I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games

Chapter 77: The bedtime story of grandma (8)

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Hearing the sound in his ears, Xiao Lan didn't choose to turn his head. He directly kicked his legs on the ground and jumped to the side. After a distance, he turned his head to look at where he was just now.

A small dry gray hand stretched out from the handrail of the stairs, waving at him. It is a bit inappropriate to say that it is a hand. After all, no human hand has this color, and the structure of this hand is somewhat similar to that of a human, but it has the sharp claws of a beast.

It's more like a mouse or something than a person.

There were a few openings in the palm of that hand, which opened and closed like a mouth. Each mouth made a different sound. The sound I heard before came from here.

"He doesn't seem to be a bad boy..."

"Grandma doesn't like making noise, as long as he makes a loud noise is a bad boy..."

"Hehehe, grab him... grab him..."

The childlike voices laughed and discussed. With their voices, more and more small gray hands appeared around them, presenting an enveloping posture towards Xiao Lan.

A hand quietly approached Xiao Lan from behind, trying to grab his ankle.

However, Xiao Lan raised her foot as she had expected, and stepped on the small gray hand with a "crack," and directly stomped it. The hand that used to be so majestic when he bullied the injured now turned out to be so fragile.

Xiao Lan raised her eyebrows slightly, the touch seemed a bit familiar.

Then, the gray hands seemed to be irritated, and they attacked Xiao Lan one after another, saying something in their mouths, but the number of them made an inaudible buzzing sound.

Xiao Lan reached out and grabbed a hand very close to him, pulling it from the armrest, and then swept it as a weapon to the surrounding hands. Under his strength, these hands broke. And made a crisp sound.

The remaining little gray hands finally realized that something was wrong:

"He... seems to be that person..."

"Which?"

"The one in the kitchen..."

"Uuuuu... terrible..."

"Run... he will eat us..."

"We are really not tasty..."

Accompanied by childlike crying, these little hands withdrew one after another, in a posture that they would be eaten by the big bad wolf if they run slowly.

Xiao Lan: "..."

Ah, who wants to eat you guys, don’t insult my taste.

He checked his surroundings carefully and made sure that the little gray hands were really missing, and did not lie in ambush to give him the meaning of turning around and killing him, and then left.

Xiao Lan found Wang Taidi and Luo, and the three of them headed towards the room that they paid attention to last night.

The room was very peaceful, Xiao Lan opened the door with her ancestral craftsmanship and entered the room. The room is in the traditional floral style of "grandma", and the light of the setting sun enters the room, making it a bit warm.

There are oil paintings hanging on both sides of the wall. The people in the paintings look like her. I don't know if it is a portrait of her family or herself.

In the middle of the room is an oil painting with people with different appearances. These people surround the "grandma" in the middle, with happy expressions on their faces, looking like a family portrait.

"Aren't these players?" Wang Teddy looked at the painting and felt a bit cold on his scalp, "Does it look like the one you said, the one in Mrs. Bella's secret room?"

Xiao Lan: "It's very similar indeed."

Luo pointed his finger in several places: "These three are players who are playing against us."

Xiao Lan and Wang Taidi moved their gazes to see that it was indeed the case, even the one in the dining room who said they wanted to go back to the room was inside.

Wang Teddy: "Is this a common hobby among bosses?"

Xiao Lan thought for a while: "It's probably the same reason that many people like to play Krypton Gold Draw Card Mobile Games? Collecting a full picture book looks more fulfilling."

After talking, Xiao Lan stepped forward and checked the "family portrait." Wang Taidi and Luo separated looking for the key in the room.

While looking for it, Wang Teddy thought about his own position in the boss' heart with lingering fear: "I think in their eyes, I might just be an N card... I want to throw it away if I get it."

Xiao Lan originally wanted to comfort him, but found that there was nothing to say. Wang Teddy's positioning for himself was still very accurate. I can’t always say, "Although you are stubborn, you have a brother. Although this is true, it sounds like a beggar."

In the end, Xiao Lan could only say: "Your skills will be activated soon, and then it will be completely different."

After all, Wang Teddy's skill that sounds like a voice is still very powerful.

The three of them continued their affairs.

Xiao Lan first checked the back of the painting. It looked normal there, and there was no sign of hiding anything.

Then he observed the picture. The brushstrokes of the picture are delicate and the details are well portrayed, but Xiao Lan always feels that there must be something wrong in it. The "grandma" in the painting is obviously fatter than the reality.

Xiao Lan touched the screen, but still couldn't find any sign of hiding the key.

At this moment, the sound of opening the door suddenly came from outside.

Then "grandma" seemed to have a somewhat hurried voice: "Children, come and gather, put down everything you have on hand and come over now, don't let grandma wait for you!"

"When I count to ten, disobedient children will be punished, one..."

Xiao Lan frowned, this posture was as if she had rushed back to prevent him from inspecting the painting.

