I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games

The same thing is happening simultaneously in many playgrounds.

Players with strong combat power face the boss directly, while those with weaker combat power choose to besiege, or don't take the route of force, just go and demolish wherever they go, just like a happy demolition team.

No. [-] Fortune is organizing members of Brother Xiao's support club to demolish a century-old house.

This is the center of the game field, where the fierce century-old ghosts live. They are cruel and bloodthirsty, and they will spare everyone who enters. However, due to the restrictions of the house, they cannot leave the old house.

And the first rich and the others didn't go in, taking advantage of the noon sun, they directly demolished the outside of the old house.

The ping-pong-pong demolition made the area where the ghosts can move smaller and smaller, but they were helpless.

The green hair of the richest number one is shining in the sun. She is holding a trumpet rolled up from a paper tube and stepping on the pile of bricks and stones that have been dismantled: "Everyone, work hard, every brick we moved today, Both will become the cornerstone of the player liberation movement!"

"Liberation!" the players chanted.

Zhao Xiaohe added: "Not only that, but the boss said that as long as the ticket is completed, he will reward each person with a flat. The rebel also said that in the future, everyone will be given a car. Let's work hard. A bright future is waiting for you." Follow us!"

"A suite! A car!" The voices of the players became louder.

Under the double incentive of ideal and reality, the players worked harder to demolish the land.

The wall of the old house collapsed again, and the angry ghost in the house was billowing with black energy, as if it was about to go berserk.

But in the face of the noon sun, they really dare not make mistakes.

Just wait until night...at night they can take this group of guys down hard.

However, according to the speed of demolition, there may be only one floor of land left in the entire haunted house at night.

A group of ghosts who were about to be homeless suddenly felt the greatest crisis in history.

-

Wang Ke and Wang Teddy rushed into a new game field.

Under the joint efforts of the two brothers, the boss seemed so vulnerable that he fell down very quickly.

They are planning to lure the marks on their bodies to the next game field.

A crack appeared out of nowhere in the space ahead, and a sinister laughter came from inside: "Haha... ha... long time no see..."

The brothers looked towards the chasm, both clutching their weapons in a defensive stance.

Those who would suddenly appear in the game field like this, apart from their teammates, the only ones left would be the ones from the descending world.

No matter what it is, it is because the comer is not good.

What was in the rift finally came out.

It was in human form.

The reason why it is called a thing is because it looks like many things are stitched together, with thick human arms, an insect-like carapace, and some legs with fur that can't tell what kind of animal it is.

In short, this thing looks like everything, and it still maintains a human shape, but it just doesn't look like a human.

"Wang Ke..." A head suddenly turned from the monster's body.

The two people present are very familiar with this head, which is——

Zhang Yiqin.

Zhang Yiqin's head was originally facing away from them, but he turned around with difficulty, his bloodshot eyes stared at the two men maliciously, and the exposed red muscles could still be seen at the junction of the neck and the body.

"Hahaha...hahaha..." Zhang Yiqin smiled nervously, as if he had discovered something interesting.

"Wang Teddy..." Another head lifted from the monster's chest.

This is also an acquaintance——

Liang Si'an.

Liang Si'an's head was roughly sewn onto the monster's body, like a strange sarcoma growing on its chest.

Liang Si'an's face was ashen, his eyes were cloudy, and his mouth was split open, revealing a ferocious smile: "Didn't expect that? We... meet again..."

Wang Teddy said disdainfully: "It's really a disaster that will last for thousands of years, and even death will not be clean."

Liang Si'an laughed hoarsely: "Hey... If the dead player is lucky, he will become an NPC, and we are very lucky, so we become the boss..."

"It's lucky to be chosen to enter the world..." Liang Si'an said.

"Being a boss is even more lucky...fate is always on our side..." Zhang Yiqin said.

The two of them seem to have completely merged into one, and have been shaped into a brand new boss.

Because the two had either their necks broken or their heads decapitated.

This made them speak intermittently, and their voices were hoarse and dilapidated, which was extremely uncomfortable to hear.

Liang Si'an stared at the two brothers: "Access to the world has discovered your movements, not only the contract players, but even the bosses will participate in the encirclement and suppression of you... Hehe... How long can you hold on?"

Zhang Yiqin: "Haha...Wang Ke...you have always only dreamed. It is a fool's dream to take your brother away, and now you are going against the descending world...hahahaha..."

Liang Si'an and Zhang Yiqin said at the same time: "You... are dead..."

Facing the monster in front of him, Wang Ke raised his knife expressionlessly: "Have you forgotten, who is the captain?"

