I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games

After the dance, the two returned to Luo's room.

As previously planned, Luo proposed to the exclusive butler in the room that he wanted to find something special.

The butler took out another hardcover activity book very skillfully and professionally.

It contains all the content of the activities that did not appear in the external brochure before, and many of them do not look so ordinary.

The steward said with a smile: "On the high seas, there are naturally more free activities, and these activities are only open to the most distinguished guests of the Endimion."

"Please don't worry, the country of registration of the Endimion is very trustworthy, and we will do our best to protect your ** and interests."

Luo Dan took the activity book calmly and flipped it through.

Xiao Lan also walked over to watch with him, and several of the projects were very shabby just by looking at the description.

Moreover, judging from what the housekeeper just said, it seems that their behind-the-scenes forces have a certain amount of control over the country that registers the cruise ship, so they are so unscrupulous.

The Endymion did not know what the background was.

After skipping a few items that would obviously go to jail, Luo's fingertips stayed on a page belonging to an auction.

This page is very simple. It only reads "Mr. Smith's Auction." There is no written introduction or pictures.

This is also the most special item in the booklet.

Luo lightly tapped the page: "This auction seems very interesting, why is it so mysterious?"

The steward explained: "This is Mr. Smith's private auction, and the guests involved are all invited by him in private. If you need to join temporarily, we can help you introduce Mr. Smith, but whether to issue you an invitation letter is completely It is up to Mr. Smith."

Luo smiled and nodded at the butler: "Then trouble you."

Soon, under the arrangement of the housekeeper, they contacted Mr. Smith who held the auction.

Perhaps because of Luo's newly-income and wealthy status, the other party showed great enthusiasm.

Not only did he directly agree to join him, but even Mr. Smith also directly gave Luo's junior VIP 50 million credit.

It should be known that the average ordinary member in his auction only has a limit of 20 million. The amount directly given to Luo exceeds the quota of ordinary members, indicating that the other party is optimistic about Luo's status.

Of course, if Luo wants a higher consumption quota, it will require long-term participation and accumulate more consumption to upgrade.

Krypton gold can be upgraded, which is the unchanging truth in the world.

After a brief conversation between the two parties, Mr. Smith sent the invitation letter of the auction through the butler.

The whole process seemed relaxed, pleasant and harmonious, and it was not subject to any difficulties or tests at all.

Sure enough, nothing is difficult in the world, as long as they are willing to spend money.

Problems that can be solved with money are not problems at all, except that most of the world is stuck on the awkward step of "having money".

After the housekeeper left, Xiao Lan played with the delicate invitation.

Luo came over and sat beside him: "Sir, we can take a look at that time to see if there are suitable auction items that can be used to increase poverty."

Xiao Lan turned her head and asked Luo: "Will your organization reimburse you for your consumption at the auction?"

This is a game field. Luo's wealth in the real world can't be brought in, and he is not the rich man himself, and he shouldn't be able to use the wealth in this name.

Luo Zhi thought for a while with his jaw: "They probably want to reimburse me first."

After all, 50 million, even if it is a large and powerful organization, the money is not the wind.

"But don't worry." Luo raised his mouth. "I can write a check with my current identity. When they notice something is wrong, we should have left the game. If Mr. Smith wants to be held accountable, he should find the cruise ship. This referrer."

Xiao Lan couldn't help but gave him a thumbs up: "This is called black eating black, great."

If the Black Heart cruise ship encounters a fake rich man, it is probably a destiny.

The auction will be the evening of the next day.

The two entered the venue with an invitation letter.

The entire venue of the auction is a huge floor-to-ceiling aquarium, in which countless marine life is wandering wantonly, making people feel as if they are on the bottom of the sea.

Xiao Lan couldn't help but think very unromantically, it would be terrible if someone with deep-sea phobias sat in the venue.

Because the meeting with Father Michael seems to be a big man, Luo also specially ordered a top-level private room, so that he may be closer to the other party.

The auction soon began, and lots of lots gradually appeared.

Here are all things of unknown origin. For example, some treasures freshly baked from ancient tombs, or collections that are said to be in a museum, or objects whose whereabouts were unknown many years ago.

It's no wonder that this auction is only open to private individuals, but also dedicated to cruise ships. Many of these lots are not known to the public.

Luo pretended to look at the host of the auction with great interest, but secretly spread the black shadows that only he and Xiao Lan could see. The black shadows quietly protruded from the door crack and walked along the private rooms. Looking for the figure of Father Michael.

Soon, Luo's mouth bent. "Sir, I found something interesting."

Xiao Lan cast an inquiring look.

Luo Fu explained in his ear: "Father Michael is with my target, the military and fire merchant called Carlos."

"It seems that Carlos is not satisfied with his aging old body, and Father Michael promises to help him solve this trouble..."

Not far away in another top private room.

Father Michael is wearing a formal attire, talking to Carlos with white hair next to him, and next to a group of tall bodyguards in uniform black.

None of the people present noticed the dark shadows spreading through the cracks of the door, or they could not see them at all.

