I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games

Chapter 202: Endgame

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After a successful blow, Luo's hand retracted from the dominator's chest, but his retraction was not gentle, by the way, the injury to the dominator's chest was once again torn a bit bigger.

The pain of tearing kept coming from the wound, and the blackness of the chest was spreading outward, making the master feel weaker and weaker.

At the same time, he had to deal with Xiao Lan's increasingly sharp attacks.

All this made the master feel the pressure, he barely lifted the lightsaber and continued to fight Xiao Lan.

But this time, he has completely fallen into a disadvantage.

Xiao Lan's attack was sharper than a knife. The pitch-black blade passed through the tip of the master's nose, almost cutting his head in two.

The master struggled to dodge in Xiao Lan's attack.

Suddenly, he was accidentally kicked in the side by Xiao Lan.

The master's entire body flew out immediately, and after tracing an arc in the air, it hit the Order Protector's corpses heavily.

There were scattered white armors all around, and the master felt as if he were in a cemetery.

He stretched out his hand to wipe off the stains on his face, but Xiao Lan's decomposition power had already broken down his epidermis into a large gap, exposing the white lining below.

The master felt a flame about to burst in his heart.

Is this an emotion called anger

Holding the knife, Xiao Lan approached the master step by step.

He is obviously not easy to be injured, but every step is still very stable, without showing the slightest weakness.

The judgment from reason tells the master that if this continues, he will be completely defeated by the opponent.

In the end, it may end up even more miserable than the rebels.

No, it can't be like this.

The master once again activated the energy absorption of the contract players, using their vitality to strengthen themselves.

Although these guys are still useful and will cause a lot of trouble if they are used up at once, they can't take care of that much now.

White mist poured into this white space once again.

At the same time, many contract players were directly absorbed by the contract mark on their foreheads in battle.

This time it is no longer the single contract players that will become the target of the dominance. Some contract players who are cooperating and fighting with their teammates have disappeared in front of everyone's sight.

Thanks to the blessing of the master, many players who were exhausted from being chased by the contract escaped unexpectedly.

But the hearts of the contractors who have witnessed such a scene are cold.

They can no longer remain calm, as long as they are not fools, they can see that this is a problem with the mark of the contract!

A player almost has to stand unsteadily: "The contract... is a scam..."

A young man desperately cut the skin of his forehead with a knife: "I don't want to contract anymore, dissolve it!!! Discharge!!!"

However, they have exhausted all the methods to be unable to terminate the contract mark.

Who would have thought that this kind of mark that originally represented glory would eventually become a curse for life

Among the contract players, a long-haired woman's forehead also lit up.

She looked at the horrified gazes of the people around her, and realized that she could not stop the absorption of the mark. She was ruthless and pierced directly into her heart.

At least, she wants to die as a person.

Blood spattered, and the woman's body crashed to the ground.

However, the contract mark still did not let her go.

Seeing that the mark on the forehead of the corpse was still shining and brighter and brighter, the woman's corpse gradually withered.

In the end, nothing was left.

A desperate mood enveloped the hearts of contract players.

It turns out that after the contract, they are not masters, they... just become domestic animals...

He even didn't even have the qualifications to choose self-closing.

Ordinary players who witnessed this scene couldn't help but feel sympathy.

At the same time, I felt scared for a while, in case I couldn't stand the temptation of power, I chose to become a contract...

No, wait, with their strength, it seems they are not qualified to contract at all.

It's a heart-wrenching reality.

After absorbing the white mist, Domination temporarily suppressed the black spread in his chest.

He held a lightsaber in his hand and continued to fight Xiao Lan.

But all three parties in the battle know that this is only temporary.

At this time, Xiao Lan was completely wounded, and the [Emperor's New Clothes 2.0 Version] had been damaged. This item was simply unable to resist the attack of this degree.

Luo was fighting against the swallow of the master every moment, and counterattacked with all his strength.

As for Domination, he lost his core. Facing the flanking attack of Xiao Lan and Luo, he had to absorb contract players to temporarily support, but the remaining contract players had become fewer and fewer.

This is a delicate and fragile balance.

They have almost reached the limit, and now it's up to who can get the opportunity to break the deadlock.

In a big, dirty and gloomy sewer.

Everyone in Brother Xiao’s support club found a place to rest.

There is no strong leader in this group, almost all of them are composed of intermediate players. The senior players are only the first rich and few others, and they are not top-notch.