Wang Teddy showed that cold smile again: "If one death is not enough, I can give you another one for free."

After the words fell, the two brothers unanimously launched an attack on the former enemy in front of them.

The blood-red long knife and the pure white dagger drew dangerous lights, heading towards the combined monster.

Although the monster formed by Liang Si'an and Zhang Yiqin is huge, it moves without any slowness. With a kick of its powerful legs, it can jump far away in an instant.

But the attack of the two brothers immediately pursued them again.

The blood red long knife sliced ​​towards Liang Si'an's head, while the white dagger sliced ​​towards Zhang Yiqin's neck.

But the monster jumped up on the spot, suddenly out of their attack range, making the attacks of long knives and daggers have to miss.

"It's our turn..." Liang Si'an said, the monster's body suddenly fell down.

The thick arm swung up and slammed at Wang Ke fiercely.

Wang Ke rolled on the spot in an instant, dodging this attack.

There was a loud "boom", and a big hole was smashed into the ground by the attack.

If this falls on a human being, the power can be imagined.

But the attack was not over yet. It seemed that Wang Ke had just recovered from his serious injury, and he must be able to deal with it better than Wang Teddy.

Continuous attacks rushed towards Wang Ke, trying to buy time to kill him in a short time.

"Boom, boom, boom" came one after another, but Wang Ke narrowly avoided them all.

They guessed right, although Wang Ke's body was healed by Qi Ning, he quickly recovered his fighting ability.

But how could the days trapped in the cocoon for more than a year not leave him any harm?

The current Wang Ke has not reached his usual state.

But don't forget his skills, the more injured he is, the stronger he becomes, which is also the root cause of his strength to escape after being trapped for more than a year.

All damage will increase his attack power.

Wang Ke waved [Bleeding Blood] and rushed in front of this combo monster.

[Bleeding Blood] Draw a cold blood-colored knife light in the air, trying to cut the monster in two.

At this moment, Liang Si'an and Zhang Yiqin showed strange smiles on their faces.

They opened their mouths at the same time.

Purple hallucinogenic smoke spewed out of Zhang Yiqin's mouth, and emerald green venom spit out from Liang Si'an's mouth.

At such a short distance, even if Wang Ke wanted to dodge, it was too late, and he was about to bump into two obviously problematic things head-on.

But, who told him to have a younger brother?

"Wang Ke will not suffer any harm within 1 minute." Wang Teddy's voice sounded in time.

The two who suffered from Wang Teddy's losses and even lost their lives suddenly felt bad.

However, as they expected before, at such a short distance, it was too late to dodge.

The smoke and venom could not contaminate Wang Ke, but the bloody knife light had arrived as promised.

He simply cut the combined monster into two with a sharp knife.

Wang Ke withdrew his knife, his tone calm: "Trash."

"No..." Zhang Yiqin's eyes widened.

"How is it possible...we...are...the lucky..." Liang Si'an murmured, but his voice became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared.

As their voices fell, the assembled corpse instantly began to rot in an unbelievable way, accompanied by a soaring stench, and turned into a puddle of wriggling liquid.

The two brothers, who knew what was about to happen, quickly moved away, preventing the liquid from getting close to them.

No substitute target could be found for a long time, the liquid gradually lost its vitality and dried up on the ground.

Wang Teddy smiled and said to his brother: "Now that I kill them once, you also kill them once, is that cool?"

Wang Ke raised the corner of his mouth: "It's so-so."

Wang Teddy asked: "Brother, how is your body, do you want to rest first?"

Wang Ke shook his head: "No need."

In the next moment, the figures of the two brothers disappeared and went to the next game field.

-

Qi Ning just finished the battle in the last game field and entered a new instance.

As soon as he stepped in here, Qi Ning felt something was wrong.

This is a lively street, and the faces coming and going are all young, with the unique vitality of youth.

They laughed and walked through the streets, chatting about recent events and new jokes on the Internet, and occasionally complained about their studies and relationships, as if there were no particularly heavy worries in their lives.

Qi Ning is very familiar with this place.

This is the most popular street near the university town, full of all kinds of cheap, high-quality and creative shops, nearby college students like to come here to play in their free time.

This is also... the place he used to come to when he and Cen Wei were dating.

Everything around is extremely familiar.

Cen Wei likes the ice cream in this shop.

Cen Wei often wanders outside the cat cafe over there, because he is allergic to cats and dare not go in, so he can only satisfy his cravings through the glass.

There is also a restaurant not far away, Qi Ning can clearly recite which dishes Cen Wei likes there.

He is now stepping where he remembers.

