I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games

Chapter 85: Metro Station No. 13 (2)

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Luo still kept a constant smile on the side, but it was through his elegant shell that Xiao Lan saw the joking expression implicit in his eyes.

Xiao Lan couldn't help giving him a look of "please don't talk".

The husband feels embarrassed and cute, Lommer thought in his heart.

After the first rich and honorable finished memorizing Xiao Lan's classic quotations, she still wanted to continue.

Xiao Lan hurriedly interrupted her: "Ah, she's doing well now, so she's fine. Really, don't worry about me."

"Okay..." After the first rich and honorable said something, she seemed to think of something, she asked Xiao Lan, "Oh yes, Brother Xiao, Xiaohe and I have all joined the cycle of reincarnation, the benefits are good, do you want to come too?"

"Reincarnation?" Xiao Lan frowned. Was it the reincarnation who was looking for him behind the scenes

The reincarnation that is said to be radical in action, and that is not easy to provoke in the existing player organization

This is the first time he has really come into contact with reincarnation, but it seems to be different from what he thought.

The first rich and honourable is completely unaware of Xiao Lan’s inner doubts: "Tell you that our reincarnation treatment is good, and will help take care of the family in reality, and pay five insurances and one housing fund. What kind of KPI is the usual salary? Forget it, if you perform well, there will be rewards in reality and in the world. If you die, there will be subsidies. Anyway, it will be regular and reliable."

Xiao Lan was surprised: "You still have KPIs, how do you calculate them?"

The first wealth: "It means submitting the props obtained from the usual copy, completing the designated material collection task, etc., there is a dedicated person responsible for the calculation, I don't understand it very well, I probably just do more to make a lot of money."

Xiao Lan also didn't expect that a large organization in reincarnation would have such a model. How did it sound like a social animal

It can be said to be quite tempting to take care of family members as a condition. Who in the world has no relatives? How can players not worry about what their family members will do after their death. After all, there are few people who are alone like Xiao Lan.

Using such conditions to recruit players and then let them use them in the game is a very clever way.

However, it takes a lot of financial resources to support so many people in reality.

After all, everything in the game has nothing to do with reality. Even if you are an advanced player, you still have to go back and eat instant noodles if you return to reality.

He asked: "Will Samsara contact you in reality?"

The first rich and honorable nodded. "Well, in reality, we are all in a big company and don't need to go to work, but the wages are paid on time. However, the boss never organizes us together in reality and never arranges tasks. Activities are still coming to the world."

She said the name of a company, it is really a famous company, and it is ranked in the world.

It seems that the identity of the boss of reincarnation may be extraordinary, either rich or expensive.

Xiao Lan was quite curious about this: "What kind of person is your boss?"

The first rich and honorable thought for a while: "Boss... He is very mysterious. I have never seen him. It feels like he is one and the same. You have to achieve everything you want. He has the breath of a tyrant. It is said that he has spent a lot of time and effort. To get a cat out of the game, because he likes it."

It sounds capricious, it seems there really is a tyrant style.

What does such a person have to do with Xiao Lan's father, Xiao Chengyan

Xiao Lan tentatively asked, "Rich, have you heard that Samsara has been looking for someone recently?"

The first rich and honorable shook his head: "No, our recent activities are still teaming up to brush dungeons or something. I haven't heard of any missing people... But I'm just an ordinary member. Maybe the high-level people have any plans, but they don't. Will tell me hahahaha."

Also, with this unreliable look, it is estimated that there will be no secret tasks to her.

The operating mode of Samsara seems to be different from general organizations. The members at the bottom seem to be ignorant of their boss's plans and goals. They are just working for Samsara in exchange for protection and care for their family members.

"Eh~ Brother Xiao, what will happen if you come to Samsara to build a backup! We will call you every day to ensure that you will be popular wherever you go." First wealthy asked expectantly.

Just imagine the scene where Xiao Lan was so embarrassed that he got goosebumps. He quickly turned off the topic: "Um... Or talk about what you found. How about here in the cab?"

"Hmm..." First Fortune was successfully distracted, she scratched her green hair, thought for a long time and finally suffocated a sentence: "Just... I can't drive..."

Xiao Lan: "..."

Rich and honorable, how did you become an intermediate player? Rely on iron and luck

Xiao Lan asked in a different way: "There is no one here after you open the door and come in, right? The car runs automatically, and pressing any key is useless?"

The first wealthy nodded: "Yes, that's it."

Xiao Lan looked at the track that was shrouded in darkness, and it seemed that controlling the train was not an effective method, and she didn't know where the train would take the player.

At this moment, the speed of the train began to slowly decrease, and light gradually appeared in the dark tunnel ahead, and then a platform appeared.

The platform is in the old industrial style. The masonry wall is directly exposed, and various pipes are staggered through the wall. There are basically no decorations, and it looks quite rough. It seems that the effect of ventilation and drainage is not good, moss grows in the cracks of the ground here, and there are even a lot of cracks in the bricks on the wall.

The dim old-fashioned chandelier flickered from time to time, making the platform look even more dilapidated.