But there is nothing unusual about this painting now, why did she stop it

"Look at it." Luo's voice drew Xiao Lan's attention back. He followed Luo's fingers and saw that a painting on the wall was turning his eyes back.

These paintings are actually monitoring players!

"two… "

Xiao Lan's gaze fell on the setting sun that was gradually sinking by the window. Could it be that... the key does not appear until night? That's why the "grandma" hurriedly stopped him at this time.

I am afraid that the moment the three of them entered the room, these paintings had already notified "grandma", no wonder the time of "grandma"'s return was so precise.

The "grandma" is already urging, and there is still some time before the night, if they are "not obedient" now, "grandma" can attack them before the key appears, this time the punishment may not be only fifteen minutes.

At that time, it will be much more troublesome if you want to come back and retrieve the key that you don't know in what form.

"three… "

"Let's go." Xiao Lan said quickly, "Go to the assembly first, and look for opportunities next time."

The three hurriedly left the room and headed towards the door.

Before the last sound fell, Xiao Lan and the three came to the "grandma" position.

In addition to the three players Xiao Lan, Gu Jiangke, Hu Yue and the female player who had one eye missing, this is the total number of survivors in this game.

"Good kids, you are good kids..." Glancing at the rest of the players, "grandma" showed a kind smile, and when her gaze stayed on Xiao Lan, it seemed to be extended a little, but she didn't launch an attack.

"You must be very hungry if you haven't eaten at noon. Come, grandma will take you to dinner."

The players followed the grandma into the restaurant. Of course, the dinner was nothing special, it was still vegetables. The players glanced at Xiao Lan, inspired themselves with memories of hard struggle, and then gnawed at the leaves without complaint.

Oh, it smells so good.

After the meal, the players were also driven back to the room.

Today's story came extra late. When Luo awakened Xiao Lan, Xiao Lan had the illusion of getting enough sleep.

"Grandma"'s voice echoed in the corridor:

"Good boy, you will definitely like today's story."

"Have you ever noticed the crevices? Have you ever thought about what is hidden in those dark, deep crevices?"

"When you sleep, it is looking at you; when you eat, it is looking at you; when you walk, it is looking at you; when you are injured, it is looking at you; when When you died... it was still looking at you..."

"Hehe... Children, I wish you a good dream..."

Today's story is very strange. There are no protagonists, no miserable victims, no hints of ways to avoid ghosts, and it sounds extraordinarily endless.

After "grandma" finished telling this endless story, but did not leave as usual, she continued: "grandma is going out for a trip, and then she will bring friends to see you together. They are as kind as grandma. Elders, they will love you, ha ha ha..."

Xiao Lan thought: Should elders who are as kind as "grandma" ask them to come to the buffet

When the voice fell, the rustle of footsteps was far away.

At this time, Xiao Lan noticed that the sound of the iron gate closing has not sounded for a long time. Could it be that she didn't close the door this time

What does she want to do? Imply that players can move freely tonight, or is this a new trap

Everything feels like a mountain rain is coming.

Unlike the previous story, this time the story was finished, and nothing strange appeared in the room, but every gap seemed to bring a little unusual meaning.

As if there was a seemingly non-existent sight hovering over them.

Xiao Lan stood at the door, listening carefully to the movement outside—there was nothing.

It sounds safe.

He was about to open the door to take a look, but was stopped by Luo. Luo said in his ear with a voice that only two of them could hear: "Please leave it to me, sir."

Xiao Lan looked at him, Luo nodded, the expression on her face was very insistent.

Indeed, as a Luo Fei human, he is more suitable for the work of exploring unknown situations. It's just that Luo's behavior like this has a sense of protection, which makes Xiao Lan, who is accustomed to carrying it, feel a little uncomfortable.

He has always taken his own risks, and he played his own fate, and never implicated others.

Luo smiled and added: "Don't worry, I'll be fine, can you trust me a little bit more."

Xiao Lan relaxed: "Well, you are careful."

After Luo opened the door and went out.

Wang Teddy put on his clothes and came over: "How long have you known Filo?"

Xiao Lan recalled: "Let’s start from entering the game, how?"

Wang Teddy: "It's nothing, it just feels that you get along differently from other people's feelings."

Xiao Lan: "Is there? I don't feel anything at all."

"Actually, I'm a little scared of Filo." Wang Teddy scratched the little curly hair embarrassedly, "I always feel that he seems to have a different aura."

That kind of aura of life and death unique to a high-ranking person does not look like an ordinary player, and only slightly converges when he is next to Xiao Lan.

Wang Teddy always felt that Feiluo was definitely not a person in an ordinary industry before he entered the world. Maybe it was a big man behind the scenes of a major international organization. Xiao Lan was able to face him without changing his face. It was really amazing.

Xiao Lan recalled Luo's pride in buying a house and a car: "Yes, he is full of money..."

Wang Teddy: "..."

You wake up, I'm not talking about this!

Although he does seem to be rich...