It's like revisiting old places.

But Qi Ning reached out and touched his face, the texture of the mask at his fingertips clearly reminded him that he could not go back.

Qi Ning knew that he had stepped into some kind of illusion.

He walked cautiously on the street, observing everything around him.

The young people coming and going didn't seem to be surprised by his attire, they passed him by and continued to have fun.

Finally, Qi Ning stopped in a familiar coffee shop.

The simple decoration, with many plants arranged in it, looks very fresh and natural.

And in a familiar position, there was a person sitting, and that person was waving at him with a smile.

It was a face that appeared in Qi Ning's memory in countless midnight dreams.

He remembered every expression on that face, happy, happy, sad, depressed, helpless...

It's Cen Wei.

Through the glass of the coffee shop, Cen Wei waved and lip-synched to him: Senior, come quickly.

Qi Ning stared at him for a while, then turned and stepped into the coffee shop.

Then he sat in the seat he usually sat in.

In front of Cen Wei was a cup of latte, and the latte art on it was the same as every time before, it was a fat cat.

Cen Wei looked at Qi Ning with a smile: "Senior, you are late, are you too busy with work?"

Qi Ning suddenly remembered, when was this conversation...

Cen Wei still smiled, not angry at his boyfriend's lateness: "Senior, let me tell you, I just got my internship qualification! And it's the emergency department, my dream department."

This is the day when Cen Wei is about to go to the emergency department for an internship.

It is also the source of all nightmares.

Not long after that, Cen Wei...

Qi Ning recalled his speech back then: "Congratulations, your hard work during this time has not been in vain."

Cen Wei took a sip of coffee: "I didn't expect them to choose me, I thought it would definitely fail this time."

Qi Ning: "No, they will definitely choose you, because you are really outstanding."

Cen Wei laughed: "Senior, you always praise me so much. I feel that after being with you, my grades have improved by leaps and bounds. It really is the halo of the god of learning that shines on me."

Qi Ning: "That's your own effort, but the emergency department is very busy, so you have to be prepared."

……

Qi Ning replayed the scene from that year according to his memory.

Cen Wei on the opposite side also recounted the conversation back then verbatim, making people feel as if time and space overlapped.

But all good things are short-lived, and the conversations in memory always end.

Seeing that the coffee in front of Cen Wei had run out.

Qi Ning got up without saying a word, turned and left without saying a word to this Cen Wei.

Cen Wei said with a smile: "Why did the senior leave? Won't you stay with me?"

Qi Ning's voice was indifferent: "I won't kill you for his sake, but don't spoil my mood with unnecessary words."

His tone was very sober, obviously he was not deceived, he just used the other party's bait briefly to relive an old dream.

However, a dream is a dream after all.

It's time to wake up from this short dream.

"Cen Wei" was silent for a while, as if he was weighing something, but he still spoke: "Senior—"

Qi Ning's voice became cold: "Facing his face, you'd better not do anything unusual."

At the same time, a scalpel shone with silver light appeared in his hand, and a burst of lavender smoke began to linger around his fingertips.

This shows that Qi Ning is already a little impatient, and his patience with this counterfeit is about to reach its limit.

"Cen Wei" stopped talking.

With a mask-like smile, he watched Qi Ning's tall back gradually drift away.

Qi Ning stepped out of the coffee shop.

All of a sudden, the bustling streets stopped for an instant, and all the noise and laughter stagnated at this moment.

Everyone on the street maintained their previous movements and looked very vivid, but if you look closely, you will find that there are no facial features on their faces, they are just a group of puppets.

Following Qi Ning's footsteps, the lights on the side of the road gradually disappeared.

The buildings on both sides of the street gradually changed from fine to rough, and the details of the ground became less and less.

Later, there were only some simple cubes standing on the bare ground, like the simplest 3D model.

There was darkness ahead, and Cen Wei's voice came from the darkness.

"Who are you……"

"I don't know you..."

"Hmm! Why...why do you..."

There was a sound of stumbling footsteps in the darkness, as if a seriously injured person was struggling to survive.

But soon, a more powerful footsteps quickly caught up.

Then there was the sound of the blade piercing into the body, one knife after another, mixed with Cen Wei's faint cry of pain.

"Senior...help me...help me..."

"Senior...Senior..."

"Learn... grow..."

Qi Ning's fists were clenched suddenly.

This guy, using Cen Wei as bait again and again, repeatedly dug open the never-healed wound in his heart, he is really angry now.

Qi Ning's voice was cold: "Stop acting, Cen Wei died outside the game, and his death has nothing to do with coming to the world, so what are you?"

