I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games

Chapter 154: Mingyuekan (14)

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Now that Mrs. A is dead, Miss B abstains directly.

According to the previous agreement of the three, the [Aphrodite’s Blessing] and [Pandora’s Box] as a bet already belonged to Xiao Lan.

Although Miss B was a little reluctant, she would not do anything like repentance out of the pride of the nobility.

Xiao Lan reached out and picked up [Pandora's Box].

After careful inspection, I discovered that the patterns on the box are very complicated, not common plant and flower patterns, but a pattern that is completely composed of lines and is so mysterious that it is incomprehensible.

The feeling of being cold enough to coagulate the blood when the tentacles are, is still the same as in memory.

Although there was no difference, Xiao Lan only saw it once that year, and he couldn't remember all the details of the box he saw with his father at the time, so he couldn't be sure whether this was the one he had seen before.

Because it is still in the game field, this item is unknown.

In order to avoid accidental circumstances affecting the customs clearance, Xiao Lan decided that it would be better not to open it temporarily.

If you really want to study, just wait to return to the player's residence.

He pointed to [Pandora's Box] and asked Miss B: "Do you know anything related to it?"

Miss B chin Yiyang: "I won't tell you, we didn't include this in our bet."

She deliberately left a loophole in the gambling agreement, probably she was originally prepared to cheat Mrs. A even if she lost, but she didn't expect to be cut off by Xiao Lan.

Seeing Miss B's appearance, Xiao Lan thought for a moment.

Then, his finger pointed to [Aphrodite's Blessing]: "How about using this in exchange? You tell me something about [Pandora's Box], this belongs to you."

Miss B's eyes couldn't help but float to the side, obviously she was moved by this gorgeous necklace.

Xiao Lan added: "Look, I have no interest in jewellery either. I probably just sell it to other people when I get it. I don't have to worry about a buyer for a necklace of this quality, but finding a buyer can be troublesome. About [Pandora's Box], probably no one will be interested except me."

"Why, now we mutually benefit each other? Then no one will suffer."

Of course he wouldn't tell the other party, because he would be deducted from the poverty point if he took this stuff, plus the FLAG-like props to explain that Xiao Lan didn't want this flashy necklace at all.

Miss B thought for a while, and felt that this deal didn't hurt herself at all.

Not only did she not suffer, she could also get Mrs. A's bet, and even solved the bitch by the way, which was simply a big profit.

So she nodded simply: "Okay."

Miss B began to recall: "[Pandora’s Box] was something I got a few months ago. At that time, a strange guy came to me for a deal. I heard that he had traded some weird things with many people. thing."

"Because this box is really good-looking, and the price he asked for is very low, I left it. But after I tried it, I couldn't open it, so I put it as a decoration... If you can't open it, don't blame me. what."

"No." After Xiao Lan finished speaking, she asked another question: "Do you remember what that person looks like?"

Miss B: "Of course, that's a man... Huh? Is it a man or a woman? Height? Body shape? I... Why can't I remember that person?"

When Miss B searched her memory carefully, she found that she couldn't remember the person who traded with her anyway.

Everything in the memory seemed to be covered with a mist. I couldn't remember the other person's face, nor could I remember the other person's body shape, even the other person didn't know what he said at the time.

Miss B looked very confused: "Strange..."

She explained to Xiao Lan again: "I didn't lie."

Hearing this, Xiao Lan was relieved instead.

If it were Xiao Chengyan, based on his status as a master of illusion arts, Xiao Lan guessed that he should disguise his appearance.

But he didn't expect Xiao Chengyan to be able to achieve this level.

Miss B was probably already hit by Xiao Chengyan's illusion before she knew it, but she didn't even notice it.

The first person to be a high-level player really surpassed his imagination.

Xiao Lan gestured to Miss B [Aphrodite's blessing] on the stage: "It belongs to you."

Miss B took the necklace unceremoniously, with a smile on her face.

She looked at the necklace in her hand and waved at Xiao Lan perfunctorily: "Well, I'll have something to do later, goodbye."

As Miss B's voice fell, the surrounding environment changed instantly.

Xiao Lan felt like a giant suddenly growing taller, her sight jumped a lot in the blink of an eye, and she kept rising.

At the same time, the surrounding environment is shrinking.

When the change stopped, Xiao Lan found that she was in a room with a lot of dolls.

The decoration of the room looks like a circus stage.

The styles and materials of these dolls are different. There are clay sculptures, wood carvings, ceramics and paper. Each set of dolls has scenes corresponding to them, and each scene is covered with a dustproof glass. cover.

But without exception, these dolls have meticulous workmanship and exquisite structure, and at first glance they are carefully collected collections.

Placed together, it is like a small world suspended.

Xiao Lan guessed that maybe every player who enters this room will randomly enter the world of one of the dolls.

The plot and danger level of each world are different, and some of the scenes look very bad.

Of course, it does not rule out that there are Mrs. A and Ms. B who look very calm, but are committed to letting players who enter are all out sideways.

Xiao Lan took out "Mingyue Pavilion" and found that another frame had been lit on the cover.

There is no new content in the book, it seems that it was not dead in the hands of the crow, it should be the handwriting of the ghost or the player.

