I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games

With the help of the bosses who had met before, Xiao Lan and Luo quickly approached the white light ahead.

At the end of the stairs is a dazzling white, without the slightest impurity, but with a strong aggressiveness, it does not feel pure or peaceful at all, but reveals a cold feeling.

Luo looked at the people beside him: "Are you ready, sir?"

Xiao Lan took a deep breath: "Let's go."

The two stepped forward at the same time, stepping into this snow-white area.

The field of vision was instantly occupied by white, as if the eyes were covered by a white cloth.

After a while, something else gradually appeared in the white.

It was still a pure white world.

The white sky covered the top of the head, and there was a pure white chessboard under the feet, which looked similar to chess, but unlike chess, all the grids were white, and there was no room for any impurities.

On each side of the chessboard there are chess pieces, Praetorians, Knights, Bishops, Chariots, and Queens.

These chess pieces, like the chessboard under their feet, are pure white.

They stood still, as if in a procession to welcome them.

There is no king among these pawns.

It's just that there is a figure standing on the other side opposite to Xiao Lan.

This person has the same face as Luo, but his temperament is cold and inorganic.

He was wearing a pure white dress, covering his skin tightly except his face. His long white hair was loose, without any flaws, and there was no fluctuation in his light golden eyes.

There is no doubt that this person standing on the other side of the chessboard is the master who controls the descending world.

He is also the only king in the entire chess game.

The master looked up at Luo, and said calmly, "You are here."

Luo smiled: "I kept you waiting for a long time."

During the conversation, the Juggernaut didn't look at Xiao Lan, and only used "you", as if this person was just an insignificant foil.

"Too slow." Master raised his hand lightly.

Accompanied by his movements, a row of Imperial Guard chess pieces on the chessboard moved, and they all turned into soldiers holding long axes and rushed towards the two people on the opposite side.

Luo also stretched out his hand, his fingertips moved slightly.

The grid under his feet was instantly dyed black, and the black grid spread and intertwined with the white grid on the chessboard, turning into a standard chessboard.

The same black also stained Xiao Lan's chess pieces, turning them all black.

The pattern of black and white confrontation has been formed, which represents the beginning of the battle.

Among the black chess pieces, the row representing the imperial guards also moved. Like the chess pieces in Juggernaut's hand, they turned into soldiers holding spears, fighting with the oncoming white soldiers.

Accompanied by fierce fighting, occupying both ends of the chessboard, the kings of black and white talked calmly.

"Come to me now, I'm too impatient. Only by accumulating some strength will you have the possibility to defeat me." The master's tone remained the same.

Luo looked at him: "Will you be kind enough to let me accumulate strength at ease?"

The white ax struck the black soldier's chest, and the black spear pierced the white soldier's abdomen.

The chess pieces of both sides are sparing no effort to fight.

The dead chess pieces fell to the ground and shattered into dust.

The master's calm, light golden eyes seemed to see through Luo: "The you now have just recovered to your previous level, and I will not stay where I am and wait for you."

He looked at Luo: "Breathing, body temperature, heartbeat, what useless things have you added to yourself? They will not make you stronger, but will scatter your strength."

The master's eyes finally fell on Xiao Lan for the first time: "Is it for him?"

Those eyes were condensed and heavy, as if they were about to crush people.

Xiao Lan felt the pressure immediately, but he quickly calmed down and stood quietly on the spot without showing any sign of weakness.

The Juggernaut stared at Xiao Lan, and for the first time there was a little turmoil in his tone, although only a little: "This is... the power of awakening!"

He looked at Luo: "Do you know what you did?"

Luo's tone was the same as always: "He is already our kind, isn't he? This is also our original purpose."

Master: "No, we don't need the same kind. After observing the world, I found that human beings are very difficult to maintain rationality. Perhaps existences like us cannot be found in the universe. We are the only perfect ones. life form."

Luo said: "You have deviated from your original intention of establishing the world of coming."

The master admired his slender fingers wearing white gloves: "This is just an adjustment of the plan."

After the guards in the front fell, the knights, bishops, chariots, and queens in the rear joined the battlefield one after another.

The fighting on the chessboard is still going on, and it is getting more and more cruel.

Whether it was soldiers or nobles, they all fell down in the opposite attack, and their bodies turned into dust, merging into one and no longer distinguishing each other.

