players have received the mission issued by Descending World, and began to search for the traces of the two in reality.

But the other party was very slippery, and they cleaned up all traces, or put on layers of false identities, as if the Russian nesting doll had become a genius.

Contract players had to split up to find clues.

In the end, they were the ones who managed to spot them in the replay of a certain outdated Internet celebrity's live broadcast.

The person who discovered the news immediately went over there.

But when they managed to find each other's residence, there was only one house left.

That place is not a house, there are countless murderous intentions hidden in it, it is a trap every step of the way.

Even contract players are restricted in reality, and the person who went to investigate was almost taken away by a wave.

But there wasn't any useful clues in that house, it was a deliberate waste of their time.

Later, they spent a lot of effort, secretly hacked into the internal networks of many agencies, and wasted a lot of days to lock the suspected target on this island.

However, this island is even more exaggerated.

Not only are there no nearby islands, but there are also many undercurrents.

That's not to mention, the nearby sea area is all guarded facilities, and any means of transportation must be approved. The level of security is so strict that it can be called a military base.

It's obviously an attitude of, "I know you're here, but do you dare to come up?", extremely arrogant.

They were really brave enough to set up a yacht to rush over, but before they got close, a string of torpedoes came oncoming, and they didn't mean to be polite to them at all.

The other contract players find it difficult to face this situation.

They are contract players, not supermen. For things like catching torpedoes with their faces, those with enhanced physical strength may try it, but most of them can only say that concubines can't do it.

"These two people are too outrageous, the security is so exaggerated."

"How do you want to get up here? Do you want us to swim?"

"You go? Who knows if they'll set up something else in the water."

The contract players debated it endlessly.

This is also the shortcoming of the pacts, they don't have a unified leader, they just act according to the tasks that came to the world.

Naturally, no one wants to be the cannon fodder that paves the way for others.

At this time, several large ships came over.

A player on the bow of the leading ship reached out and waved at the players on the island: "Come on, we have hijacked a group of pirate ships and let them open the way ahead, we will take this opportunity to go to the island."

This witty operation won the unanimous approval of others.

In their eyes, it seems that it is not a big deal to use others to open the way. Whether it is pirates or civilians, they are just ordinary people, which are different from people who have already contracted like them.

They are already more advanced life forms, creatures like these little ants are not of the same kind.

-

With the help of Luo's power, the players rushed into the world of Advent.

Only then did they discover that the countless playgrounds are like glass balls suspended in the air, spreading all over this space, and there seems to be some subtle connection between them, connecting them together.

Xiao Lan said: "All the game fields are here. Before entering, the marks on your body can help you perceive the difficulty of the game field. What you have to do is to destroy the game as much as possible, so that the game has loopholes, so that Contain the ruler."

He turned to the players: "Everyone, please take care."

Cheng Wenyi took the lead and stepped forward: "You too."

After speaking, he took Mu Yang into a game field.

Qi Ning nodded to them and left alone.

Wu Ting fiddled with his long curly hair: "See you later."

Wang Teddy waved goodbye to them: "See you later."

Wang Ke said, "Goodbye."

After speaking, the two brothers also left.

Wen Zhixian has already constructed Feng Sheng, and he said to Xiao Lan while walking forward with Feng Sheng: "Come on, Xiao Lanlan, Xiao Luoluo."

No. [-] Fugui and Zhao Xiaohe bid farewell to Xiao Lan with a group of people in flowery underpants.

No. [-] Fugui: "Goodbye Brother Xiao and Brother Fei!"

Zhao Xiaohe: "Goodbye Brother Xiao, goodbye Brother Fei."

The colorful underpants behind him: "Brother Xiao, you are invincible in the world! Across the world, you are invincible!"

After that, the other players also rushed into different game fields separately.

Some of them still travel alone, some form teams according to the usual habits, and some win by numbers, and the large group of whirring seems to be fighting in groups.

when everyone leaves.

Xiao Lan looked at Luo: "Now it's our turn."

Luo smiled: "Let's go, sir."

The next moment, the two of them also disappeared in place.

A large number of players rushed into each game field, destroying it recklessly.

The bosses who used to be aloof have become prey this time.

They have caused holes in many playgrounds, and there is a tendency to gradually expand them.

Some old players who have experienced the loopholes in the previous advent to the world feel that the picture in front of them seems familiar.

It seems that something different is about to happen again.

This time... what will it be?

The contract players who stayed in the world of Advent faced unexpected loopholes and didn't know where to start.

Before, most of them received a real mission and went to find the two separately, but they haven't returned yet.

Only a small part is required to stay in the world of Advent.

Now there are so many loopholes suddenly, but their manpower is completely insufficient.

-

The contract players in reality have discussed the countermeasures and are preparing to rush to the mysterious island.

