These blood chips automatically belonged to Xiao Lan the moment they appeared in front of Xiao Lan, and the effect is the same whether he accepts it or not.
"Ding Dong—"
"Warning, the current risk of death of the player has reached 60%"
Listening to the system's ruthless death risk reminder, Xiao Lan's heart is full... I have an swear word that I don't know should be said inappropriately.
He looked at the three people who were expressionless because they had no faces, and wondered whether they cheated at the moment when his attention was distracted, but he had no evidence, even if the evidence came to the world, he would not care.
At this time, Xiao Lan missed Luo very much. If Luo was by his side, he would probably be able to settle these small situations.
It's a pity that Luo can only lie on his back, quietly acting as his new year's sweet pig.
With a 60% risk of death, Xiao Lan now has to be extra careful with every step he takes. Perhaps he will soon feel the malice of the world.
At this point, Xiao Lan didn't plan to continue the game.
It seems that because of the 60% probability of death, there are far more figures who choose to pounce on Xiao Lan than Wu Ting.
He pressed the card table with both hands and lifted it forcefully, directly lifting the entire table up, looking very rascal and unreasonable. The mahjong flew all over the ground, causing the figures who threw on him to slip under the feet, and suddenly fell into a ball.
Seeing this, the three poker friends also knew that their peaceful exchange was over, and they got up one after another and attacked Xiao Lan. It fully demonstrated that if you can't beat you at the poker table, then kill your spirit at the poker table.
Xiao Lan was also unceremonious, taking out [This is a poisonous dagger] and turning around to fight.
Flashing sideways to the oncoming fist of the male card friend, Xiao Lan made a stab in his backhand, leaving a deep knife mark on his face without facial features.
If it's a person, it might fly out half of his head, but it's a pity that this guy is not a person, and he is still alive after turning his head.
At the same time, I don't know what the principles of these humanoids are. They can move and have consciousness, but when they attack, the dagger doesn't trigger the prompt of toxicity, as if they are just a pile of dead objects.
Perhaps it was because they were controlled by the spirit body and the dagger could not be physically attacked, Xiao Lan guessed.
However, even though it is no longer poisonous, the sharpness of the dagger itself is still considerable.
It is nothing to cut off the arm of the besieging humanoid. Xiao Lan shuttled through the pile of human figures, and every attack left a twisted hand and foot, making the figures unable to get close.
Xiao Lan fisted the figure trying to sneak into the air, but accidentally heard the system prompt:
"Poverty can't limit my imagination, get [unknown kid’s piggy bank]"
[Name: Piggy bank for unknown children]
[Ability: Unlimited withdrawal of coins]
[Explanation: I don’t know which adult with no conscience stole the kid’s piggy bank]
Xiao Lan: "..."
He suspected that he was taunted by this prop.
Feeling that these coins might be of any use, Xiao Lan took time to take out a coin while beating the human figure.
"Obtaining a dollar coin, the poverty value is reduced by 1 million"
Xiao Lan: "..."
To be reasonable, this is obviously just a one-dollar coin, with no special functions at all. Why is it worth ten thousand! Junk games lie to me for poverty value!
Xiao Lan threw this thing into the storage space, expressing that she didn't want to talk, and backhanded a hexagonal head that appeared next to her.
More and more human figures poured in from the open door, and they made the room more and more crowded. Both Xiao Lan and Wu Ting gradually felt unable to open their doors.
Xiao Lan took the time to ask Wu Ting: "What did you do that stabbed people out? How come there are so many."
Wu Ting kicked out the two figures: "Maybe I am so beautiful and jealous."
Xiao Lan rolled her eyes: "What are you jealous of? Can you wear a skirt if you are jealous?"
Wu Ting glanced at him: "Do you have any comments? Do you want to share it with you?"
Xiao Lan shook her head quickly: "Thank you, no need, gentlemen don't take advantage of others."
"How do you know if you don't try it?" Wu Ting's sharp blade swept out, eliminating the few figures in front of him, "Maybe, it will open the door to a new world."
Xiao Lan grabbed the card friend's daughter as a weapon and threw it at the humanoid group, refusing to say, "It's better to lock this door forever."
