I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games

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Chapter 101 - DEATH Games Studio

Xiao Lan glanced at the time, which was a little over half an hour before 2:44.

 

What they know about the game now comes from that boss, and there is no information related to the way to pass the game in what the other player said, so obviously the players need to explore it themselves.

 

Because of the relatively small scope of the game scenario this time, they agreed to share the clues with each other when the time came in order to avoid any internal conflict between them over the clues, after all, their real rivals were still the game.

 

It is difficult to say whether they will hide from each other.

 

Without further delay, the players left the office and started exploring in their own way.

 

Throughout the work area, there were several rooms in addition to the three offices where the players were located. Those rooms were locked and there were no signs on them, making it impossible to tell from the outside exactly what they were used for.

 

Hua Bei pulled a key out of his pocket, which he had found in the reception area; the key was not marked but was supposed to be a spare key used to open these rooms.

 

He was crouching in the doorway of the room trying one by one, but with little luck, several attempts failed to line up with the door in front of him.

 

At that moment Hua Bei saw someone approaching from the doorway of the next room out of the corner of his eye.

 

Xiao Lan stepped forward and stood in the doorway. He did not see any movement, but he easily put a wire into the lock hole, moved it slightly, and then the locked door opened as if he was holding the real door key.

 

Watching Xiao Lan and Luo enter the door with ease, Hua Bei stares at the keys in his hand...

 

What do I, what do I, what do I want with you!

 

--

 

The office Xiao Lan entered was very small, with only one workstation and a lot of stuff piled up in a mess, a pile of papers here, a pile of snacks there, headphones, cables, stationery and lipstick all haphazardly packed together.

 

It looks like it would belong to a woman who is not very tidy.

 

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There is a thin layer of dust on everything and it looks like no one has touched it for some time.

 

He picked up the lipsticks lying on the table and looked at them, "Is there a difference between these colours? Aren't they all red?"

 

"Sir, this one is called rusty red, that one is tomato and the other one in your hand is a positive red." So says Luo, who has made a profound study of human society and fashion.

 

Xiao Lan gave Luo a look of admiration and put down the lipsticks with some awe, girls are amazing in a way.

 

Then his eyes fell on a note with an elaborate cover on the table.

 

Originally Xiao Lan thought there would be some information in here, but it turned out that it was full of transcriptions of various "three day fasting diet", "enzyme diet" and "soy diet "......

 

Xiao Lan moves her eyes to the mountain of snacks she has just seen and looks at this serious copy of her diet notes.

 

Xiao Lan wonders, "Is this girl trying to lose or gain weight?"

 

Luo: "It's probably called a battle that many women will continue for the rest of their lives."

 

Looking at this messy office gives Xiao Lan a bit of a headache.

 

Next to him, Luo went straight up and sat down on the seat.

 

The seat was adjusted to the height of a girl, and Luo looked a bit cramped sitting in it. He turned on the computer in his office, which also had a pile of documents, photos and folders on the desktop, just like the one outside.

 

It's dizzying to look at.

 

The two trudged through a pile of icons to find the chat software and searched through the vast sea of groping content.

 

A chat transcript was finally found.

 

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The person chatting is the owner of this computer, her position is administrative and the person she is chatting with is a receptionist on her position identification, so it seems that this studio was relatively well staffed in the past.

 

Liu Bing - Admin: Have you heard anything about the new game from our studio?

 

Wang Meng Light - Receptionist: What's up? Tell me about it, I don't have much to do lately and I'm bored out of my mind every day.

 

Liu Bing - Admin: I heard that something weird happened from the day the playtest demo came out.

 

Liu Bing - Administration: We don't have a testing team, it's the R&D guys who do the testing themselves.

 

Wang Meng Light - Front Desk: Don't they do the same thing when they are scolded by the boss? [dog head].

 

Liu Bing - Administration: ......[sweat]

 

Liu Bing - Admin: That must have been different, the very same night the art hanged itself in the lounge!

 

Liu Bing - Administration: She was wearing a red dress and the owner didn't dare to say anything, for fear of being missed by the media, so he had the body carried away overnight.

 

Wang Meng Light - Front Desk: hiss ...... is saying that she hasn't been seen for days and is really dead, huh?

 

Liu Bing - Administration: Really, the money for the family's appeasement is still paid out from my side.

 

Liu Bing - Administration: It wasn't over yet, the next day someone else had an accident.

 

Wang Meng Light - Front Desk: [Alarmed] Who?

 

Liu Bing - Admin: Planning, supposedly died of shock. And ...... he bit off all his fingers in one gulp before he died, and his mouth was so full of finger crumbs when he died that the people who cleaned up the body threw up.