But not far from the rest of the crowd, there was a pile of white armor that had been dismantled almost invisible in the sewage.

That is the order maintainer.

Such a miscellaneous army actually besieged an order defender!

But the price is also great.

They were all dirty like beggars, with wounds of varying severity. Many of them had missing arms and legs, and a few were in a coma.

A group of people are healing each other.

The first rich and wealthy leaned back against the wall, her green hair was stained with blood, her arm was broken, and the bloody wound was a bit shocking.

Zhao Xiaohe's palm glowed light blue, and he was treating First Fortune.

Under her abilities, the broken arm of the first wealthy grew little by little.

At this time, Zhao Xiaohe was also dirty, her eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, and she looked very tired.

The first rich and wealthy asked in a low voice, "Xiaohe, do you want to take a break first."

Zhao Xiaohe shook his head: "It's okay, I can continue. Everyone gets better sooner, and we have hope."

The first rich and honorable tried to encourage everyone present with a relaxed tone: "Don't give up, everyone, after finishing this vote, the victory is ours!"

"Look, even this kind of super boss has been solved by us. What does it mean? It means that we are destined to win!"

"At that time, the house will be ours and the car will be ours, so you can save 30 years of fighting when you go home."

Affected by the first wealth, a man wearing a T-shirt said: "My girlfriend is still waiting for me..."

A somewhat mellow woman said: "You don't know, my husband's cooking is delicious..."

Someone complained: "You two are like putting a flag on your back, and you will burp before the end."

The woman felt that it was the same, turned her head to look at him: "What about you?"

The man thought for a while: "I have ten years left on my mortgage... I must go out alive, and I can't make the bank cheaper."

The woman smiled: "If we succeed this time, you will have two houses."

The man also smiled: "Yes, I can't die."

The atmosphere was a little more active, and the woman seemed to be very talkative again. She asked a shy-looking teenager in the corner: "Where are you?"

The boy held back for a long time, and finally said: "I... my homework hasn't finished yet..."

"Hahahahahahahahahaha..." The crowd broke out a burst of joyful laughter.

"Hahahaha, even if you save all mankind, you still have to go back and make up your homework!"

"Hahaha poor student party."

The air is full of pleasant breath.

Inside an old castle.

Qi Ning stepped on the head of an order maintainer, and the black clothes on his body were a little torn.

He was standing on the high slope where the corpses were piled up. Some of the corpses were from Order Protectors, while others were vampires in the copy.

While playing with the scalpel, he looked down condescendingly.

On the ground are more order maintainers, who walk towards Qi Ning as if they don't know fatigue and fear.

Qi Ning touched the mask on his face.

In the fierce battle, the beak mask has been damaged.

Qi Ning simply took it down and threw it aside casually.

Without the mask, Qi Ning's deep contoured facial features were exposed, his eyes were very light, and his eyes had a cold killing intent.

The snow-white hair is stained with blood, and the contrast of red and white is very vivid even in the night.

Order maintainers are getting closer.

Qi Ning's lips raised a temperatureless smile: "When you come, don't even think about leaving."

A piece of snow.

Written one by one eliminated the last order defender who besieged him.

At this time, the bodies of the boss and the Order Protector were lying on the ground around him.

Written took two steps and found stains on his white suit jacket.

He took off his clothes directly and threw them away, and saw that the shirt inside him was also stained with blood, as if it was still blood on his own wound.

He searched the storage space, but there was no spare clothes for him to replace.

Aware of this cruel fact, Cheng Wen couldn't help showing an expression of disgust.

It's a misstep. I didn't expect such an important strategic reserve to be fully prepared.

"Boss." Mu Yang, who was remotely supported, ran over with Shirley.

Shirley said happily when she saw that her master was okay.

Written one no longer entangled the matter of clothes.

He scratched Shirley's chin easily, adjusted his hair style a little, and waved to Mu Yang: "Xiao Yang, let's go, go to the next game field."

Half of the tall building collapsed.

Wen Zhixian and Feng Sheng stood condescendingly in front of the window, and many surrounding buildings were completely in ruins.

Feng Sheng calmly shot and sniped, and each shot was aimed at the weakness of the Order Protector's head.

Wen Zhixian also used ice cones to sniper from a distance, and the efficiency was not bad at all.

There are many corpses of order dimension people lying on the ground, but there are still order dimension people pushing towards them from the surrounding, a steady stream, it seems that there is no limit.

Wen Zhixian smiled and asked Feng Sheng: "A Sheng, we have no retreat."