Wu Ting snorted, and returned to his charming eyes. He even forgot the false sound: "Superficial."
Don't say, this guy's original sound is quite Su, and I don't know why he embarked on such a path of no return.
As more and more human figures fell, a layer of hands, feet or other parts accumulated on the ground, making it inconvenient for everyone present to move.
At this moment, the numerous doors on the wall in the room also opened.
As the door opened, there was the sound of footsteps, and behind several doors there was the sound of footsteps of many people walking quickly toward this side.
There are only seven players participating in this game. Except for Meng Ze, who is already cold, and Luo, who is temporarily unable to maintain his human form, there are only five players who are still active. The remaining three players except Xiao Lan and Wu Ting are obviously unable to get out. Such imposing footsteps.
It's definitely not a friendly army.
Xiao Lan's expression became serious: "Is this planning to block us here?"
Wu Ting asked: "Do you have any idea?"
Xiao Lan thought about it for a moment: "Sure... but the effect is uncertain, and it's not the enemy or the enemy."
In Wu Ting's puzzled eyes, Xiao Lan took out [Canned herring mixed durian]: "I don't know if these things are considered to be the scope of living things. If they don't count, you are the only person who may be harmed."
After thinking about the sour and refreshing taste, Wu Ting instantly showed a dog thief's expression that he was afraid that he didn't want to harm me.
Xiao Lan said: "If you have a better method, just take it out, you're welcome."
The expression on Wu Ting’s face is very wonderful, quite desperate: "Come on..."
With Wu Ting's complicated gaze, Xiao Lan opened his collection [Canned Herring with Durian].
In an instant, a fish was fermented with a sour smell, and the pungent smell of durian mixed with it. The smell seemed to have been concentrated by an unknown force, and it was stronger than the original smell.
Where the smell passed, the chaotic human figures stagnated for a moment, and all the people or non-humans present seemed to be in a gas chamber.
But the next moment, they were like cockroaches encountering insecticides. They started running wildly at a high speed that Xiao Lan had never seen before, rushing to escape from the gas chamber, and the people who had gathered before looked like flies without heads. The same spread out in the labyrinth-like room.
Also in sync with them was Wu Ting. Because of the effect of the props, he couldn't control himself and ran away from Xiao Lan, retching as he ran: "Xiao Lan! Your uncle! Ouch—"
In this way, his figure gradually disappeared behind a door.
Xiao Lan's side was suddenly empty and quiet. At this moment, he was a stinky guy who no one wanted to be friends with.
Except for Luo, Luo still stayed quietly behind Xiao Lan at the moment, with no breathing or heartbeat, motionless between the canned herring and durian.
Xiao Lan looked at the phrase "There is a weak probability of attracting strange things" in the prop description. Could it be that Luo has been divided into strange things by the props
There seems to be no problem.
Taking advantage of the encirclement, Xiao Lan seized the time to find a door that looked pleasing to the eye and left the mahjong room.
As for Wu Ting, after thinking about his last expression that was so ferocious that he wanted to hit someone, or... See you if you are destined.
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[Canned herring mixed with durian] The effect was better than expected. Xiao Lan opened several rooms one after another and never saw these human figures again. The road forward was incredibly smooth.
However, the 60% risk of death is not to be seen.
On the road, where Xiao Lan passed by, half of the places with things on their heads slammed down on his head; the floor he walked on was nowhere to be seen; there was even a room with a cell phone originally charging, but Xiao Lan exploded as soon as he passed it, in a posture that he wanted to die with him.
It was as if a god of death was staring at him, looking for any chance that might kill him.
With a keen sense of danger and agility, Xiao Lan avoided these crises without any risk.
Pushing the door open this time, a different sight appeared in front of him.
It's the corridor.
A straight corridor with a false city in the side window. Looking along the corridor, there is a closed door on the opposite side. The door looks gorgeous different from other rooms.
It's easy to think of whether that door is a shortcut to leave the game.
However, Xiao Lan, who has experienced the mahjong room, has a little doubt about this. The prompt of the game is "The end of the four days". It has been clearly stated that it is a survival game. Will there really be a way to leave early
Xiao Lan looked at this door, it looked like a sweet hope and a bad trap.
