I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games

These blood chips automatically belonged to him the moment they appeared in front of Xiao Lan, no matter whether he took them or not, the effect would be the same.

"Ding-dong-"

"Warning, the player's current risk of death has reached 60%"

Listening to the system's ruthless reminder of the risk of death, Xiao Lan's heart sank... I don't know if I should say a dirty word.

He looked at the three people in front of him who were expressionless because they had no face, and wondered in his heart whether they cheated while his attention was distracted, but he didn't have evidence, and even if he had evidence, he probably wouldn't care if it came to the world.

At this time, Xiao Lan missed Luo very much. If Luo was by his side, most of these small situations could be settled by him.

It's a pity that now Luo can only lie on his back, quietly serving as his little pig for the new year.

Faced with a 60% risk of death, Xiao Lan must be extremely careful with every step he takes, perhaps soon he will feel the malice of the world.

Now that the matter has come to this point, Xiao Lan does not intend to continue the game.

It seems that because of the 60% death rate bonus, there are far more humanoids who choose to pounce on Xiao Lan than Wu Ting.

He pressed the card table with both hands, and lifted the whole table with force, looking very rogue and unreasonable.The mahjong flew all over the ground, causing the feet of the dolls who rushed towards him to slip and fall into a ball.

Seeing this, the three card players also knew that their peaceful exchange was over, so they got up one after another and attacked Xiao Lan.It fully demonstrated that if you can't beat you at the poker table, then kill you off the poker table.

Xiao Lan was also unceremonious, and took out [this is a poisonous dagger] and turned to fight.

Sideways dodging the oncoming fist of the male card player, Xiao Lan made a backhand stab, leaving a deep knife mark on his face without facial features.

If it was a person, half of his head might have been blown out, but unfortunately this guy is not a human being, he is still alive and kicking after turning his head.

At the same time, I don't know what the principle of these human figures is. They can move and have consciousness, but when they attack, the dagger doesn't trigger the poison prompt, as if they are just a bunch of dead objects.

Perhaps it was because they were controlled by spirit bodies and the daggers could not attack them physically, Xiao Lan guessed.

However, although it is no longer poisonous, the sharpness of the dagger itself is still considerable.

It is not a problem to cut off the arm of the besieging doll with one knife.Xiao Lan shuttled among the dolls, every attack would leave twisted hands and feet, making it impossible for the dolls to get close.

Xiao Lan punched the doll flying away who was trying to sneak attack, but unexpectedly heard the system prompt:

"Poverty can't limit my imagination, get【Unknown Kid's Piggy Bank】"

[Name: Piggy Bank of Unknown Children]

[Ability: Unlimited withdrawal of coins]

[Explanation: I don’t know which adult without conscience actually stole the kid’s piggy bank]

Xiao Lan: "..."

He suspected that he was mocked by this prop.

With the feeling that maybe these coins would be of some use, Xiao Lan took out a coin while beating the figure.

"Obtain a one-yuan coin, and the poverty value will be reduced by 0.1"

Xiao Lan: "..."

To be reasonable, this is obviously just a one-yuan coin, and it has no special functions at all, so why is it worth 0.1 yuan!Garbage games tricked me into poverty!

Xiao Lan threw this thing into the storage space, expressing that he didn't want to talk, and smashed a hexagonal head that popped up next to it with his backhand.

More and more human figures poured in from the opened door, they made the room more and more crowded, Xiao Lan and Wu Ting gradually felt that they couldn't do their best.

Xiao Lan took the time to ask Wu Ting: "What did you do to stab people's lairs? Why are there so many people here?"

Wu Ting kicked out the two figures: "Probably because I'm so beautiful and jealous."

Xiao Lan rolled her eyes: "Why are you jealous? Are you jealous that you can wear skirts?"

Wu Ting glanced at him: "Do you have any opinions, do you want to share with you?"

Xiao Lan quickly shook her head: "Thank you, no need, a gentleman does not take what others like."

"How do you know if you don't try?" Wu Ting swept out the sharp blade, killing the figures in front of him, "Maybe, it will open the door to a new world."

Xiao Lan grabbed the card girl as a weapon and threw it at the human-shaped group, but refused: "It's better to lock this door forever."

