I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games

The soles of the shoes stepped on the old floor, and echoed in the empty platform. Overhead was the overwhelmed flickering of overworked electric lights, and the air was still filled with a musty smell of decay.

There is a lot of rubbish on the ground, shaking slightly in the wind, making it look like it is not as dead and silent as in the train.

An old newspaper was blown to Xiao Lan's feet.

He picked it up and took a look. The yellowed newspaper was full of gossip news from the parents, and in the middle of it was written in some faded bright red letters: "If you want to be rich, have fewer children and grow more trees, raise fewer children and more pigs." ".

Turn the newspaper over, and besides the advertisements on the back, it is also printed in eye-catching fonts: "One person's extra birth, the whole village will be sterilized", "If you raise a good pig, you will fatten yourself"...

The corner of Xiao Lan's mouth twitched: "It's really a slogan full of sense of the times."

These slogans were widely circulated in the eighties and 90s. They are simple and impressive, and they are also very consistent with the style of this platform.

Luo also saw the content of the newspaper, and he sent out doubts from non-humans: "Why are humans so passionate about pigs?"

Xiao Lan: "...I want to know too."

Maybe this is the love of the descendants of the Yellow Emperor for breeding, he guessed wildly.

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The two continued to move forward in the direction of the track.

On the train, she only saw moss on the ground, but when she walked to the platform, Xiao Lan realized that there was more water on the ground than she thought.

Some corners may have accumulated water all year round, and the dark water stains have become an ecosystem of their own, with algae and unknown small organisms growing in it, although it does not look peaceful and beautiful.

Accompanied by their progress, there is always the sound of "tick" and "tick" dripping.

After walking for a while, Xiao Lan saw the exit sign ahead.

The direction indicated by the sign is a long concrete staircase, which is as old as this platform, and the front is pitch black, making it impossible to see the end.

The escalators on both sides have long been out of service, and they are covered with rust in addition to dust, which makes people suspect that this thing will never work again.Even if it can still move, Xiao Lan doubts that something will happen to it halfway.

Therefore, if you want to get out of the station, you can only use walking.

Looking at the length, an ordinary person might not be able to finish the journey in 10 minutes. What kind of ghostly designed subway station is it?

Imagine if a social animal got off the subway on the verge of being late, but ended up facing this long and hopeless staircase, he would definitely send the designer a short composition with ten thousand characters in his heart.Then crying and racing against the clock to run forward quickly, what a miserable scene it should be.

But there was no other way to go here, so the two still stepped on the stairs.

The space where the stairs are located is not small, and every step can bring a little empty echo.

The repetitive activities of going up the stairs are quite monotonous, and the surroundings are surrounded by unchanging scenes, which makes people wonder whether they are standing still.

After walking for several minutes, the road ahead still seemed to have no end. Only the exit sign when they entered looked farther and farther away, indicating that they had already walked out for a long time.

Xiao Lan continued to walk forward in silence, when suddenly he heard a voice behind him.

"clatter--"

"clatter--"

The voice appeared imperceptibly behind Xiao Lan, cleverly overlapped with his footsteps, and kept pace with Xiao Lan.When he speeds up the pace, the footsteps will also speed up, and when he slows down, the sound will also slow down synchronously, and when he stops, the sound will stop again.

No more, no less, perfectly stepping on the rhythm of his steps.People can't hear it if they don't listen carefully, but they will feel that their footsteps are weird.

And when Xiao Lan looked back, there was still nothing on the stairs as usual.

Xiao Lan stepped forward again, and the voice from behind appeared again, as if something was sticking tightly behind him, but he couldn't find it at all.

At this time, the lights on the steps flickered a few times, and there was a hissing sound, which made the already dilapidated surroundings even more disturbing. It seemed that there were hidden spectators hiding in the darkness.

Like a triumphant demonstration from the shadows, waiting to see his panicked reaction.

Seeing Xiao Lan stop, Luo also stopped after him.

Xiao Lan raised his eyebrows lightly, and he turned his head to give Luo a look. Without words, Luo instantly understood what he meant.

In the next instant, the two began to gallop forward at an unscientific speed.

The two figures were like meteors that disappeared in a flash, and they had already rushed far away on the steps in an instant. Their figures left two afterimages in the air, which were so fast that the naked eye could not catch them.

Don't you like following people?Come on, follow if you can!

The figure has disappeared in place, only the sound of footsteps coming from a distance is echoing.When you hear the footsteps, it sounds like two crisp slaps are being slapped on the face.