I can see from the window. Although there is still heavy rain outside the window at this time, the night has begun to slowly fade, and it is not far from dawn. Do you want to go back to the previous room and wait for dawn, or try this door that makes people puzzled
Xiao Lan was thinking, and suddenly a sense of danger that made his scalp numb appeared from his side.
Before he could think about it, Xiao Lan rolled on the spot and walked to the side.
At this time, he raised his head and looked in the direction where he had just stood, only to see a face higher than his entire body appeared on the wall, grinning at him with a malicious smile.
Skinny, one eye is sickly gray, that's the landlord's face after a few days of absence.
The landlord's face occupies almost the entire wall. He stared at Xiao Lan, slowly coming towards him like a projection.
Just as Xiao Lan was staring at the guard, the landlord's face disappeared in an instant, but the next moment an attack came from the wall behind him.
The distance was too close, Xiao Lan couldn't dodge, and a sharp pain came from her shoulder.
He turned his head to look, and saw that there was a wound on his shoulder that seemed to have been cut by a sharp blade, and the landlord's gray eyes on the wall flashed light.
"Hehehe..." The landlord gave a hoarse smile.
This guy not only teleports, but also a long-range attack!
This is simply cheating!
Xiao Lan's backhand was a dagger pierced into the face of the wall, only to find that the landlord was like an illusory shadow, completely unable to be attacked.
Not waiting for Xiao Lan's reaction, another round of attacks arrived, Xiao Lan could only dodge with all his strength.
The landlord teleported too fast, and the corridor was not too wide. After a few times, even if Xiao Lan's sensitivity tried his best to avoid the vital points and did not receive serious damage, she still suffered a lot of injuries.
There was a wound on his cheek, which made his cold white skin paler than ever before.
His whole body was already bloodied from large or small wounds, but Xiao Lan's movements were still flexible, too many backs bowed slightly, and put on a defensive posture, tightly maintaining a state where he could attack at any time. It looks like an elegant but dangerous feline predator.
Xiao Lan stood in the middle of the corridor and stared at the landlord, her eyes sharp as a blade, and beads of sweat on Junxiu's face slipped down her jaw.
Teleportation plus long-range or non-physical, these things are particularly unfavorable to him.
The narrower the environment is, the more advantageous it is for teleportation. Compared with other rooms, the corridor has a large space, but it is still very narrow, making it difficult for Xiao Lan to escape.
In the face of non-physical [this is a poisonous dagger] completely ineffective.
If he activates the attacking spirit skills, he cannot keep up with the opponent's speed. Similarly, if he activates the speed skills, he cannot attack the opponent.
Xiao Lan seemed to be in desperation for a while. Could this be the true power of the 60% risk of death
After the next breath, the attack came again, and the landlord's eyes gathered silver light. When he saw this little light, Xiao Lan's body was already thinking about it and rushed to the side.
At this moment, a flash of lightning flashed across the clouds outside the window, instantly shining the entire corridor into white.
When the lightning passed, the attack Xiao Lan was waiting for did not come. He looked in the direction of the landlord and saw that he didn't know why the attack was cancelled.
Could it be that Lightning had any restraint on him
Xiao Lan raised his attention and waited for the next lightning strike while avoiding the attack.
Sure enough, in the next few attacks, as long as there was lightning, the landlord's attacks would stop, as if they were interrupted by an unknown force.
Although the wounds on his body increased and he seemed a bit embarrassed, Xiao Lan felt it was worth it to try out the landlord's weakness.
Xiao Lan wiped the blood from the new wound on her forehead into her eyes, curled her lips together and showed an open smile at the landlord's grimace.
Mr. Landlord, what about one hundred thousand volts
He thought of the [Unknown Child’s Piggy Bank] he had obtained before.
Perhaps, the electromagnetic gun can also learn about it by the way
The author has something to say:
Xiao Lan: Pikachu transformed into a hundred thousand volts!
Luo: Meow, meow... (Translation: it’s time to take medicine, sir...)