Wu Ting clicked his tongue, and returned him a coquettish white eye, forgetting even the false sound: "Superficial."

Not to mention, this guy's original pronunciation is quite Su, and I don't know why he has embarked on such a road of no return.

As more and more dolls fell down, a layer of limbs or other parts accumulated on the ground, making it difficult for everyone present to move.

At this moment, numerous doors on the walls of the room also opened.

As the door opened, there were footsteps, and behind several doors, there were many people walking quickly towards this side.

There are only seven players participating in this game. Excluding Meng Ze, who is already cold, and Luo, who is temporarily unable to maintain a human form, there are only five active players, and the remaining three players other than Xiao Lan and Wu Ting obviously cannot get out. Such imposing footsteps.

The ones who came were definitely not friendly troops.

Xiao Lan's expression became serious: "Is this going to block us here?"

Wu Ting asked: "Is there anything you can do?"

Xiao Lan thought about it for a while: "I guess there is...but the effect is not sure, and there is no distinction between the enemy and the enemy."

Under Wu Ting's puzzled eyes, Xiao Lan took out [canned herring mixed with durian]: "I don't know if these things are considered as creatures. If they are not, the only person who may be hurt is you."

After thinking about the sour taste, Wu Ting suddenly showed the expression of a thief who might not want to harm me.

Xiao Lan said: "If you have a better method, feel free to bring it up, you're welcome."

The expression on Wu Ting's face was wonderful, full of the despair of "the six armies don't show their helplessness, and die like a crescent horse": "Come on..."

Under Wu Ting's complicated eyes, Xiao Lan opened his treasured 【Canned Herring Mixed with Durian】.

In an instant, a fishy smell mixed with sour smell after fermentation, mixed with the pungent smell of durian permeated the air. This smell seemed to have been concentrated by an unknown force, and it was stronger than the original smell.

Where the smell passed, the chaotic human figures stopped for a moment, and all the people or non-humans present seemed to be in a gas chamber.

But at the next moment, they were like cockroaches that had encountered pesticides, and they started running at a high speed that Xiao Lan had never seen before, scrambling to escape the gas chamber. The same spread out in the maze-like room.

Simultaneously with them was Wu Ting. Because of the effect of the props, he couldn't control himself and ran away from Xiao Lan, retching while running: "Xiao Lan! Your uncle! Uh—"

Just like that, his figure gradually disappeared behind the doors.

Suddenly, Xiao Lan's side was empty and quiet. At this moment, he is just a stinky guy that no one wants to be friends with.

Except for Luo, Luo is still quietly staying behind Xiao Lan at this moment, without breathing or heartbeat, standing still in the pinch of canned herring and durian.

Xiao Lan looked at the phrase "There is a slight probability of attracting strange things" in the item description. Could it be that Luo has been classified as a strange thing by the item?

There seems to be no problem.

Taking advantage of the encirclement being dispersed, Xiao Lan took the time to find a door that looked pleasing to the eye and left the mahjong room.

As for Wu Ting, after thinking about his last expression that was so ferocious that he wanted to hit someone, it's better... see you again by fate.

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The effect of [Canned Herring Mixed with Durian] was even better than expected. Xiao Lan opened several rooms one after another without seeing these human figures haunting her again. The way forward turned out to be unbelievably smooth.

However, the 60% risk of death is not for nothing.

Wherever Xiao Lan passed by on the road, there were objects on top of his head, and half of them fell on his head; Lan exploded as soon as he passed it, as if he wanted to die with him.

It was as if a god of death was staring at him, looking for any chance to kill him.

Relying on her keen sense of danger and agility, Xiao Lan avoided these crises without any risk.

This time when I opened the door, a different scene appeared before my eyes.

It's a corridor.

A straight corridor with side windows that look out over a fake city.Looking along the corridor, there is a closed door on the opposite side. The door looks gorgeous and different from other rooms.

It's easy to wonder if that door is a shortcut out of the game.

However, Xiao Lan, who has experienced the mahjong room, has a little doubt about this. The prompt of the game is "Four Days End". It has been clearly stated that it is a survival game. Will there really be a way to leave early?