Suddenly someone in the crowd pointed to the island in the distance: "What do you think is that?"

Everyone looked towards his finger, only to find that a huge crack appeared in midair at some point, and there was chaos inside, as if the space had been torn apart.

"That is……"

"What the hell did they do?"

"Is this the level that players can do?"

In the next instant, the huge crack disappeared out of thin air.

The contract players received new tasks almost at the same time——

【Back to the world】

"What the hell are you doing?"

"First give us a task to find two people, and then tell us to go back when we want to find them?"

"Is it crazy to come into the world?"

"Shh, don't talk nonsense, you want to die if you speak ill of the world."

"hiss--"

"When I didn't say it, you didn't hear anything..."

The contract players disappeared instantly.

The pirates who were locked up found that there was no movement outside the door. They tried their best to open the door, but found that all the strange people who hijacked them had disappeared.

They had little on board except the changed position.

On the vast sea, there is an empty deserted island next to them. These people don't have a boat. Where can they go?

It was like meeting a ghost.

A pirate said: "Captain, we seem to have encountered a ghost... what should we do?"

Another pirate said, "You see there is an island ahead, shall we go and see it?"

The captain said: "Look at the fart, how many lives do you have on this kind of island that appeared out of nowhere? Go up? Why don't you run away!"

As they said that, the pirates turned around and sailed away. No matter what they did, people with too much curiosity always died faster.

-

Han Yan is a novice who has just entered the game field.

But his luck was bad, the old players who led them had no skills and died soon.

Other players also panicked in the ghost chase, and even framed each other, only to die faster.

Now, it seems that he is the only one left in the whole game field.

Han Yan ran desperately in the corridor.

This corridor looks like the one common outside the company, with the feeling of a high-end office building, but it looks especially scary in the night.

Every door that opens is like the gaping mouth of a ghost.

He didn't know how long he ran, but the corridor seemed to have no end.

Even if he finds the stairs, no matter whether he goes up or down, he will eventually return to the original point, facing such a corridor.

"Huhu...huu..." Han Yan was exhausted from running, and he couldn't lift his heavy steps anymore, as if every step was as difficult as stepping in the mud.

Finally, he slipped and fell heavily on the hard ground.

Han Yan twisted his foot violently, and Han Yan was in extreme pain.

Before he could breathe out the pain, his movements froze.

Because at this moment, the sound of the high-heeled shoes that made his scalp tingle sounded.

"clatter--"

"clatter--"

"clatter--"

The voice echoed crisply in the corridor, it sounded unhurried, like an elegant OL after get off work.

Han Yan's face turned pale in an instant. The last time he heard the sound of footsteps, two teammates died. Their pale faces and hideous death still remained in his mind.

He screamed in his heart, that female ghost...that female ghost is here! ! ! !

Han Yan tried to get up and continue, but his injured leg didn't listen and he couldn't stand up at all.

Soon, the sound of high heels came behind him.

The footsteps did not stop, and he walked to his side again, bringing a chill to the bone.

Then, it stopped in front of him.

Han Yan looked at the big red high-heeled shoes that appeared in his field of vision.

Those shoes are very beautiful, with a smooth shallow toe, a thin wine glass heel, and an excellent leather surface, all of which show that these shoes are of great value.

The legs wearing shoes are also very slender and slender.

But these legs were pale, with blackened blood stains on them, and mud from nowhere.

Maybe it was when...she was buried in the ground.

"he he he he he……"

The female ghost's laughter sounded above him, and it was getting closer and closer.

Han Yan could smell the blood on her body, and feel her cold and wet hair brushing against his shoulders.

"You, stay with me, okay?" The female ghost's voice exploded above his head, as if he could face that stiff grimace as long as he raised his head.

A cold, red-painted hand grabbed his shoulder, and the force seemed to crush his bones.

"Ah—" The fear of death made Han Yan yell out unbearably.

"Ah——" This was the female ghost's scream, and the voice directly overwhelmed Han Yan's.

Then, in Han Yan's sight, the female ghost's feet flew upside down, as if it had been attacked by some force.

Han Yan was taken aback, why did his voice have such power?

When did he learn the Buddhist lion's roar? Why can't he remember?

Is he a hidden protagonist?

He raised his head hesitantly, only to realize that there were two people standing beside him at some point.

Both are taller than him, and both are more handsome than him, more like the protagonist than him...

But that's not the point.

These two people seem to be stronger than that female ghost.

One of them was holding a pitch-black stick in his hand, and he should be the one who just knocked the female ghost away.

They looked very relaxed, as if this nightmare female ghost was not worth mentioning in their eyes.

But where did these two people come from?

Han Yan clearly remembered that there was no such person among the players who entered the game.

And he had heard from that old player before that in the novice field, usually only one old player would come in.