The unknown ghost left in place: "..."

What the hell are these two people doing?Did you grow up drinking gasoline? You run so fast!

The point is that it really can't catch up, which is very annoying, oh, it's not an angry ghost.

Do you know that you are speeding! ! !

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Xiao Lan ran wildly for a while before stopping, and Luo beside her also stopped at the same time.The two men were neither blushing nor out of breath, as if they had just been walking.

Xiao Lan took two steps forward and listened carefully to the sound of her own footsteps, the sound of footsteps following behind her disappeared as expected.

He smiled back with satisfaction, you see how important exercise is.

At this time, the stairs reached the last step, and Xiao Lan finally understood why he couldn't see the end at all from the bottom, because the light above his head became weaker the further he went, and it was almost extinguished when he approached the top.

When looking up from the bottom, it is naturally a blackness that cannot be seen.

He took out the [nuclear flashlight], and with the help of the flashlight, he began to explore the place that seemed to be the station exit.

It's pitch black here, only some indicator lights are still on their posts, emitting red or green light.

This place is much more messy than the platform below. The flashlight can clearly see that there are many sundries on the ground, such as discarded mineral water bottles, shoes, clothes, and even unknown socks and wigs.

The chairs for passengers to rest fell to the ground, and even the vending machines were tilted to one side, as if they had experienced some big storm.

There was still a faint smell of burnt air in the air, as if something with plastic had been burned.

Xiao Lan walked towards the direction where the gate should be placed.

Suddenly, the light of the flashlight swept across a pale face.

There was a look of horror on that face, his eyes almost popped out of their sockets, and the strong light of the flashlight shone on his face, but it didn't make him look away because of the stimulation.But although his eyes were staring at Xiao Lan's direction, they were not in focus, and looked hollow and weird.

"Ho, ho—"

His mouth was open, and he gulped for air, breathing in a rapid rate, as if he was about to lose his breath.The gaping mouth made his cheeks sunken, his features distorted, and the muscles on his face tensed.

This respect made it difficult for Xiao Lan to distinguish whether it was a person or a ghost.

He took two steps forward and raised his hand towards Xiao Lan. He didn't know whether he was talking to Xiao Lan or talking to himself: "Ticket...Ticket...No ticket..."

Seeing that he most likely looks like a person, Xiao Lan tentatively asked: "How are you?"

But the person on the opposite side didn't respond, as if Xiao Lan was like air, still muttering in this weird state: "Hey...no ticket...no..."

The next moment, he suddenly disappeared from the range of the flashlight.

Then came the sudden sound of chaotic footsteps.

The voice was heading in one direction, Xiao Lan turned the angle of the flashlight and shone in the direction he was heading.I saw a figure rushing forward, the speed of that person was extremely fast, and even if he hit the overturned chair, he didn't have the slightest intention to stop, as if he didn't know the pain.

Xiao Lan and Luo hurriedly followed, following this strange man all the way forward.

Because the man was in a strange state, they didn't get too close, but kept a distance to observe what he was doing.

The man ran all the way to the gate.

Then he charged towards the gate like crazy, and didn't give up even if he was blocked. He slapped desperately, roaring meaninglessly, and soon, his hands were already stained with blood.

With his slapping, a red prohibition sign lit up at the bottom of the gate. The red light was extremely dazzling in the dark environment, flickering at a frequency like breathing, and it would also stand at the gate The reflection of the person is like a madman.

Feeling that the situation was not right, Xiao Lan hurriedly took a few steps back, away from the gate area that seemed to be getting more and more wrong.

At the same time, he yelled twice, trying to bring the man back to his senses.

But as the saying goes, you can't stop a person who wants to die.

This person still looked like nothing around him existed, and he didn't notice Xiao Lan's words.At this moment, all he had in mind was breaking through the gate.

Soon, he broke the barrier at the gate.

Then he raised his head, raised his bloodstained hands, and ran forward like a victorious marathon runner crossing the finish line.

"Hahaha! Out of the station! Out of the station!!!" Regardless of his injury, he shouted nervously.

The moment he stepped out completely, his body exploded like a balloon filled with water, and thick blood splashed everywhere, staining the entire gate area with blood red.

This is what happens when you leave the station without a ticket.

The strong smell of blood rushed towards his face accompanied by the wind from nowhere, and paired with the still unextinguished red light, Xiao Lan felt like he was in hell.

Fuck, isn’t the price of fare evasion a little higher?