Xiao Lan looked at the platform carefully, and the platform looked like a train without any human traces. But there was more rubbish on the ground, like old newspaper water bottles. Although it was still empty and quiet, there were at least some traces of human beings.

After a while, the train stopped.

The arrival announcement sounded: "The subway station No. 13 has arrived. Passengers who get off the train, please prepare in advance."

The door of the train also opened silently.

The empty trains and empty platforms are relatively silent, and it seems that players want to make a choice among them. Of course, if you think about it with your ass, you know that the content of the game can't be so simple, and even now it's not the time to make a choice.

Xiao Lan came out of the cab and walked towards the carriage behind, by the way, observing the opposite platform, Luo followed him as usual.

The first wealthy said that she would work hard to exercise her customs clearance ability in accordance with Xiao Ge's teachings, and could not rely on others for everything, so she did not follow Xiao Lan and the two forward together.

Although Xiao Lan felt a little embarrassed about this, she did not interfere with the other party's choice. After all, the No. 1 Rich and Noble looked unreliable, but she was indeed promoted to an intermediate player, and she must have her own way to clear the game.

It would be even better if she could forget things like Brother Xiao’s quotations...

As the two moved forward, the platform was still quiet, and there was no threat at all.

Xiao Lan's footsteps suddenly stopped.

"What's the matter?" Luo asked softly.

Xiao Lan stepped back and walked to the glass window that he had just glimpsed. A moment before, he saw the opposite platform on the reflection of the glass, but unlike what he saw with the naked eye, the platform clearly seemed to be full of people!

Although I couldn't see more things clearly at a glance, the crowded heads were definitely different from the empty station in front of me. There is also the feeling of being stared at that chills your back, you can't ignore it at all.

But when he returned again, there was nothing left.

In the reflection of the glass, the station is still dilapidated and empty, and there is no trace of people. The sound of water droplets from unknown sources spread into the train through the open door, which seemed very silent.

Seeing Xiao Lan staring at the glass, Luo's gaze also moved over, only to see a plain glass window.

Xiao Lan pointed to the glass window: "I saw a lot of people standing on the platform from the reflection of the glass just now. They just flashed past, like an illusion."

Luo didn't have the slightest doubt in his tone: "Since you see it, it must not be an illusion."

Xiao Lan turned his head and looked at the platform area reflected by the glass. There seemed to be some invisible danger under the calm surface.

His eyes fell near the open door.

In this kind of ancient station, there is no security door between the train and the platform, and a deep gap lies across the door like this, like a mouth to choose from.

"Die-Die-Die-"

The train sounded a warning to close the door, seemingly urging.

However, Xiao Lan was unmoved. He wanted to know how many stations the train would pass through, and what these stations were like. He didn't rush to explore the station in front of him for a while.

The other players on the train probably had the same thoughts as him. During this time, Xiao Lan did not see anyone getting off the train.

Under his gaze, the door of the train slowly closed. Taking advantage of the last moment when the door was closed, Xiao Lan took out a coin from [Unknown Child’s Piggy Bank] and tossed it towards the door. The coin fell on the ground. A crisp sound.

The train roared and drove into the darkness again.

Xiao Lan and Luo found a place to sit down and waited patiently.

Finally, there was light in the front again.

However-

"The subway station No. 13 has arrived. Passengers who get off the train, please prepare in advance."

After the door was opened, it turned out to be the same station! Xiao Lan looked outside, the same brick wall, the same old-fashioned chandelier, the same moss-covered brick cracks...

Under the dim light of the chandelier, there was a small piece of silver gleaming on the ground.

That was the coin that Xiao Lan had thrown away before, and it was still in its original position.

Xiao Lan and Luo looked at each other, and had an answer in their hearts. But the two still did not act rashly. They waited for the train's third arrival to determine the route of the subway.

The train drove into the darkness again, ushering in a new light.

"The subway station No. 13 has arrived. Passengers who get off the train, please prepare in advance."

The coin that had fallen before remained quietly in place.

The train was clearly moving forward, but it seemed to be stuck in a loop and passed the same subway station every time. It seems that it can only linger in a space and can never leave.

It's like—a ghost hits the wall.

It seems that if you want to find a way to leave, entering the platform is a necessary step, otherwise you can only linger on the train continuously.

"Let's go." Xiao Lan stood up after speaking and walked out directly.

The moment I stepped out of the car door, a gust of unknown wind blew by, bringing with it stale underground air, mixed with dust and musty, and mixed into an unpleasant smell.

After standing on the platform, Xiao Lan looked back in the direction of the train.

Many people were also on the train that was empty at the moment.

They lowered their heads and stared at the ground under their feet, their expressions numb, and their skin color was a dead gray without vitality. Like the figures on the glass reflectors that we saw before, these figures disappeared after only a moment. When the train closed the door and left, the inside was empty again.

Watching the train go away again, Xiao Lan turned around and stepped forward—

He picked up a coin on the ground and put it in his pocket.

For us poor people, a dollar is also a huge sum of money, good or not, maybe when it will be used for fighting.

When fighting with the landlord in 404 before, the wall was embedded with coins that could no longer be used, but it made him very heartbroken. The wall was not coins, but his poverty value of hundreds of thousands.