Xiao Lan looked at the door, it was like a sweet hope, but also like a bad trap.

Looking out from the window, although it is still raining continuously outside the window at this time, the night has begun to gradually fade, and it is not far from dawn.Do you want to go back to the previous room and wait for the dawn, or try this unpredictable door?

Xiao Lan was thinking, when suddenly a sense of danger that made his scalp tingle appeared from one side of him.

Without time to think about it, Xiao Lan rolled on the spot and walked to the side.

At this moment, he raised his head and looked in the direction where he was just standing, only to see a face taller than his entire body appeared on the wall, grinning at him with a malicious smile.

Thin, with one eye a sickly gray, that was—after a few days' absence, the landlady's face.

The landlord's face almost occupied the entire wall, he stared at Xiao Lan, and slowly moved towards him like a projection.

Just as Xiao Lan stared guardingly, the landlord's face disappeared for a moment, and the next moment the attack struck from the wall behind him.

The distance was too close, Xiao Lan couldn't dodge in time, and there was a sharp pain in his shoulder.

He turned his head and saw a wound on his shoulder that seemed to be cut by a sharp knife, and the gray eyes of the landlord on the wall flashed away.

"Hey hey..." The landlord let out a hoarse and ugly smile.

This guy can not only teleport, but also a long-range attack!

This is simply cheating!

Xiao Lan stabbed her face against the wall with a backhand, only to find that the landlord was like an illusory shadow, completely invulnerable to attack.

Before Xiao Lan could react, another round of attacks came, and Xiao Lan could only dodge with all her strength.

The speed of the landlord's teleportation was too fast, and the corridor was not too wide. After a few times, even though Xiao Lan's perception was sharp and he tried his best to avoid serious injuries, he still suffered a lot of injuries.

There was a wound on his cheek, which made his cold white skin that was not tanned even more pale.

His whole body was already stained with blood due to various large or small wounds, but Xiao Lan's movements were still flexible, too many backs were slightly bowed, and he assumed a defensive posture, his whole body was tense and maintained a state where he could launch an attack at any time.Like an elegant but dangerous feline predator.

Xiao Lan stood in the middle of the corridor and stared at the landlord, her eyes were as sharp as a knife's edge, beads of sweat rolled down her chin on her handsome face.

Teleportation plus long-range or intangible, these are particularly disadvantageous for him.

The narrower the environment, the more beneficial it is for teleportation. Compared with other rooms, the corridor has a large space, but it is still very narrow, making it difficult for Xiao Lan to escape.

Facing non-entities [this is a poisonous dagger] completely ineffective.

If he activates the skill of attacking spirits, he will not be able to keep up with the speed of the opponent. Similarly, if he activates the skill of speed, he will not be able to attack the opponent.

Xiao Lan seemed to be in a desperate situation for a moment, could this be the true power of the 60% risk of death?

After the next breath, the attack came again, and silver light gathered in the landlady's eyes again. When seeing this little glimmer, Xiao Lan's body jumped to the side quicker than thinking.

At this time, a flash of lightning flashed through the clouds outside the window, instantly reflecting the entire corridor in white.

When the lightning passed, the attack that Xiao Lan was waiting for did not come. He looked in the direction of the landlord and saw that he canceled the attack for some reason.

Could it be that Lightning restrained him?

Xiao Lan raised his attention, waiting for the next lightning strike while avoiding the attack.

Sure enough, in the next few attacks, as long as there was lightning, the landlord's attack would stop, as if interrupted by an unknown force.

Although the wounds on his body increased because of this, and he looked a bit embarrassed, but Xiao Lan thought it was very worthwhile to try out the landlord's weakness.

Xiao Lan wiped the blood from the fresh wound on his forehead that flowed from his eyes, and raised the corners of his lips to show a flamboyant smile at the landlord's grimace.

Mr. Landlord, do you know about [-] volts?

He thought of the [unknown child's piggy bank] he had obtained before.

Perhaps, the electromagnetic gun can also learn about it by the way?

The author has something to say:

Xiao Lan: Pikachu transforms, one hundred thousand volts!

Luo: Meow meow... (Translation: Mister, it's time to take medicine...)