I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games

After contacting Luo and confirming that each other was safe, Xiao Lan continued to advance in the Mingyue Hall.

Now he doesn't know whether he wants to see a different room or not.

Although it is almost true, he still doesn't want to admit that he is a non-chief...

To be a man, you always have a little dream.

However, now he no longer has to struggle with this issue.

Because not far away in front, a black gate was standing there quietly, with the familiar pattern on it.

The dark color is silently telling the attraction between it and Xiao Lan.

As the saying goes, a thousand miles of non-emirates lead.

The fate is wonderful.

Xiao Lan walked past the door without stopping, and did not look back. He suddenly wanted to see what would happen if he saw this room but didn't enter.

After going out for a while, nothing strange happened.

Do these gates take the route of the wisher?

So Buddhist?

But soon, reality coldly slapped on Xiao Lan's face.

Not far in front of him, a familiar black door didn't know when it appeared there.

It is very conspicuous in a pile of identical doors.

It's like saying-don't come unharmed brother.

Xiao Lan: "..."

Is this really keeping up with him?

Unbelievable, he immediately ran up and ran, and the figure drew an invisible shadow in the corridor and disappeared instantly.

After running for a while, Xiao Lan stopped.

He looked around.

Very good, the surrounding doors are the same style of Mingyue Hall, which looks very regular.

Just when his eyes were about to be taken back.

Suddenly, the door next to him changed, the color gradually became darker, and the pattern on the originally empty door slowly emerged.

Not long afterwards, a dark room with the same pattern as the cover appeared again.

The vivid image demonstrates what it means to be inseparable.

Xiao Lan had a complicated look: "How can this net catch a sheep's wool..."

What happened to the non-chief?

Are non-chiefs worthy of a relaxed and happy life? !

Okay, when will the life of the non-chief be easy...

Happiness belongs to the Emperor, and the non-chief has nothing.

It seems that Xiao Lan’s lucky value may be the lowest in the audience, and these rooms are all as if they were specially tailored for him.

Forget it, anyway, he just wanted to test what would happen if he didn't enter the room, and now he has reached a conclusion.

Although... it also indirectly proves the fact that he is a bad luck.

Xiao Lan exhaled and reached out the door.

It was dark behind the door.

As if all the light was cut off, there was nothing but black in the field of vision.

There is no sound.

Xiao Lan reached out and touched all around.

Still nothing touched, the room seemed to be empty.

Except the ground underfoot.

The ground is solid, but it feels strange to the touch. It is more delicate than the average ground, and it is not so cold.

Compared to the ground, this feels more like-hard paper.

How could anyone use paper to make the ground?

Xiao Lan was wondering, but suddenly a dazzling light appeared above his head.

Already accustomed to dark eyes stabbed by the light, suddenly painful.

Xiao Lan couldn't help but stretch his hand to cover his eyes.

This beam of light is like pressing the start button.

Everything around him started to come alive, and a rustling voice appeared.

Xiao Lan looked around with the discomfort of his eyes.

He found himself on a stage at the moment.

The colors of the stage are gorgeous, looking gorgeous and grandiose, like the style of a circus.

But everything is made of paper. The gorgeous curtain behind is made of paper. The stage underneath is also made of paper. There are some decorations around the stage, and all of them are made of paper.

No wonder he can't touch anything around, because his surroundings are indeed empty.

There are many other stages not far away, and the scenes above look different, but the one that lights up at the moment is only the stage where Xiao Lan is.

Above each stage is a semi-circular glass cover that buckles the entire stage inside.

Xiao Lan is no exception.

He tried to leave the stage for a while, but found that he could not do it at all.

It was like some kind of force was preventing him from leaving.

At this time, light and pleasant music came from the air, which sounded similar to the music box.

Along with the music, a horse made of a row of papers rose in front of the curtain behind Xiao Lan. Their shapes were gorgeous and colorful in line with the background. They were up and down rhythmically with the music, just like walking.

"The tea party has finally begun." A crisp female voice sounded.

As the sound appeared, another light hit.

A circular gap appeared in the open space in front of Xiao Lan, and a smaller platform slowly rose from the inside.

On the table were two thin paper men.

Although it is a piece of paper, it is very delicately made, and the joints on the body can be moved.

The expression on the face is also delicately drawn.

These are two female paper men. They are all dressed in gorgeous rococo dresses, with complicated high buns on their heads.

Among them, the paper head of the pink dress is decorated with exaggerated feathers.

On the paper head of the light blue dress is a gorgeous flower composed of lace.

At the moment, the two paper men are sitting opposite each other at the table.

Although the table is also made of paper, it is decorated with many flowers, and teacups and snack papers are also placed on the table, which looks very delicate.

The paper man in pink clothes opened and closed his mouth and made a sound: "Miss b, since I got married, our sister hasn't been in a party for a long time."

The paper man in blue said, "Yeah, I miss you too, Mrs. A."

The two paper men chatted with each other.

Xiao Lan did not speak, and watched what they wanted to do.

Mrs. A in pink said: "I have been thinking recently, women, they should get married earlier. Otherwise, when they are older, good men will be picked up and they will only be able to pick up some remaining defective products. As a girlfriend, my sister is a little worried about you."

Miss B in the blue dress smiled: "Although this is true. But ah, I always think it's better to get married clearly. In case I'm too anxious, I just pick up the junk as a baby and go home. I know what to do? As a girlfriend, my sister is also a little worried about your sister."