The cries for help in the dark stopped.

This time, a strange voice sounded: "Hehe, I can see the deepest hole in your heart. There is such a big bleeding wound, and you don't want to fill it?"

"In the descended world, it's actually very easy to resurrect him, isn't it?"

Qi Ning disdains: "It's just a counterfeit that deceives oneself and others."

The voice in the darkness changed: "It is omnipotent to descend into the world. If you choose to become a contract, you will understand that this is a completely different life form, and it is not impossible to resurrect a person."

Qi Ning was unmoved: "If the coming world is really omnipotent, it will not only dare to secretly take away people from reality. As for the resurrection, have you ever seen a dead contract player come back intact? Can someone who becomes an NPC or a boss really be considered a human being?"

Of course he tried to revive Cen Wei in the descended world.

But countless failures made him understand that even though the coming world looks powerful, it is not omnipotent, and it is even subject to many restrictions, so it cannot bring back the lost life.

Even if he could create a Cen Wei exactly like in his memory, it would be just a puppet driven by his own memory.

He doesn't need such a consolation.

He'd rather live sober and miserable than embrace a counterfeit for false happiness.

"Hehehe... What a stubborn guy..." The voice changed again, and the person in the darkness finally came out slowly.

It was a man in casual clothes, otherwise ordinary looking.

But his mouth is very big, and there are many long tongues in the open mouth, which makes him look very weird.

The man's voice changed again: "I like your voice very much. I originally wanted to collect it gently, but now it seems that I can only use it in a rough way."

As he said that, the tongue man rushed towards Qi Ning.

His mouth suddenly opened wide, and more tongues were inserted from the depths. These tongues were like sharp arrows, aiming at Qi Ning fiercely.

He aimed at the vital points on Qi Ning's body, but avoided above the neck, as if he really wanted to collect Qi Ning's voice as he said before.

Qi Ning cut off the attacking tongue with a backhand.

But in the next moment, his scalpel seemed to be corroded, and the blade part disappeared directly.

The tongue man laughed, and a new tongue grew out of his mouth to replace the severed one: "Don't underestimate me."

Qi Ning threw away the knife casually, and a new one came out from his fingertips: "Of course, the doctor's scalpel can be replaced at any time."

The two sides continued to confront each other.

Tongue Man's resilience is very strong, he can be reborn almost immediately after his tongue is cut off.

The angle of his attack was also very tricky, he narrowly brushed against Qi Ning's vital parts several times, the dark red blood oozed out and was absorbed by the black clothes, it was not obvious from the outside.

Qi Ning threw away the corroded scalpel again, and there were already a lot of wreckage of the scalpel scattered around.

The man with the tongue said: "Don't struggle, your voice must be very pleasant to scream. I really want to know, what kind of screams will such a cold person have?"

"Hey hey..." He seemed to be imagining some scene, and he laughed to himself.

But with a smile, he realized something was wrong. When did so many blood bubbles appear on his tongue?

Moreover, these blood bubbles are rapidly spreading and becoming more and more numerous, making it difficult for him to even breathe.

"You..." The tongue man looked at Qi Ning in surprise.

There was a smile in Qi Ning's tone: "It's just a little bit of virus, and it's only now that it's showing up. Your physique is stronger than I expected."

At this time, the red blood bubbles had almost occupied all of the Tongue Man's tongue and were spreading to his whole body.

His tongue became swollen, making it difficult for him to speak: "What... when... poison..."

Playing with the scalpel, Qi Ning slowly approached him: "I don't need to poison, I am poison, attacking me without defense is courting death."

The tongue man twitched under the rapidly spreading virus. His breathing was short, his body was unnaturally stiff, and blood was still gushing out of his mouth.

He had lost control of his body, and the fear of death struck him, making him tremble uncontrollably.

He seemed to be dying, at the hands of an ordinary senior player.

how can that be possible?He is a contract player, he is a more advanced life form, how could he be defeated by this low-level creature...

Qi Ning brandished the scalpel at the tongue man who fell to the ground.

"You shouldn't be using his voice, I'm sick of everything you say."

"You don't deserve his face, every smile of yours is so disgusting."

Every sharp knife light fell, accompanied by flowers of blood blooming.

Qi Ning cut off everything that disgusted him one by one.

During the whole process, Qi Ning remained calm, even his tone remained the same as before, without any disturbance.

Eventually, the tongue man stopped moving.

With his death, the surrounding environment began to collapse, revealing the copy's original appearance.

After finishing all this, Qi Ning wiped his hands clean, straightened his top hat, turned around and continued to look for his target.