"That... thank you..." Although he was a little confused by the situation in front of him, out of politeness, Han Yan thanked his savior.

"You're welcome." After the fair-skinned man with the stick finished talking to him, he rushed straight at the female ghost. His posture even looked a bit like a monster-hunting game.

Han Yan stared dumbfounded. The terrifying and invincible female ghost was screaming under the opponent's stick, and the previous majesty was gone.

The howling sound made his scalp tingle, and he couldn't even tell who was the ghost.

After a few strokes, the female ghost was gone, and the lights in the corridor returned to normal.

Han Yan doesn't quite understand the situation in front of him, but he should be saved, right?

He was about to thank him again, but the act of saving his life made him widen his eyes.

See, his savior swung his stick directly at the wall after finishing dealing with the female ghost.

The solid wall was like paper in his hands, and it turned into scum without the slightest resistance.

Seeing him walking towards the next wall with a stick, Han Yan hurriedly said to another man in a suit beside him, "Stop him quickly! There is a load-bearing wall over there, and accidents will happen if you smash it!"

Unexpectedly, the man in the suit just smiled and said, "Look at how happy he is."

Han Yan: "..."

Are these two out of their minds?I'm afraid that I just got rid of the devil's hand and fell into the madman's nest again.

Damn it's over.

These two are of course Xiao Lan and Luo.

Xiao Lan is indeed very happy now, because each stick is a solid poverty value, and when he obtains poverty after breaking through, he no longer has to be restricted by whether the boss cares about this condition.

As long as he works hard to demolish the house, the game field will be turned into poverty value to make up for him.

You must know that the game fields that have descended into the world are all controlled by the dominant power.

He is now equivalent to plucking the master's wool to strengthen himself, which is really flattering.

How could Xiao Lan be unhappy seeing her poverty value soaring wildly?

In an instant, the whole person turned into a demolition machine in full swing.

With Xiao Lan's efforts, the scene in the novice field was quickly dismantled to a horrible level.

Han Yan watched in despair as the world in front of him gradually turned into ruins.

Feeling that the corridor under his feet was crumbling, he had a premonition that his own life might be about to be confessed here.

It never occurred to him that he died not at the hands of ghosts, but because two inexplicable lunatics demolished the building.

The haunted building collapsed, the floor under Han Yan's feet collapsed, and his body also fell suddenly.

Han Yan's limbs were waving in the air in vain, but he couldn't slow down his falling speed at all.

He closed his eyes.

It's over, he hasn't returned his Ant Huabei... huh?Thinking about it this way doesn't seem like a bad idea?

Suddenly he felt the clothes behind him being caught.

Han Yan turned around in surprise, and saw the emotionless demolition machine smiling at him.

Xiao Lan grabbed Han Yan: "Don't panic."

As he said that, he took Han Yan around in the falling building to borrow his strength.

Although he was carrying a big man, Xiao Lan's movements were as easy as hopscotch on flat ground.

Soon they were on the ground.

Xiao Lan put Han Yan down and turned to admire her masterpiece.

As the saying goes, labor is the most glorious.

This is all the fruit of labor, and every brick that falls in the ruins is stained with his efforts.

With the collapse of the building and the disappearance of the female ghost, a hole suddenly opened in the sky of the game field, revealing a piece of chaos, as if the sky had collapsed.

The opening got bigger and bigger, and later it spread to the ground.

Han Yan still hadn't recovered, but he heard his savior say, "You go."

Han Yan was stunned, he wanted to leave, but where could he go?

The building collapsed, the boss died, and he didn't receive a notification to clear the level... Do you want him to wander in this empty and false city?

Xiao Lan stretched out his finger and pointed to a crack that spread not far away: "This one has the breath of the real world, you can go back when you go in."

Han Yan: "..."

He looked at the suspicious chaos, and then at Xiao Lan who seemed to be in a good mood.

He felt that the two wanted to kill him, but he had no proof.

And it is about to encounter a crisis of extermination.

Seeing that he was not moving, Xiao Lan stepped forward to "kindly" and "friendly" and picked him up directly with one hand.

Xiao Lan said: "I'm sorry, time is urgent now, we can't explain too much to you, but it's safer if you go back to reality first."

Han Yan became nervous: "...Wait, brother...I..."

"Don't worry." Xiao Lan smiled at him, and in the other's horrified eyes——

Pushing him into the crack.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!"

A scream came from the crack, and then it gradually faded away.

Xiao Lan was a little puzzled: "What? Will novice players feel pain when they pass through the world barrier?"

Lowe smiled. "Maybe he's just so happy to be home."

Although he felt in his heart that [-]% of them might be frightened by his husband's behavior.

Today is also a day to help others.

The author has something to say:

I thought of a new title for Xiao Lan - God of Demolition and Destruction of Poverty