Mrs. a picked up the teacup: "Oh, sister, you are right. Recently, sister, I have a little trouble with one thing. I would like to ask you to help me."

Miss b: "Oh, what's the matter, although I say it, my sister will definitely help you."

Mrs. a said: "This is the case, some time ago my husband set up a rose garden for me. But my sister knows, I prefer tulips, what can I do, I'm really troubled."

Although talking about troubles, her tone was full of showing off, obviously not really troubled.

Miss b didn't let it down, the paper face still smiled and said: "Yeah, men are sometimes stupid. One of my suitors gave me a polo field, but my sister also knows that, I obviously like golf. This is a common occurrence. I don’t think you need to worry too much."

Mrs. a put down the teacup and picked up the snack: "Hehe, sister, you know me."

Miss b also picked up the snack: "Oh, who makes us good girlfriends."

After the verbal confrontation, the two had a refreshing snack.

Xiao Lan, who watched the whole journey: "..."

What kind of plastic girlfriends' love is full of fire and medicine...

Every "haha" seems to contain a thousand words.

When the two paper men put down the paper snacks.

Mrs. A wiped her mouth and finally entered the theme: "I almost forgot the theme of our tea party this time."

Her paper body turned to Xiao Lan and covered her lips with a chuckle: "Which one of us is more effective? Is my sister's bet ready?"

Xiao Lan's expression is sullen, is it time to start?

Miss b said: "I brought an interesting thing to my sister."

As her words fell, a small table rose again next to her, and a beam of light hit her.

On the table is a black box with a metal texture. The workmanship is meticulous and the pattern is unusually mysterious. Just looking at it has a cold ominous meaning.

This is a prop, but a little weird:

[Name: Pandora's Box (Unknown)]

[Ability: Unknown]

[Description: Unknown]

Mrs. a is puzzled: "This is?"

Miss B explained: "Well, I got it from a guy who was hard to get around. As for what it is... Only when it is opened will I know, maybe it will be a disaster~ I don’t know if my sister would like it or not. Gamble on your luck."

Mrs. a smiled: "Hehe, my sister thinks that I will definitely win. Oops, my sister is really happy. Thank you for your blessings first."

Miss b also laughed: "Oh, I also hope that my sister will be happy longer."

The verbal confrontation between the two paper men continues.

Xiao Lan on the side could not conceal his shock.

He has seen this thing!

Not in the game, or in any legend, but in--

Xiao Chengyan there.

That was when Xiao Chengyan had not disappeared. On his birthday, Xiao Lan once gave his father a metal bookmark.

At that time, Xiao Chengyan put the bookmark in this box.

Because the box is very delicate, Xiao Lan sneaked it in curiosity. When trying to open it, Xiao Chengyan stopped it.

But he still remembers the strange and cold touch.

What did Xiao Chengyan say at the time?

——"This is not something you can open, you better expect yourself never to have the opportunity to open this thing."

At that time, Xiao Lan, a teenager, was still a little puzzled, why his father could drive, but he couldn't.

Now think about it, this thing is a prop. Although Xiao Chengyan doesn't know what method was used to bring it to the real world, only the player can open it.

The meaning of Xiao Chengyan's words at the time should be, I hope my child will never become a player.

Unfortunately, after that, Xiao Lan still entered the game, and Xiao Chengyan also squeezed him a large amount of debt through Cheng Wenyi.

How did Xiao Chengyan know that Xiao Lan had entered the world?

And also made preparations for Xiao Lan's second entry.

Everything related to Xiao Chengyan is still foggy.

Xiao Lan looked at the box that Miss B took out. She said it was obtained from a tough guy.

Is "Tough Guy" Xiao Chengyan? Will this be the box of the year?

Will there be any clues related to Xiao Chengyan?

Maybe you have to find a way to get it.

Xiao Lan looked at the stage underneath and the glass cover covering him. What should I do?

On the other side, the dialogue between the two paper people continues.

Miss b said: "I don't know what good stuff you brought with me as a bet? We are good sisters, but can't just mess with me with a little mess."

Mrs. a smiled: "How come, I treat sisters with the utmost care, you see--"

Her words fell, and another stage rose next to the previous one, and the same light hit it.

Xiao Lan looked at it in the past. It was a gorgeous pearl necklace with a total of three layers. At the center was a colorful shell-shaped diamond, which was extremely dazzling under the light beam.

More specifically, this thing is still a prop:

[Name: Blessing of Aphrodite (rare item)]

[Ability: When used, increase your charm by 100% and form a shield around your body to resist three lethal attacks]

[Description: After wearing, the probability of derailment increases by 99.99%, and it is green and cherish]

This defense effect is really good.

But what about that green and cherished statement?

Is the effect of resisting three lethal attacks to prevent the other half from being killed after being derailed?

Xiao Lan couldn't help thinking of Luo.

Three times...I'm afraid not enough...

Nonsence! What does he think of this?

Not to mention that the two are not together at all.

It’s just a question of how he left the stage and took it. Looking at the gorgeous shape of this necklace, it is obvious that if Xiao Lan dares to wear it, his skills dare to deduct his poverty value from death, let alone this weird prop explained.

He was unimpressed, not at all.

But Miss b is heart-wrenching.

She sat upright and looked at the necklace carefully.

Anyway, how can there be unscrupulous couples in their noble circles? Don’t you all play your own?

Miss b smiled and said, "Sister is really generous~"

Mrs. a smiled: "We are good girlfriends~"

The fragrance of plastic sister flowers filled the air.