I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games

Xiao Lan glanced at the time, and it was 2:44.

His guess that every hour changes will be verified.

When they went upstairs for a meeting, they clearly saw that there was only one conference room. What the **** is this conference room 2? A non-existent meeting room, a never-faced boss, initiated a dangerous interview with him.

It is obvious that the comer is not good.

The sudden selection by the boss interrupted their original search process and forced Xiao Lan to leave temporarily.

Xiao Lan handed Luo the notebook in his hand: "I'll go over and look first."

Luo took the notebook and knew the danger.

But he did not choose to retain or say what I am to protect you and the like. On the one hand, since the game only named Xiao Lan, he insisted on keeping up with it may not be helpful or may increase the risk. On the other hand, he understood that Xiao Lan wanted to experience and strengthen, rather than being held in the palm of his hand. Care.

Luo only nodded slightly: "Please be careful, I am waiting for you here."

"I will." Xiao Lan waved at Luo.

After he finished speaking, he walked out of the planned office, leaving only a neat back.

After witnessing the whole process, Huabei felt that although the two did not say anything special, he just felt that his existence seemed to be many.

It's like the kind of thing that will become bright after power on.

In the hallway, Xiao Lan saw another person coming out of the office. The man's eyebrows were tangled together, his expression dignified, and he clutched his phone tightly, which seemed very depressing.

He remembered that this player seemed to be called Zheng Zhi, and was one of the people who became the program.

Seeing that Xiao Lan also came out of the office, Zheng Zhi asked: "Are you also named to the office?"

Xiao Lan nodded: "Well."

Zheng Zhi obviously looks anxious: "Damn... I don't know how the danger came, how to deal with it."

Xiao Lan didn't answer, because he didn't know what to do when the sudden existence was wiped out. After all, he hadn't experienced it, and at the same time, the boss had no idea what the relationship between the boss and Yin was.

Going this time was almost foggy.

Without saying much, the two walked together towards the stairs leading to the meeting room.

When he reached the stairs, Zheng Zhi stared at the stairs, his palms constantly rubbing on his trouser legs, and he seemed hesitant.

Upon seeing this, Xiao Lan took the lead.

The moment I stepped on the stairs, it was like entering a different space.

Zheng Zhi behind him disappeared, the office lights not far away were still there, but the office that had been heard from time to time before was quiet now, and the players were gone.

At the moment, the entire studio is like the false surroundings outside the window.

Xiao Lan raised all the vigilance, and each step fell carefully. His footsteps echoed in the quiet space, because it was so quiet that he could even hear his breath clearly.

After walking for a while, Xiao Lan discovered that something was wrong. Before the players had a meeting together, he also walked through this staircase. The whole staircase was only a dozen steps, and it took less than half a minute to walk slowly.

But he remembered that he had taken seven steps, but the end of the stairs was still where he was, not at all.

Looking back, he still stood on the first step.

Xiao Lan was vigilant in his heart, what is the situation?

Was there a problem with the space that put him in the wall?

still is……

He thought of the hidden ability, maybe there was a problem with his memory. What actually happened before, would he be brought back here?

He looked at the surrounding scene and everything was as usual.

Then he began to examine himself, and then accidentally touched a thin layer of sweat on his back neck.

Xiao Lan's physical strength is very good. After entering this game, he has not had any vigorous exercise, and short-term fighting will not make him sweat.

Apart from this thin sweat, there were no missing parts or scars on his body.

So, how did the sweat on his neck come from?

It must have been something that made him feel nervous.

In other words, it was his memory that was the problem.

Xiao Lan looked forward. His memory appeared blank when he first reached the seventh step. He skipped the things after the seventh step. What directly connected him was when he returned to his current position.

Ahead, there must be some danger.

If he didn't notice his own changes and thought it was just a ghost hitting the wall, the vigilance he kept before would definitely decrease in an instant. Then, in a state of low vigilance, I hurried forward, and the consequences were self-evident.

He tried to retreat, and then unexpectedly found that behind him was like a wall of air, preventing him from leaving the ladder.

Xiao Lan is now in a situation of advancing and retreating, there is no retreat behind, and there is an unknown danger ahead.

Since you can't retreat, go ahead.

Xiao Lan took out [Dalit’s Bone] and held it tightly in his palm. After a month of fighting, his agreement with this new weapon was already very high.

With a light breath, he took a step forward again.

step.

Two steps.

Three steps.

...

Nothing happened until the sixth step. The ladder in front looked quiet, and the danger contained therein could not be imagined.

The seventh step.

When I first stepped on the stairs, everything was normal.

But in the next moment, Xiao Lan felt a sense of danger that made him creepy.