Xiao Lan couldn't help but said, "Don't you have any reverence for life?"

The Master seemed to have heard something absurd, and he said in that calm tone, "Awe for life? I was surprised to hear such a word from a human being."

"The number of creatures slaughtered by humans is much higher than those who died in the descending world, including even your own kind."

"Wars, slaves, genocide, concentration camps, colonies... I don't see the slightest reverence for life in any of them."

"The strong always have the right to dispose of the weak at will. This is something I learned from humans, and I have power far beyond humans. Why should I care about humans?"

Xiao Lan frowned.

Juggernaut and Luo, after coming into contact with humans, went in two completely different directions.

One agrees with the law of the jungle where the weak prey on the strong, and the other chooses to accept the equality and freedom that human beings long for.

Human beings often praise peace while instigating wars for their own self-interest.

While longing for equality, he can't help but bully the weak.

The big country controls the small country, the rich and powerful exploit the common people, the superior suppresses the subordinate, the strong bully the weak, and the small group crowds out the lonely and lonely.

But at the same time, human beings will cry for the pain of others, will sacrifice their lives to fight for people they have never met, and will join hands to explore a better future in the dark.

Perhaps humans are such complex and often contradictory creatures.

The game on the chessboard has also come to an end.

The last pawns of both sides died together, leaving only black and white debris.

The master stretched out his hand and brushed it in mid-air, clearing these worthless garbage out of his territory.

He looked at the two people across from him: "Okay, that's all for the greetings. Anyway, we can't convince each other. It's useless to reason. In the end, we still have to rely on strength to determine the ownership of the right to speak."

After the words fell, Bai Guang attacked Xiao Lan and Luo.

This ray of light is obviously pure white, but it carries terrifying power. If it collides with it unpreparedly, I'm afraid it will only end in pieces.

A black shadow appeared in Luo's hand and rushed towards the white light.

The black shadow collided with the white light head-on, and the two sides disappeared invisible.

Xiao Lan activated her skills the moment the white light appeared:

【Name: Poverty Cannot Limit My Imagination】

[Ability: Reflection]

Facing the oncoming white light, Xiao Lan directly raised his hand, and a silver-gray mirror appeared on his fingertips instantly. The shape of the mirror was irregular, but it stretched all the way to block Xiao Lan.

When the mirror faced a white light, Xiao Lan felt his hand sink suddenly.

Regardless of Juggernaut's slight movement, the strength of the attack is not weak.

Xiao Lan supported the mirror vigorously, and finally the pressure on the mirror lightened, and the white light was reflected back.

It seems that the power of science is still very strong, even in the face of an unscientific existence like the master.

Master tilted his head to avoid the white light reflected by Xiao Lan: "Interesting."

This human being can actually reflect his power.

After the first round of attacks, the battle between the three officially started.

Luo and Xiao Lan cooperated tacitly, and every attack of the sword light and the black shadow was just right.

Juggernaut looked like he was not working hard, but in fact he was ruthless and accurate when he moved.

White light continued to flicker past the two of them, and at the same time, the attacks of Xiao Lan and Luo were constantly deflected by the master.

The three people fighting were all very fast, and there were only afterimages passing by in the air, which made people dizzy.

There may have been several rounds of fighting in one second, and no matter the attack or defense, they were all completed in an instant, and there was no room for mistakes.

Luo and Juggernaut are very familiar with each other, and their power comes from the same source, so they can restrain each other.

Coupled with Xiao Lan's participation, in a two-on-one fight, Luo's side gradually gained the upper hand.

After a new round of confrontation, the blade in Xiao Lan's hand directly cut through Juggernaut's face, and Luo's black shadow also left a deep scar on his neck.

No blood flowed from Juggernaut's cut wound.

It was as if some entity had been cut open, the inside was pure white.

The ruler stretched out his hand, and gently stroked his wound with his fingertips, smoothing those two wounds.

Master said: "It really surprised me."

Although his tone sounded like he was narrating financial statements, there was no surprise at all.

Chatting with such a person is really quite boring.

Luo said, "Don't underestimate us."

The master shook his head: "I never underestimate you, we all know that we can't kill each other completely, so how can I not make more preparations for this?"

Suddenly, there was a fog in this white world.

The mist does not know where it came from, and it is billowing in the air, making this place look like a fairyland.

But Luo didn't mean to be confused by the scene in the slightest. He frowned and looked at the white mist, and he felt powerful energy in it.

