I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games

After the darkness receded, Xiao Lan found himself sitting in a rickety van, which looked very worn. The glass of the window next to him was still stuck with adhesive tape, and it clanged as the body shook.

There was a scent of gasoline in the car mixed with the turbid smell from the car that was not cleaned all the year round, and it was smoked straight up.

In addition to the driver and Xiao Lan, four people were sitting in the car.

One of the well-dressed but plain-looking women was frowned at by the bad environment in the car. She complained: "What a broken game, tossing people up!"

Everyone's face is not very good, this environment is really uncomfortable, another woman already lying on the window next to the expression of wanting to vomit, it is estimated to be motion sickness.

The little man sitting next to Xiao Lan said to everyone: "It is better for us to introduce ourselves at this time, and it is convenient to cooperate later. I will come first. My name is Gu Shengan and I have experienced three games."

The freckled man went on: "My name is Zhao Fan, I only went through one."

The motion sickness woman turned her head and said weakly, "Tong Qing... two scenes."

Xiao Lan: "Xiao Lan, go through one."

The well-dressed woman glanced at everyone and was a little impatient: "Liu Yiyi, a dozen games. You said these are useless, I won't take you."

She is completely uninterested in these rookies with no more than three games. The death rate of newcomers in up to five games is as high as 70%. For old players, only those who have survived five games can be regarded as true junior players. She was naturally uninterested in dealing with a group of dead people.

The atmosphere in the car was a bit embarrassing, and several other players exchanged glances, and didn't speak again.

Although it sounds great in a dozen games, it’s a bit of a junior player after a dozen games...

While nobody noticed, Luo quietly appeared at Xiao Lan's hand and rubbed Xiao Lan's hand with his furry cheek. Xiao Lan reached out and touched it, the fur was moist and smooth, but not as warm as living creatures.

The tattered van was advancing on the rugged mountain road, the worse the road condition. The four people in the car were kept up and down, and occasionally hit their heads, and had to hold the seat firmly to fix their body.

Unlike them, Xiao Lan was sitting on the ground as steady as Mount Tai, but just stretched out his hand and gently grabbed the armrest, which seemed particularly relaxed. Because Luo jumped directly onto his leg, and formed a black hair ball, which fixed Xiao Lan's body firmly like a Dinghaishen needle.

Suddenly, the van ran over a pit, and the body of the car was shaken tremendously. The glass on a window fell like this. Gu Shengan, who was sitting next to him, was helpless and could only hold it by hand.

Gu Shengan worried: "Can this car reach its destination..."

Liu Yiyi touched her messed up hairstyle and said annoyingly: "How come to this broken place at random!!"

As for the other two, they were motion sick and speechless. At this moment they looked at Xiao Lan who calmed down the cat. Their eyes were full of envy. Cats have such a role. I don’t know which copy was produced. I also want to woo woo...

Of course they do not know that ordinary cats do not have this function.

Finally, at dusk, the van reached its destination.

Xiao Lan got out of the car holding Luo and looked up. This is a wooden three-storey hot spring hotel built in the mountains, which looks simple and elegant. The surrounding plants are lush, the air is particularly fresh, and away from the noise of the city, it is a good place for a vacation.

"Ding Dong--"

Then a woman sighed in the air: "Help me..."

As soon as this prompt came out, the player instantly felt that this was a copy of the game, and his mood was tense.

"A few are the guests who have made reservations before?" A tall, thin old man came out of the hotel. He rubbed his hands and smiled at several people. "I'm the owner of Liudao Hot Spring. Welcome everyone. It's just dinner time. Please come in."

A few people looked at each other, and they knew that this was the main venue of the game.

Under the guidance of the boss, the player came to the restaurant. At this time, a table was already seated in the restaurant. The player sat at the table next to them under the arrangement of the boss.

The table was four young people who looked like twenty-seven or eighty people, plus an old man in his 60s who had a high-profile look.

The number of people is exactly the same as the player.

One of the men with nice braids looks very cheerful. He took the initiative to talk to the players: "You also come here to travel?"