Feng Sheng fired a shot calmly: "Are you afraid?"

Wen Zhixian shook his head, another ice cone on his backhand: "No, let's call it a last-ditch fight."

In a corridor made entirely of metal.

Wang Ke and Wang Taidi rushed into the group of order supporters.

Their figures flashed in it, and the two cooperated tacitly, as if they were invincible.

Wang Taidi knocked off the orderer's head with a dagger: "Brother, can you still hold it?"

Wang Ke's blade points are not slow: "Before I kill them, I can't fall down!"

Players who broke into the world of Advent continue to destroy in the game.

Countless game fields have been destroyed, bosses have been killed, and even the order supporters who carry the power of the dominance cannot stop them.

Countless game loopholes have appeared, making the entire world of lands shake unceasingly.

Finally, after a certain game field was destroyed.

It was as if the last straw that overwhelmed the camel finally appeared. The ground was shaking continuously, and the sky was completely shattered, revealing the chaos and nothingness inside.

The fragmentation of the sky also affected this white world, and even the ruler was affected.

His power fluctuated violently, and the dominator's eyes widened: "Humans...how could it be..."

Xiao Lan smiled slowly, and the opportunity he was waiting for had arrived.

Taking advantage of the moment when the master made a mistake, he quickly deceived him and pierced the master's eyebrows mercilessly.

The decomposing power carried by the knife rushed into the Dominator's body frantically.

With this knife, many cracks spread from the wound that dominated the eyebrows, and quickly spread to the whole body to make him look like a broken doll.

At the same moment, the darkness dominating his chest suddenly spread, spreading over his body with an unstoppable aura.

In an instant, the master was wrapped in it.

The black rebel finally swallowed the pure white master.

However, the black expansion did not stop.

It continued to spread toward the dominion's surroundings, infecting the entire chessboard, turning this white world into pitch black, and then spreading to the distance.

The turbulent game field quieted down.

But before the players could breathe a sigh of relief, a burst of pure black appeared in the air, obscuring the previous chaos, and plunged all the game fields into darkness.

The continuous changes and sudden darkness make the players feel uneasy.

But the darkness did not last long, and soon the games returned to their original light, and the sky was no longer broken.

In the next instant, whether it was an ordinary player, a rebel who broke into the game, or a contract player who was so lucky that he was neither absorbed by the master nor converted into an order protector, everyone heard the system prompt.

The system prompt this time is different from the previous one:

"Ding Dong—"

"Dear players who came to the world, now you will all have a chance to completely return to reality."

"Players who choose to leave will lose all their abilities and props, and all memories of the descending world will be erased, and all connections with the descending world will be cut off from then on."

"Players who choose not to leave will continue the game. After their power is awakened, they can unlock new life forms."

As soon as this notice came out, the players who participated in the resistance cheered:

"We are victorious!!!"

"I am free!!!!"

"Hahahaha I want to go home!!!"

They were ecstatic, cheering, celebrating their hard-won victory.

Everyone is prepared for the worst, but they still can't help but look forward to the best result.

Fortunately, fortunately, they finally waited for the end of this dream.

The rest of the players also recalled this system prompt unbelievably.

Can they leave the game

Someone whispered to the people around him: "Is it true?"

The people around answered: "You try...?"

The speaker silently paid attention to the leave option that appeared in his mind, but still couldn't bear the temptation, he chose yes with a heart.

Then his figure disappeared directly in place.

People around were shocked: "Really! Really can leave!!"

When the voice fell, a few people who could not help but chose to leave.

Such scenes are repeated in many places.

Countless players who were forced to struggle in life and death can't wait to get out of hell.

They experience so many struggles between life and death here, and every day is a heavy shackle for them, making them almost suffocated.

Some people are thinking about the phrase "after the power reaches awakening, new life forms can be unlocked" thoughtfully.

Measure whether you want to leave.

The invisible haze that hung over the real world finally faded.

It's just that such a large number of disappearances, coupled with collective amnesia, will eventually be spread into the unsolved mystery of the world.

Uncle Zhang returned home after working overtime and saw his son standing in the living room playing with Tie Hanhan and staring at him.

There was some confusion in the son's eyes, he seemed to have forgotten something.

Uncle Zhang smiled, no matter what happened, just come back.

In the gloomy sewer.

The players of Brother Xiao’s support club were full of joy, they didn't think it was dirty, and they just danced on the spot.

Zhao Xiaohe asked the first wealthy: "Sister Fugui, will you leave?"