Energy doesn't just appear out of thin air, so where does it come from?

-

Wu Ting found that his luck was really bad.

After fighting the boss just now, before he had time to rest, he bumped into the contract player.

That contract happened to be the kind he found most difficult.

The opponent's speed is fast and the attack power is strong, so he can only run away with his injuries, and he doesn't even have time to repair his body with props.

Wu Ting hid in the corner, taking advantage of the cover of the ruins to take out healing tools and bandage himself.

Although it's not a good time now, he is really about to lose his hold. If this continues, even if he doesn't die in the opponent's hands, he will die from excessive blood loss.

Before the bandage was wrapped twice, he heard the whistle that made his scalp tingle.

The long-drawn-out sound seems to be very leisurely, but also has a bit of a weird voice.

As a last resort, he could only stop the healing action and continue to hide in another place.

But before he got up and ran away, his white snake Xiaoqing issued a fierce warning to him.

Wu Ting's heart sank, and then he heard movement from above his head.

"Got you--"

Wu Ting's back tensed instantly, because he already felt the breath of the other party's words spraying on the top of his head.

It's too late to run away.

Wu Ting raised his head stiffly, and met a skinny woman's face.

That woman was very thin, but Wu Ting didn't dare to underestimate her at all, because the strength contained in her thin body was really terrifying.

The woman's hair was messy, and she was wearing a red dress like him, she smiled at Wu Ting: "I like killing the young lady in red clothes the most, don't be afraid, you are so beautiful, I will be very gentle with you .”

She looked at Wu Ting as if she had discovered some treasure, but what she said made people shudder.

Wu Ting's throat moved.

With an idea, he gave up his false voice: "I... I'm a man..."

As he spoke, he also took the initiative to tear off the choker adorned around his neck, exposing his Adam's apple to show his innocence.

The woman's smile froze: "A man?"

Wu Ting nodded hastily, and threw away the breast pad by the way, hoping that he was not within the hunting range of the opponent, and tried to find a gap to escape.

Unexpectedly, the woman screamed angrily: "Ah, how dare you lie to me!! You lie to me!!!"

The sunken eyes were round, and the bloodshot eyeballs stared fiercely at Wu Ting: "Liar, go to hell!"

Immediately afterwards, Wu Ting's neck was firmly grasped by iron-like palms, and he was directly pressed against the wall.

Wu Ting's back slammed into the wall, which aggravated his unhealed wound.

The force under the palm was so strong that Wu Ting's bones made a rattling sound in an instant, and the blood rushed to his brain frantically, making him feel like his head was about to explode.

Fuck!

Wu Ting did not expect that such a big boss in women's clothing would be treated like this.

Generally speaking, isn't this pervert only killing his own target group? How did he go berserk afterwards? !

What's wrong with the women's clothing boss!Do women's clothing bosses have no human rights? ! !

It was getting darker and darker in front of him, and Wu Ting felt that he was about to confess here.

It's a pity that he couldn't leave the world of coming until his death...

He hasn't become a first-line female anchor yet...

It's better not to expose yourself just now, maybe I can die easier.

Suddenly, a white light appeared in front of Wu Ting's eyes, and the strength on his neck suddenly lightened.

He barely opened his eyes and saw a mark on the forehead of the woman in red.

The mark was similar to the one that had appeared on the back of his own hand, but it was white.

Now, the white marker is glowing brighter and brighter.

At the same time, the thin body of the woman in red was becoming more and more haggard, almost becoming a mummified corpse.

Like, the mark was absorbing energy from her body.

"Slight... Slight..." The woman in red's eyes widened, as if she was puzzled by what had happened to her.

But the uptake of the markup hasn't stopped.

Soon, the light in the eyes of the woman in red went out, and her body gradually changed from a corpse to dry bones, and then even the dry bones were absorbed.

In the end, there was nothing left.

A living person just disappeared before Wu Ting's eyes out of thin air.

"Cough, cough, cough——" Wu Ting coughed frantically, feeling the pain from his throat to his lungs like being pricked by needles.

It took him a while to catch his breath.

Looking at the empty ground in front of him, if it weren't for the aggravated injury on his body, he would have thought that the appearance of that woman was completely his own hallucination.

He was baffled by his narrow escape.

What was that mark just now?So similar to the mark of the rebel, could it be the master?But what is the contract player who dominates and kills him going to do?