 

Wang Meng Light - Front Desk: I ...... I'm not very good at the whole ......

 

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Wang Meng Light - Front Desk: Wait! A few of the program's big brothers have also been missing for a few days, so I don't think ......

 

Liu Bing - Admin: Well, dead too.

 

Liu Bing - Admin: Several of them got together and one of them found a sink and drowned himself.

 

Wang Meng Light - Front Desk: this is too ...... who is so hard on themselves ......

 

Wang Meng Light - Front Desk: Is there really a ghost?

 

Liu Bing - Admin: People shouldn't be able to do such things, and the surveillance didn't even pick up anyone else.

 

Wang Meng Light - Receptionist: So that's why I haven't had much to do lately?

 

Liu Bing - Administration: We may have to lose our jobs.

 

Liu Bing - Admin: But I'm going to quit before I lose my job and leave today, the dog's life is at stake.

 

Wang Meng Light - Front Desk: Sister, wait for me!!!

 

The chat ends abruptly here and it seems that the two ran away as they said they would. Perhaps that's why there was so much stuff in this office, and the administration probably didn't pack at all in their haste when they left.

 

The game being talked about here would be Crypt.

 

But what about the way the chat log talks about death, which is different from the death caused by concealment that the boss said before?

 

Xiao Lan stared at the chat on the screen and could tell from the messages in the chat that all the questions started from the test demo of the game.

 

But nothing related to the game demo could be found on the computers to which the players were assigned; their computers and offices were as good as new, with no traces left by their predecessors.

 

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It seems that the clues related to the game must start with those employees who were involved in previous accidents.

 

At this point, Luo reached out and fished a piece of paper out from under a keyboard stuffed with takeaway adverts and discount coupons.

 

He took one look at it and handed the piece of paper to Xiao Lan: "Look at this, sir."

 

Xiao Lan reached out and took it. The paper looked like it had been torn out of some kind of notebook, a bit blood-soaked, with a lot of inexplicable words written at the end of it, all crossed out.

 

Only one sentence remains ["He who comes from nowhere goes to where he returns"].

 

The handwriting is so ugly that it is reminiscent of Luo's drawing skills.

 

Xiao Lan's brow furrowed: "It's "He who comes from nowhere goes back to nowhere" again."

 

It's the same content as the game hints, but it's also just as baffling as the game hints.

 

What exactly is this phrase referring to?

 

Xiao Lan turned the paper over and there was nothing else behind it.

 

But since it's something related to a game tip, let's call it a clue.

 

The two men put the pieces of paper away and left this office.

 

--

 

By this time the office door next door had opened.

 

When Xiao Lan and Luo walk in, there is already a person sitting in front of the computer in this office, the figure is blocked by the screen and it is impossible to see who it is for a while.

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Xiao Lan reached out and knocked on the door as a warning that someone was coming in.

 

The person in front of the computer looked up at the sound of the voice, and Xiao Lan met Hua Bei's lifeless face.

 

What's wrong with you, you look like you've been hit hard? Xiao Lan is a bit confused.

 

"Ah ......"

 

An indescribable sound suddenly came out of the stereo, echoing between the three men at the moment, and suddenly there was an additional atmosphere in the air called awkwardness.

 

Hua Bei turned off the video that made the sound with a face that was so lifeless, and continued to click on the next one.

 

Another indescribable sound, this time with a rather large number of people by the sound of it.

 

The battle was fierce and exciting to watch.

 

Xiao Lan: "......"

 

Did this guy look like a herbivorous man, but turned out to be a hidden carnivore?

 

"Ugh ......" Hua Bei let out a helpless sigh as he rubbed his hands through his hair in an affected manner, "You guys are also, also here for clues, right?"

 

Xiao Lan says: "Well ......"

 

Hua Bei stood up and pointed at his computer and complained: "This, this guy's computer is full of little, little, little, little, porno! It's named 'Meeting Minutes 197' and 'Work Inspiration 24', and it's mixed in with the real videos. ...... "

 

"I've been looking for three discs, how many has he played?" Hua Bei felt like throwing up for the first time watching a little film, and felt that after this playground was over, he might just have to live a life of peace and quiet.

 

Xiao Lan walks up and looks at the whole disk full of video files and feels a headache. Few of them had been sifted through by Hua Bei and were actually related to game making.

 

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What is it about the staff at this studio, is it so stressful to work overtime?

 

Hua Bei: "No, not only that, you guys look, look at his chat logs."

 

Xiao Lan went up and clicked on a group and read what this account had to say.

 

Windy Scholar - Jo: Told you guys she always talks to me, she must like me.

 

Sassy Scholar - Jo: Oops, she has a boyfriend, how could I possibly do such a thing.