The first rich and famous said: "No, I will still stay in reincarnation."

Zhao Xiaohe was surprised: "Why, your grades are so good, you should go back to school."

The first wealthy said: "The boss said, he will invest in my research projects. You must know that we are engaged in academics. If there is no investment, it will be very hard. My mentor is only bald to attract investment. I can I don't want to be like this in the future."

Zhao Xiaohe's mouth opened slightly: "..."

Does the world of learning tyrants have such bitterness

The first rich and wealthy asked: "Where are you leaving?"

Zhao Xiaohe shook his head and said with some embarrassment: "My grades are not good, and it is estimated that I will not be admitted to college in the future. The job in Samsara is better than I can find, and the welfare system is better than that of many companies."

Having experienced the severe beatings of society prematurely, the way girls think has become very realistic.

In the old castle that was about to become ruin.

Qi Ning looked at Moonlight and lost his thoughts.

He originally wanted to leave the descending world to accompany Cen Wei, but he also noticed the awakening content in the system prompt.

If he can achieve awakening, can he, who has a stronger power, make Cen Wei truly come back

Moreover, if you encounter a wanted criminal in the Descending World...

That is really full of happiness.

In the haunted classroom.

Wu Ting looked at Xiaoqing on his wrist: "Xiaoqing, I'm going back, after all, my dream is to be a first-line female anchor."

White Snake rubbed his wrist reluctantly.

Wu Ting was also reluctant to bear Xiao Qing, he touched Xiao Qing's head: "I won't leave now, just find a reliable person to take care of you."

Who is it to look for? It is best to be a reliable guy who is not afraid of snakes... A person he knows flashed in front of Wu Ting's eyes, and he suddenly stopped at someone: "Uncle, I beg you."

In a tall building.

Wen Zhixian sat down on the ground: "Oh, I'm exhausted. Fortunately, Xiao Lanlan and Xiao Luoluo are really strong. If you delay it for a while, I guess I will be cold."

Feng Sheng walked to his side: "Will you leave?"

Wen Zhixian didn't hesitate: "No, I can only see you, Asheng, here, will we awaken and become stronger together in the future?"

Feng Sheng smiled rarely: "Okay."

Written in a room.

As soon as the prompt to descend into the world appeared, he could not wait to return to the player's residence.

Then rushed into the bathroom at the fastest speed in his life.

I'll talk about it later. Now, first I have to take a shower and change my clothes, and then I will get a hair stylist to trim my hair.

The continuous battles left him with blood and mud, a piece of hair missing, and white armor fragments mixed in his clothes. He has never been so sloppy in his life.

After soaking in the bathtub, Cheng Wenyi felt handsome again.

At this time, he received a contact from Mu Yang.

"Boss, will you leave?"

"Probably not, I am very interested in awakening, and there should be some people left in the reincarnation, and they will not disperse."

"And you?"

"Neither do I, I said I will always follow your boss."

"Naive, have you finished your homework?"

"..."

"Add two more essays."

In a high-tech base.

Wang Taidi sat on the console: "Brother, shall we leave?"

Wang Ke was silent for a while.

Originally, he had always dreamed of leaving the Landing World with his younger brother, because apart from this, he didn't know how to ensure that his younger brother was not injured in such a dangerous world.

But suddenly, the younger brother grew up, to a point where he didn't need to be protected.

This made him feel a little confused.

Wang Teddy smiled and said: "Anyway, there is no time limit. We can go home and sweep the graves of our parents and decide later."

Wang Ke thought for a while and looked at his younger brother: "It's okay."

At this time, he found out, why his brother is sitting almost as tall as him now...

It must be the reason why the console itself is very high! It's not that he didn't increase the pad in order to do it today! ! ! !

Xiao Lan found herself back in the room.

Everything is as usual in the room, but Luo is not there.

After dealing with his injury, he couldn't help but walked to the window and looked at the street below.

Today’s streets are full of people. The faces of these players are full of ecstasy. Some people make appointments to drink the last glass of wine, some cry in the street, and some jump around in a tight hug. .

These are scenes that are usually invisible, but they make the player's residence so vivid for the first time.

I don't know how many people he knows will choose to leave after this battle, and who will choose to stay.

Suddenly, the room plunged into darkness.

Xiao Lan stood in the darkness and could not hear any sound.

But there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

I don't know how long it has passed, but footsteps sounded behind him, unhurriedly, gracefully and restrained.