Xiao Lan replied: "Yeah, people who take advantage of the low season to travel, just happen to have fewer people to play comfortably, how about you?"

The braid shook his head: "We are a classmate's association. We have gathered together with our teacher after ten years of graduation."

He pointed his finger to the suit man on one side: "Well, this decent manager Cheng is the initiator of this party."

But the man frowned: "Fu Wenbo, don't talk nonsense, isn't it organized by Zhang Jie?"

Zhang Jie is a pretty woman with a hot chest full of silicone, with a net red face who can't tell who is who. She looked puzzled: "Me? Didn't Fu Wenbo send us a message to come to the party?"

These people looked at each other, everyone said that they received party news from others, but no one admitted that it was a party initiated by themselves.

The atmosphere was strange for a while.

It seems that this time the main line is related to these people. This game is not as clear as the previous supermarket. Probably this is the difference between the novice field and the junior field.

Xiao Lan noticed sharply that the short woman among the five had been looking at him with a terrified look. After Xiao Lan found her eyes dodged, she never dared to face him again. .

Xiao Lan feels very strange. He has never been in this game. How can there be a pair of npc who not only knows him but also gets a psychological shadow? He was also very sure that the woman's eyes did indeed fall on him, not around or behind.

Did she see my poor temperament and worried about being infected? Xiao Lan thought.

At this time, the waiter just started serving, breaking the frozen atmosphere.

The dishes of the hot spring hotel are very good. The local mountain treasures are used, with fresh meat and vegetables, and the chef’s extraordinary craftsmanship. It tastes delicious.

With the help of gourmet food, the atmosphere of the people slowly soothed.

Only Liu Yiyi was disgusted with the inferior quality of the tea prepared by her boss. Seeing that no one had taken care of her, she was angry with herself.

Fu Wenbo, a little braid, couldn't help himself. He chatted with Xiao Lan again.

In the chat, Xiao Lan learned that he was a photographer, Cheng Lang in a suit was a manager, net red face Zhang Jie was a background 18-line star, and the old man named Yang Degao was their teaching director. The short woman who caught Xiao Lan's attention was Du Yuhui, a housewife.

They are revisiting this time this time. They were also in this hotel on their graduation trip ten years ago.

Xiao Lan couldn't think of any connection between herself and the housewife. What was she terrified of? Or, what does she know? Xiao Lan thought it might be time to have a friendly exchange with her. If she refused, she would force a friendly exchange.

Player side.

Tong Qing was so sick because of severe motion sickness that he couldn't eat anything at all. She stood up, ready to go out to breathe.

She didn't want to move the stool too quickly, and she quickly reached out to lift it. When she got up, she grabbed a mobile phone and asked other players: "Which of your mobile phones fell to the ground?"

Players touched their pockets and shook their heads.

She turned the phone to the next table and shook her head over there.

In this way, everyone couldn't help but focus on the phone. This is a very old style mobile phone, not even a smart phone. It has a lot of wear and some paint, and an outdated cartoon doll is hanging.

Gu Shengan: "No one is using this style now?"

Zhao Fan also said: "I'm afraid the production will be stopped long ago."

The players communicated silently, and they all realized that this might be the key prop for the game to start.

Suddenly, the phone, which seemed almost impossible to turn on, turned on automatically, so that Tong Qing shook his hands and dropped it on the table. After a slow and stuttering boot animation, a photo of a girl appears on the screensaver.

The girl was dressed like a school uniform, with long black hair, and had a beautiful appearance. She was smiling shyly, and she looked like an introvert.

Fu Wenbo has been paying attention to the movement of the player's table, and also looked at the screen of the mobile phone. But his face changed greatly when he saw clearly, he pointed at the phone and said to several others: "Yes... it's her..."

Several other people looked weird when they saw it. They stared at their phones as if they were looking at a flood of beasts.

"she is not……"

"How would it appear here?"

"It has nothing to do with me."

"Impossible, who of you did..."

Even the old teaching director Yang Degao shook his hands and dropped the chopsticks on the ground.