 

Windy Scholar - Zhao: Actually, it is not incomprehensible for a woman to cheat, after all, I am so good.

 

风流书生-赵: Revised the plan a few more times so that she could meet with me a few more times. Ugh ...... seeing her working overtime because of this, my heart hurts oh so much.

 

Sassy Scholar - Jo: Damn, why did she go on another date with her boyfriend!!!

 

Windy Scholar - Jo: She must be disgusted with my lack of money!!!

 

Windy Scholar - Zhao: Damn, women are just hypocritical !!!!

 

Xiao Lan: "......"

 

How did this hallucinatory speech sound familiar? It reminded him of the boss Zhang Dong, who was far away from the novice field, and they must have had a lot in common if they could have met.

 

Talking about your fantasies while getting a cephalexin to go with your drink.

 

What kind of talent is this planner, and does it really matter what kind of game this kind of person makes?

 

With 2:44 approaching and too much spam on the computer, they split up, Hua Bei continuing to fight with the computer while Xiao Lan and Luo checked the contents of the office first.

 

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The curator's office is much more accessible and easier to find.

 

Soon they found a miserable looking notebook.

 

The notebook looked as if it had been mercilessly ravaged, the whole thing was askew, partially torn off to the naked eye, and most noticeably stained with blood.

 

Combined with what the administration said earlier, the fact that the planner bit off his own finger when he died, the notebook looks suspicious.

 

The first thing that strikes me when I open the notebook is that the writing is so damned ugly.

 

Xiao Lan took out the paper he had just picked up in the administration office and, in contrast, it was ugly as hell. It seemed that the one they had picked up had been written by the same planner.

 

The preceding are all notes on inspiration.

 

[Cannon Fodder, let's use the boss as a prototype and let him die a miserable death]

 

[The protagonist must have a girl, two is not enough, three it is]

 

[The protagonist should have a lot of Brother Xiao]

 

The line [The main character can cultivate immortality] is crossed out, followed by a few words [Who is the boss to scold me and say I'm messing around]

 

Xiao Lan: "......"

 

If we really go on with this planning, the game will be finished sooner or later.

 

It was a moment when Xiao Lan suddenly took the boss's side and cursed well.

 

Further on, there are scattered inspirations, interspersed with the occasional dirty joke, which Xiao Lan automatically ignores.

 

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Turning to the back, the notebook's already sorry-looking handwriting became more and more scribbled, not even on the blank new page, and just stacked up with what had been written before, making it almost illegible: the

 

[It's out of the game!!!]

 

[Cain is real, what to do!!!]

 

[It's killing us! We are the ones who created it! Why?

 

[**is dead]

 

The two words covered in blood, Xiao Lan guesses that they are the name of the art, after all she was the first to die.

 

[No, I can't die]

 

[Oh yes I devised a way to send it away earlier!!! Surely it will save lives!!!]

 

[Too good to be true--]

 

The writing suddenly broke off, the nib drawing a long trailing trail across the paper, and the space on the paper was next almost filled with blood.

 

Just looking at the page gives you the creeps.

 

One can imagine a man writing furiously under a lamp late at night, the expression on his face changing from one of fear and anxiety to one of hope. He is trying to save himself when, in a flash, he is controlled by unknown forces and bites off his finger hard.

 

In the end, he was scared alive in despair.

 

The first thing Cain does when he comes from the game to reality is to try to kill the few people who created him, for reasons unknown.

 

Xiao Lan guessed that back then, Cain had just appeared and was still too weak to do what he does now, killing and erasing traces as silently as he does now, while the Cain that has appeared to the player now is far more powerful than then.

 

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Then perhaps it killed the one who created it in order to strengthen itself.

 

This is not good news, what if this guy can upgrade even if he kills players?

 

Xiao Lan noticed the words "the way to send it away" and quickly flipped backwards to try and find a way to restrain the creature.

 

Only to find that a few sheets had been torn out of the back section.

 

Luo pointed to the torn-out mark on one of the pages and said, "The shape, it matches the one we just found."

 

Xiao Lan took it out for comparison, and it was!

 

Then "he who comes from nowhere goes back to where he came from" should be one of the elements that sends the demons away, but the other parts are still missing, and this one alone is not enough.

 

The three men could not yet get excited.

 

"Thud - thud - thud - thud -"

 

Just then, the familiar bell rang.

 

Xiao Lan received a message from his boss on his work phone.

 

[Xiao Lan, come to Conference Room 2, I need to talk to you]

 

The mobile phones of Luo and Hua Bei are quiet beside him.

 

It seems that this time, the only one of the three to draw a ghost card was Xiao Lan.

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