A figure also came behind him with the sound of footsteps.

Luo's voice was with a gentle smile: "Sir, I'm back late."

Xiao Lan turned to look at him, and found that Luo didn't seem to be missing any parts before heaved a sigh of relief: "Welcome back."

Then, there are two people getting closer and closer, their figures gradually merged into one under the light outside the window.

The two people who had no scruples this night went crazy, unscrupulously sharing each other's happiness and enthusiasm.

When Xiao Lan woke up the next day, she happened to meet Luo's light golden eyes, which had been staring at him for a long time.

Luo smiled slightly, "Morning, sir."

Xiao Lan leaned in and kissed him on the cheek: "Good morning."

After the two got up, Xiao Lan washed up and went to the living room, and found that Luo was sitting on the sofa waiting for him, as if he had something to say.

Xiao Lan asked: "What's the matter?"

Luo stretched out his hand, and a group of luminous white light gleamed faintly on the palm of his hand.

Xiao Lan felt a familiar breath on the white light: "This is the master?"

Luo nodded: "Neither I nor him can be completely killed, so after devouring his power, there is still the most critical part."

Xiao Lan wondered: "Why didn't you take him out last night."

Luo Li said frankly: "I didn't think of it."

In front of the husband, what ruler is a passerby who does not deserve to have a name.

Xiao Lan sat beside him: "Then what do you plan to do."

There was an envelope in Luo's hand that was of a different style, but looked as worthless as his: "I will also give him an envelope, and maybe one day he will meet someone who is willing to trust him and let him understand humans. ."

Xiao Lan asked: "Will he recover like you?"

Luo said: "I have swallowed his power, and I will seal the envelope, if he comes out, I will be the first to feel it."

Xiao Lan raised her eyebrows, isn't this equivalent to life imprisonment

To be exiled in the game world, for the master who is accustomed to the superior, may be more uncomfortable than dying as the king.

He was sure that Luo this guy was definitely taking revenge.

Luo took out a pen and prepared to write the name of the master on the envelope.

Suddenly he remembered a very important thing: "Domination is just a title from status, in fact he has no name."

Xiao Lan enthusiastically suggested: "Give him one?"

Luo Congshan agreed smoothly: "Why don't you come, Mr.?"

Xiao Lan thought for a while, and said solemnly: "Dogdan, according to our human customs, such a name represents the blessing of longevity."

Luo nodded and praised sincerely: "What a good name."

There was an oncoming plastic brotherhood in this compliment.

Then Luo swiped a big pen, leaving the two characters "Dogdan" on the envelope.

Then, he reached out and opened the space, and threw the envelope into the playground.

The author has something to say:

Gougan: These two people did it on purpose, right? ! you go! I don't have a brother like you! ! !

The first book of my life is over. I have been writing it for several months. I feel a little bit reluctant. Thank you everyone who has been with me until now.

I will update some extras later, such as the all-member change into a dog and the small theater behind the scenes that I am thinking of.

The next book I will write "It is said that I have attacked the big devil" is a story about running (and not having) and then falling into the opponent's lair, in order to survive and embark on the road of self-improvement. If you are interested, you can go to the column to collect it (by the way, can you order a sympathetic reception...)

Ps: I can finally tell you, it's really difficult to name it, I just come here casually.

In fact, the protagonist’s name is "Little Blue". You can see Little Green and Little Purple in my pre-collection, and there will probably be others in the future.

---------【Pre-received copywriting】-------------

Xiao Zhi has been addicted to games recently. His hobby is to rob bosses. He exchanges gifts with his tender, shy and beautiful brother who lives in Hesse.

He woke up into the game, and the game is no longer the version of the year.

It is said that the ruthless, gloomy lord of Hessian once had a lover who cheated on him for money and sex, and then disappeared from the world, making him wait for hundreds of years. The wanted warrant is still valid.

Xiao Zhi looked at the out-of-print items shining with gold in the game backpack:… Couldn't it be me

For his life, he had to embark on the road of self-improvement by punching the boss and stepping on the player, and then accidentally became a popular candidate for crusade against the Lord of Hessian.

Emperor: Brave man, the future of mankind is on you!

Pope: On behalf of the light, eliminate evil!

Player: There are top bosses participating in this battle, it's done.

Xiao Zhi: Wait...

Lord Hessian: My life, you can do it anytime you want, as long as you are willing to keep my corpse by your side.

Xiao Zhi: What happened in the past few hundred years, and my gentle and shy little brother!

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