Xiao Lan looked around, and there was clearly nothing, no sound appeared, and even looked as calm as before, as if all this was his illusion.

But his fighting instincts told him that it was dangerous! All around him was covered with a fatal danger. Once caught, it was a danger that it was difficult to get out. It is best to leave this area immediately.

Is...Is it hidden?

Xiao Lan swept his back with a stick.

However, [Dalit's Bone], which can attack ghosts, does not feel like hitting anything.

Seeing that the attack did not work, Xiao Lan took the opportunity to run straight forward and tried to get rid of the danger.

But no matter how he progressed, that dangerous feeling did not subside.

Even stronger, making his skin feel a faint tingling sensation, as if something was approaching him maliciously.

When there was one step away from the top of the ladder, the dangerous feeling had reached the top, and the overwhelming murderous intention made Xiao Lan feel like he had fallen into the depths of the ice sea.

It seems that he will disappear from this world in the next second, and no one will ever remember.

On the occasion of a desperate attack, Xiao Lan pulled out decisively from the storage space [you are so poor that I laugh].

This is obtained after the customs clearance of Mrs. Bella’s manor, which can allow the boss to let him pass his life-saving props once, and only have one chance to use it. Xiao Lan did not choose to use it no matter what threats he encountered before, but this time it seems It's not working anymore.

"Ah……"

There was an ethereal laughter in the air.

Then, the chilling killing intention of the surrounding Sen Han slowly faded, the voices of the players under the stairs also passed, and the air seemed to start flowing again, even the lights looked a bit vivid.

"Huh..." Xiao Lan stepped out of the stairs one step and couldn't help but gasp.

He reached out and wiped a cold sweat on his forehead. This invisible danger was too cheating. His own ability was to fight frontally, and he was not good at escaping and surviving. If he had no props, he might really be cold this time.

It is a pity that poverty is like Xiao Lan, and there are really not many props.

After taking a short break, Xiao Lan's eyes turned to the direction of the boss's office, where the door was still closed, and it looked no different from the last time he saw it.

"Tapping, tapping—"

Xiao Lan knocked on the door of the boss's office.

There was no response for a while, as if I didn't expect someone to come up.

Xiao Lan knocked on the door again: "Boss?"

This time there was finally a response. A piece of paper was handed out from the gap under the door. The paper looked tattered and yellowed seriously.

There are some patterns and lines drawn with weird fonts on it, and it looks kind of ominous.

The boss's eerie voice came from behind the door: "Xiao Lan... The new employee level needs to fill in a form, you should fill it out now, and finally remember to cover a fingerprint with your own blood."

Xiao Lan: "..."

Are you a fool?

This kind of thing is very weird. Whoever has a normal brain will write up his message, not to mention a handprint with blood, what's wrong with eating too much, so I can't think of it.

Seeing Xiao Lan didn't respond, the boss's voice continued to ring: "This is related to your welfare, please fill it in."

This reason is simply perfunctory.

Xiao Lan squeezed his fist and wanted to beat someone.

At this time, he suddenly remembered that he seemed to have an intelligence reduction buff, which would reduce the boss's evaluation of his intelligence by 20%.

But is this just 20%? Has it fallen below the normal human intelligence range?

Was it originally in the eyes of the ghosts of this game that Xiao Lan looked like the kind of developed limbs with simple minds, similar to the type of apes? The melee who seems to understand a certain truth feels discriminated against.

What can I do? If you can play, you can't take the smart line!

When Xiao Lan still didn't move, the boss's voice was cold again: "You... what kind of work attitude is this..."

Xiao Lan threw the piece of torn paper on the ground, tapping the palm of [Dalit's bone] on the other side gently: "Boss, I want to talk to you in person."

The boss seems to think that the situation is a bit wrong: "No, just talk..."

Xiao Lan raised his hand and waved a stick on the flower pot at the door, directly smashing the flower pot with the shelf below, and then a deep purple flame rose, and the fire spread very quickly, almost Cover the entire flower pot directly in the blink of an eye.

After a while, only a pile of black ashes remained in the flower pot.

One can imagine the power of this flame.

Xiao Lan smiled: "How can this reflect my sincerity? After all, I am a new employee and I must be humble and courteous in front of my boss."

boss:"……"

You **** call it humble and polite? ! ! !

Let you come in. Will my will take effect immediately! !

The boss's voice reappeared, and Sen Leng felt a little kindness in his efforts: "Actually...I came to you just to tell you well, I want to...give you a bonus..."

"No, I always love work without asking for rewards." Xiao Lan smiled softly. "Is there anything else with the boss? If not, I will leave."

boss:"……"

move! Don't come back when you leave! !