Father Michael smiled: "Mr. Carlos, it is an honor to see you."

Carlos's eyes were sharp, and his smile only stayed at the corner of his mouth: "Oh, is it true that the'Fountain of God' you said before can prevent my flesh and body from aging?"

Father Michael said: "That is of course, this is a gift from God. The Almighty God will give his believers the right to eternal life. The most basic fountain of God can prevent aging, and further can restore human vitality, even the top The fountain of gods can make human beings no longer trapped in the fear of death."

His tone is enthusiastic, as if a professional engaged in marketing.

Carlos frowned slightly when he heard this, and lit the cigar in his hand.

Along with his movements, the originally standing black bodyguards in the room pulled out the guns in their hands, and the muzzles of the black holes all pointed to the location of Father Michael.

Father Michael's smile stiffened: "Ka...Mr. Carlos?"

Carlos took a sip of his cigar slowly: "I don't like people fooling me with inferior products. Is there a better fountain of God? Isn't it, Mr. Father."

Father Michael wiped his forehead: "Yes, yes, this is the case. The fountain of God is a gift from God. If you touch too much power for the first time, the human body will not be able to bear it, especially..."

He thought about the wording: "Especially... the person whose original body had experienced some wear and tear."

Carlos spit out a smoke ring, just looking at him, not speaking.

The surrounding muzzles didn't mean to let go, and still faced Fr. Michael coldly.

Father Michael’s hands were shaking, and he looked scared and stupid: "Since Mr. Carlos has such respect for God, God should also be infected by your sincerity. He will definitely guide you in the fastest time. I give you a further fountain of God..."

Carlos smiled: "Yes, I am full of admiration for your God, I have always been his most devout believer."

Father Michael nodded like garlic, "Yes, yes, I have never seen a believer like you. It's really touching."

Never seen a hard-core believer like you. Look at this gun, how pious it is.

Carlos waved his hand slightly, and the bodyguards all lowered their guns together, as if nothing had happened.

He slowly smoked a cigar: "I used to dislike this cigar, because the taste is too strong, but with age, I can't taste the taste of other tobacco...Aging, but it is really a torture Human stuff."

Father Michael quickly smiled and said: "Which one is there, you are still the most powerful arms and fire merchant in the world."

Carlos stared at him like an eagle falcon: "The sacrifice has been prepared as you have said, when will the ceremony begin? I can't wait."

Father Michael quietly attached to Carlos' ear and said, "Tomorrow, twelve at night."

Carlos smiled: "Wait and wait."

Almost in sync with Father Michael’s words, in the private room not far away, Xiao Lan, who was listening to Luo’s live broadcast, also received a system prompt:

"Investigating what Father Michael wants to do (11)"

"The mission [Father Michael’s Secret] has been completed, triggering the follow-up mission [Giving Ceremony]"

[Trigger branch task: gift ceremony]

[Mission Description: Witness the Ceremony of Divine Fountain (01)

[Hint: This task is one of the branches of the spur task. Completion can trigger subsequent tasks. The branch task is not mandatory, you can give up at any time, and give up without penalty]

I don't know what the so-called "God" is?

I don’t know what Father Michael wanted to do to pretend to be human. Anyway, it must have nothing to do with spreading the gospel to save humanity.

An army and fire merchant full of blood and longing for eternal life, and a pagan priest disguised as a human being, this fountain of immortality conferring rituals is destined not to be calm.

Xiao Lan was thinking about his task, but he heard Luo's voice: "Sir, how is this?"

He looked down at Luo's fingertips and saw a golden scepter, which has already reached 40 million bids, and the auctioneer is counting down.

Look at the lustrous color, look at the elaborate decoration, all reveal -

It is very suitable for transforming into a poverty value.

Xiao Lan nodded: "Not bad."

Luo took the advantage of increasing the price and directly raised the price to 50 million. He took the scepter in the scream of someone downstairs.

Xiao Lan, who watched the whole journey, said that he had grown up and was able to maintain his calm mind when facing the poverty value of 50 million.

This is a small step in poverty, but a big step for Xiao Lan personally.

The auction items will be sent directly to Luo's room after the auction, and they don't need them to carry them in person.

At the moment, the two men's goals have been completed. They casually watched the auction on stage, waiting for the auction to end.

Suddenly, Luo Wei straightened his body slightly and looked sharply in a certain direction.

Xiao Lan noticed his changes: "What's wrong?"

Luo whispered: "I feel my fragments, but it seems very different from what I have seen before... a strange feeling."

Xiao Lan: "Can you determine his position?"

Luo Wei frowned slightly: "That breath only appeared for a moment, and I could only feel the general direction. I can find the past with my memory."

Xiao Lan said: "Anyway, the time for the ceremony is tomorrow, why don't we go over tonight and see?"

Luo: "Sir, I can go by myself without worrying about me."

Xiao Lan insisted: "If you faint, I can carry you out."

Luo was reminded of a certain black history: "..."

He made up his mind that this time he must beat his fragments so that he can't recognize them.