I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games

After Luo resolved the unexpected harassment, Xiao Lan withdrew his attention and reached out the door of the control room in front of him.

When the flashlight entered the room, Xiao Lan almost thought he was facing nothingness.

The entire control room was dark from the ceiling to the wall, and there was hardly anything to reflect. He reached out and touched the wall next to the door, and touched the black and gray in one hand.

"This black ash is..." Xiao Lan twisted her fingertips. This familiar touch is the kind of black ash that was previously found on the train schedule with the bulletin board behind the poster.

"I have seen it before, not only the posters and timetables, but also the same black and gray on the cleaning clothes." Luo confirmed his guess.

Xiao Lan scanned the surroundings with a flashlight, and the entire control room was covered with such black dust.

It's just like-burnt by fire.

At this time, Xiao Lan remembered the newspaper clippings he had seen on the train before: "There was an explosion on a subway platform in this city. Three explosions occurred within 15 minutes, and the accident caused a fire."

Is this probably the case after the fire caused by the accident?

He still wondered if the news on both the platform and the train was false. In fact, there were no accidents at all, but they were just wondering. As a result, we now see this control room that is hidden and full of burning traces.

Does this mean that the newspaper clipping on the subway is true?

Xiao Lan walked toward the room. The floor of the control room was also covered with a thick layer of ash, which was also mixed with a lot of residues that had been carbonized or melted. The indoor air that had been closed for too long was very dirty, with a little Burnt smell that does not disperse throughout the year.

Luo fixed the gate at the back, on the one hand, in order to let the air circulate, to avoid the injury of the human master who is still very fragile despite his strength, on the one hand, to prevent the crisis of closing the door suddenly.

Not far away, Xiao Lan found a row of computer-like wreckage. Although it had been smoked to dark, it was not burned too cleanly, and it still retained a little of its original appearance.

Under the reflection of the flashlight, he found that the monitors of these computers were very thin, at least LCD, and the computers in the 1990s were the same thick and bulky crt monitors as before.

Xiao Lan looked at the monitors: "These are obviously not things from the nineties."

There are even some burnt black squares on the ground, suspected to be smartphones.

"Sir, there is something here." On the other side, the debris in the corner also found a black and gray thing.

After wiping a little, Luo handed that thing to Xiao Lan.

They found that it was a souvenir of a station opening ceremony. Although it was burnt and melted away, the handwriting above is still there. The date shows that the station was opened in the 1990s, but this souvenir was also recently made.

Xiao Lan frowned: "The previous clues clearly showed that the train accident was in the 1990s, but we found a very recent magazine on the train, and this old-looking station also hides what is now. ."

Luo: "Perhaps, this station just looks old, it is not actually in the nineties, but at the time of the explosion."

So they can see the automatic swipe gate, because it is a station now!

Why has this station been disguised as it was in the 1990s? Also have to reveal various clues to confuse players.

Reminiscent of the newspaper about the train accident, the station's radio telling them not to get on the train, and the ghosts appearing to remind them that the train is dangerous and can't go.

Could it be said... The ghosts on the station have maintained their appearance in the 1990s, in order to make the newspaper of the train accident more credible, so that players believe that the train is the more dangerous party.

The train had happened before, but it wasn’t the time they were in. The ghosts are actually killed by the station explosion. The ghosts on the platform have been trying to keep the players at the station for some reason.

In fact, the train accident has been a long time ago, and the platform explosion is the real background of this game.

The platform where the explosion occurred was the real danger!

The black and gray that they always see in the details before is actually a reminder of this.

The two looked at each other and figured it out at the same time.

Xiao Lan said softly: "The real way to clear customs is to choose the side of the train."

Perhaps the truth is that after the explosion, some of the ghosts wanted to leave the station, but some could not leave, even hindering the train and the space, so that they could not leave this space. At the same time, the ghosts of the station also created the illusion of the 1990s to mislead the players, so that players should not choose the train side.