-

Another playground.

Two contract players are moving forward together.

They've been tasked with entering the game to clean up rebel players, but they don't really want to work hard.

Fighting is risky, and they heard that the group of difficult guys among the senior players, such as Cheng Wenyi, Xiao Lan, Wang Ke, Wang Taidi, Qi Ning, and Wen Zhixian, almost all participated in it.

To be honest, if they face these people, they are not sure of winning.

Anyway, they are already contract players, and it seems that there is no loss if they don't fight.

"Why don't we paddle here and bully the middle and low-level players."

"Hey, let others chew the hard bones. Anyway, we don't want to stand out, so we just need to have a mouthful of soup."

"How about going out for a drink after this mission is over?"

"Okay, which store do you like?"

The two were walking while chatting, when one of them stopped suddenly.

He said to his teammates: "I feel like something is wrong..."

"Why—" His teammate turned his head and was about to tease him, but he witnessed the whole process of him being sucked up by the contract mark and finally disappearing.

"Hey! Where are you? This is an illusion, don't play it..." The teammate said while looking around, but didn't get the slightest response.

He couldn't help but raised his hand to touch his forehead.

There is where the contract mark is located, and it will not appear at all at ordinary times.

There seemed to be something wrong with the contract mark, but he couldn't remove it with his own strength.

I seem to have made an extremely stupid decision.

Why does Advent World give privileges to contract players, allowing them to be above other players?

Maybe they are just high-level livestock raised in captivity?

Feeling some kind of truth vaguely, the heart of this contract player is icy cold.

-

Return to the white world.

White mist poured into this space continuously, and was actively absorbed by the ruler.

After absorbing these energies, Juggernaut's power soared, and his attack power became stronger and stronger, making it difficult for Xiao Lan and Luo to team up.

"Humans are really useful creatures. I just need to raise them like grazing. When they are harvested, they will generate additional value, and they can also play different functions according to their species."

"How to use the power of human beings, this is the inspiration you gave me."

As the master said, the attack in his hand kept attacking the two of them.

He looked at Luo, and continued: "Do you know why I want to let the descending world speed up and cover reality? Everything is for you to appear in front of me actively, and destroying what you want to protect is better than wasting time looking for you everywhere." easy."

"Look, don't you take the initiative to deliver it to your door?"

"We can't completely kill each other, but what if we switch to swallowing? I will make you, like humans, the source of my strength."

The voice of the master is so calm and frightening.

Xiao Lan suddenly realized that the reason why they came to Juggernaut so quickly might be on purpose.

Whether it is to accelerate the erosion of the reality of the coming world, to let the contractors search for their clues like chickens without their heads, or to block the response slowly, it is all on his intention.

Wouldn't he have assigned the best search player to find clues?

Can't he send the most powerful contract players to block the way?

Wouldn't he let trickier playing fields stop them?

But he didn't, and even let some bosses help Xiao Lan.

Even the half-finished playground that appeared seemed more like a clue to them than a deterrent, suggesting that they were close to reaching their destination.

What Juggernaut wants is that they take the initiative to deliver it to their door.

Then he will absorb the power of the contracted players and catch them off guard!

Get rid of Luo first, completely control him, and then liquidate those disobedient players among the players, so that he can get rid of the power of resistance.

Thousands of white light arrows attacked Xiao Lan, covering the sky and covering the earth, with unparalleled power, blocking all his paths.

This time Xiao Lan felt that he might not be able to reflect such an attack.

He clenched the knife in his hand, trying to find a way out for himself.

A darkness suddenly enveloped him.

The darkness blocked Xiao Lan like a barrier, and all the arrows of light fell on the darkness.

Light and darkness collided, and they were obviously not real objects, but they made a shocking sound of corrosion.

Under the attack of the light arrows, the barriers of the shadow gradually became thinner, and even holes appeared.

A bad premonition crossed Xiao Lan's mind: "Luo!"

Luo couldn't be seen in the darkness, but a hand was stretched out from it, and that hand pushed Xiao Lan back.

Behind Xiao Lan, a crack appeared at some point, and Xiao Lan was pushed away from this white world.

"Sir, let's go..." This was Luo's voice.

Xiao Lan fell all the way down.

The last scene in front of him was that countless whites enveloped the blackness he was most familiar with, and gradually engulfed him.