Eleven squares are now illuminated on the cover, which is two short.

In order to light up the cover design as soon as possible, Xiao Lan walked between the dolls, looking for the scene with Mrs. A and Miss B.

The pattern should be there.

Finally, he found it.

It was a small slap-sized table. In that scene, two paper men were sitting on delicate tables and chairs, surrounded by a gorgeous rococo background.

They were supposed to be chatting while enjoying afternoon tea.

But now Miss B is still sitting there, acting leisurely, with a smile on her face, except that there is a delicate pearl necklace that fits her body size on her neck, and the light blue skirt corner on her body is missing a piece.

The opposite Mrs. A in a pink dress has been torn in half, lying on the ground, looking miserable.

Xiao Lan carefully picked up this small scene, and she saw the same pattern as the cover of the book below.

At the same time, the cover of the book lights up again, but this time it only lights up one frame.

Twelve grids are now lit, only one grid is left.

How could only one light up

Xiao Lan was a little puzzled.

But he suddenly understood when he returned his gaze to the paper man in his hand.

Probably because Mrs. A was destroyed and only one of the two paper figures remained.

Xiao Lan sighed: "Teacher Crow is really strict..."

If he accidentally broke both pieces of paper, wouldn't he have to do for nothing

Just think about it.

At this time, Xiao Lan suddenly remembered that after he entered Mingyue Pavilion, except for dinner on the first day, he seemed to have neither eaten nor drank water, but he did not feel hungry or lack of energy. The exhaustion that comes.

Is it the special ability of the high-level field, or the crow's

I always feel that the bosses in the advanced field have more control over the game than the junior and intermediate bosses.

The crow's intangible, intangible, but ubiquitous feeling makes people feel particularly uneasy.

He is probably the boss that Xiao Lan has encountered and has the strongest control over the game field.

"Unfortunately, there is still one short." Xiao Lan said softly, walking towards the door.

I just don't know how this progress was achieved.

Xiao Lan was about to open the door and go out, but felt that "Mingyue Pavilion" had changed again.

The last grid lit up in this short period of time.

There is no new text in the book, obviously this is not the crow's handwriting.

Two players died in a row in such a short period of time.

who is it

Is it a goblin carnival, or a player with ulterior motives killing people, or is it Qi Ning engaged in harvesting

Now, the entire pattern on the cover has all been lit up and is emitting light.

I'm afraid the game should also enter the next stage.

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Lan opened the door of the room.

Outside the door, it still looks the same as before, with the ancient charm of combining Chinese and Western styles unique to the architecture of the Republic of China.

But everything is different again.

The original corridor was quiet and quiet, as if there was only Xiao Lan left in the world, only occasionally encountering players with overlapping spaces.

In the corridor at this time, Xiao Lan clearly heard the sound of running from upstairs, and the sound of heavy objects falling even further away, not knowing what happened.

It feels like countless divided spaces have finally overlapped.

At the same time, it also means that players are probably able to meet each other now.

Naturally... You can also attack each other.

Next, the threat Xiao Lan needs to face will probably be doubled.

Xiao Lan took a few steps forward.

Suddenly, his gaze froze in a corner of the corridor.

That is a very inconspicuous corner.

It was empty and nothing, there was nothing special at first.

But at this time, this corner was in Xiao Lan's sight, and the color began to fade at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The faded part is like an old photo, it becomes a kind of yellowish black and white, because the position relationship is not very conspicuous.

Xiao Lan's gaze searched nearby, and found several such faded places one after another.

These positions are very hidden, and the speed of fading is not too fast.

But without exception, all became the same colors as old photos.

Obviously, if the entire Mingyue Hall fades to this, something will happen.

But Xiao Lan didn't really want to experience it in person.

Most people with an exploratory spirit die fast. Isn't it good to be alive

Xiao Lan looked at the changes in the corridor: "It seems that I am leaving here before the color fades completely."

He thought of the door on the top floor with a room on the same pace as the cover of the book, where it used to be the crow's study.

Now, that room should have changed, maybe it can already be entered.

After making a decision, Xiao Lan was about to go upstairs.

He took out Luo's envelope, ready to tell the other party, find a place to turn.

But suddenly I heard a familiar low voice not far away: "I found you, sir."

Xiao Lan looked back and saw a man gracefully appearing not far from him.

Fitting black three-piece suit, tall figure, the visitor is walking towards him with long legs.

The posture he walked over was still good-looking, but the pace was a bit rush, showing that the mood of the person who came was not calm.

With just a glance, Xiao Lan judged that this person was the real Luo.

It is completely different from the previous counterfeit and shoddy products.

Seeing Luo, Xiao Lan suddenly felt an emotion called longing.

Obviously they haven't seen each other for about two days, and they have been in contact through envelopes all the time.

But after all, it is different.

Nothing can replace the secret happiness and satisfaction of seeing each other with your own eyes.

Obviously he is in a dangerous game, and he has also entered a situation where the risk of death is doubled.

However, Xiao Lan couldn't help but feel a hint of joy in her heart.

Xiao Lan couldn't help laughing: "Long time no see."

Luo walked up to him and smiled: "Long time no see."

The author has something to say:

To mourn the dead, pay tribute to the heroes, and remember them forever.