"But it's not right...We were on the train at the beginning, but we couldn't leave the cycle." Xiao Lan fell into thought. "Later we got the ticket, and we still can't leave. There must be something missing."

Xiao Lan took the black and white ticket passed by Luo and weighed it in his hand.

The white tickets were found on the platform, and the npc they saw on the platform also held this, but there is no guarantee that they are all white tickets.

The white ticket is also exactly the same color as the exit gate of the platform and should correspond to the exit.

The black ticket was found on the train. Black reminds Xiao Lan of the man in black who has only one side of the relationship. The clothes he wears look like a uniform and the strength that makes him feel dangerous. The man on the train must be a man Quite an important position.

The black ticket is also consistent with his color, corresponding to getting on the bus.

Xiao Lan thought of the task he had received—[Lost Thoughts]. Since it was a critical task, perhaps the last doubt could only be answered by it.

Now their goal is to find the brooch mentioned in the mission and find another black ticket.

Xiao Lan raised his head from his thoughts and just met Luo's eyes.

When he was thinking before, Luo kept quiet and looked around, without interrupting his thinking. Seeing Xiao Lan recovering, Luo Cai reached out and pointed to another corner of the room: "There are many corpses piled up there, among them our acquaintances."

acquaintance? Xiao Lan stepped forward with some doubt.

As he approached him, he discovered that there were many corpses piled here.

Some have been burnt black, some seem to have been choked to death by smoke, and the bodies are still intact. They should not have died in the same place, but they were moved here after death. These corpses are stacked one on top of the other, which makes the scalp tingling.

Looking down Luo's fingertips, he saw a corpse.

It was indeed an acquaintance, wearing a cleaning uniform, and the body was still intact, but **** were missing. Except for the cleaning uniform, which is the current style, it was exactly the same as the one that they had seen in front of the toilet door.

Seeing the corpse, Xiao Lan was more certain that these people died in the explosion of the platform. Their clothes are all in the current style. The style of the 1990s is nothing but disguise.

Oh, a group of movie emperors.

Behind the corpses there is a small closed door. This group of guys like to hide the key clues in urine. Xiao Lan always feels that there must be something hidden behind that door.

However, it is disgusting to pass through the crevices of this body.

The two of them struggled to find a place to stay, and finally reached the front of the closed door. The door lock was tightly blocked by something unknown and could not even reach the wire.

Xiao Lan put away the wire: "It seems there is no way to pick the lock."

Luo Zheng was going to ask him if he needed help, and he saw Xiao Lan reached out and grabbed the doorknob.

Then he directly and neatly removed the entire door lock. After the crisp sound, the hard handle was picked up by one hand like a poor little chicken at the moment, and was thrown to the side.

Luo: "..."

Okay, sometimes Mr. really makes him feel that he exists a lot, it seems that his biggest function is only chatting?

Luo suddenly felt himself in a crisis of imminent unemployment.

Behind the door is a small office, which is still darkened by smoke, and can not see what it was originally used for.

There was only one corpse in the whole office, lying on the floor with his back to the door. The clothes she wears are familiar, the woman in the picture in the wallet.

Xiao Lan walked to her front and found that it was a beautiful woman with delicate facial features and supple hair. Her death was not tragic, but she looked very serene. She seemed to be asleep. This burnt black room is out of place.

The brooch I saw in the photo was lying quietly on her chest.

Xiao Lan squatted cautiously, trying to reach out to her chest, while also carefully guarding against possible changes in the corpse. After all, it is not only dead corpses that are dangerous in the world.

Unexpectedly, the process of removing the brooch unexpectedly went smoothly.

When Xiao Lan completely removed the brooch, a new system prompt appeared:

[Has obtained a brooch (11)]

[Return to brooch after obtaining brooch (unfinished)]

"Cops? Could it be the man in black?" Xiao Lan thought of him first, "He and this woman should be lovers, and then died together in a platform explosion accident, but I don't know why they would One is in the car and the other is hidden in the control room of the platform."

At the same time, Xiao Lan also had some doubts: "Looking at the texture of the wallet and the appearance of the brooch, this black man has a rich family and the original occupation should not be a policeman."

Luo: "The advent of the world may give him a new identity, the identity of the ghosts in the game is not static."

The powerful police officer has to issue a mission to let the player find the lover's brooch, which shows the fact that he can't leave the train at all. The ghosts on the platform hid the body of his lover, and he could not help the train to leave the station if he could not meet his lover.

Xiao Lan thought, perhaps this is why the train could not leave.

At this time, the woman's body dissipated, just like the beauty when she died, and the picture when it disappeared is still very beautiful, like a firefly at night.

Fluorescence floated in the air, and finally merged into the brooch in Xiao Lan's hand.

When she completely disappeared, a black ticket appeared in the place where the body was originally.

Luo stepped forward and picked up the ticket on the ground, exactly the same as they had found in the train before. He smiled at Xiao Lan: "Our tickets are all there, sir."

"Let's go, now our goal is to return to the train and hand in the task." Xiao Lan said.

The two stepped out of the control room.

At the same time, they felt something wrong around them. It seemed that the disguise was peeled off. The old but intact pillars began to collapse. The ceiling began to fall overwhelmingly, and even cracks appeared on the ground.

Pieces of black spots began to appear on the neat walls, and the black spots were all burning marks, even with a spark.

Because of the relationship of these Mars, some light appeared on the originally dark platform. Although it is still not bright, it is much better than the range where the flashlight can only be seen.

Through these lights, Xiao Lan found that the entire line of sight was undergoing such changes.

At the same time, there was a scorched breath in the air, which smelled a bit pungent, and there was a trend of becoming more and more intense.

"Cough... this may be what the station really looks like." Xiao Lan coughed dryly, feeling a little uncomfortable in her throat, a little uncomfortable breathing, and the oxygen in the air seemed to be decreasing.

It seems that we must speed up and leave here.

"Mummummum--"

At this moment, there was a sudden footstep in front of him.

Xiao Lan looked up and saw a twisted figure flying towards them. The man's limbs showed an unnatural posture, but the speed of running was surprisingly fast.

He stepped on the fire and burst out of the darkness, looking like a demon.

Xiao Lan raised his hand and took out [this is a poisoned dagger] from the storage space. He adjusted his standing posture and leaned slightly, setting the best posture to attack at any time.

At the same time, I have also prepared [Introduction to the Basic Principles of Marxist Philosophy], so that regardless of whether this guy is an entity or a soul, he can fight with the other party.

When the other party ran close, Xiao Lan clearly saw that his face had rotted away, and a large piece of skin had been peeled off, exposing the underlying muscles and teeth, and looked very cruel.

His muddy eyes circulated around the two of them, and then it seemed that Xiao Lan tasted better, so he showed a bad smile to Xiao Lan, and then opened his mouth to an incredible angle. All are staggered fangs.

He suddenly rushed towards Xiao Lan and rushed towards him, his feet stepped on the ground and stepped on a deep crack.

Xiao Lan predicted the location of his attack and took a slip towards the side. The dagger in his hand was ready to fight back.

The next moment--

"Wow--"

The floor that was originally full of cracks under the other party's vigorous stepping on... collapsed.

In Xiao Lan's brutal eyes, the guy with open teeth and dancing claws struggled in midair, and his twisted hands and feet drew an irregular arc in the air, like a king who was picked up.

Then he fell helplessly, and he smashed it to the floor of the next floor.

Xiao Lan's heart had just become sympathetic, and he saw Luo next to him directly lift a broken column and threw it down, hitting the other party with a huge roar.

Seeing no sound from below, Luo showed a satisfied smile and gently patted the dust on his hand with an elegant gesture.

Xiao Lan couldn't bear to look away directly.

It’s miserable...