Chapter 96 - The Raffle Ticket Only a Fool Would Open

When Luo finished, the room was silent, and only Xiao Lan's breathing, which became sporadic, and Luo's disguised breathing, which did not change in frequency, could be heard faintly.

 

Their breaths intertwined, as if they were going to melt into one.

 

Luo's face was now so close to Xiao Lan's, his flawless features dominating all of his vision, that he could easily see himself reflected in Luo's pale golden eyes.

 

The eyes were wide and the expression was stiff, looking downright stupid.

 

No, this can't go on!

 

Alarm bells went off in Xiao Lan's head, his instinctive danger instincts telling him that something subversive might happen if he continued like this.

 

He reached out and put a hand on Luo's shoulder, putting distance between them.

 

Then he rolled out of the gap with a few lurching steps and ran quickly on his feet towards his bedroom.

 

"I've been fighting in the training ground for a long time today and I'm so tired I want to sleep now so I won't talk too much.

 

"Phew ...... phew ...... phew ......" Xiao Lan leaned against the door and breathed heavily, with the illusion.

 

He had barely caught his breath when Luo's unhurried voice came from the other side of the door, "May I give you a massage, sir?"

 

"No, no, no ...... no need ......" Xiao Lan replied with a shiver.

 

"So, say good night to you in advance." Luo's tone was as unmistakable as before.

 

"Late, good night ......" Xiao Lan was answering on instinct.

 

What was wrong with him today, when he had been closer to Luo in the copy? Hadn't he been looking at Luo's face for months? Why did it look different today?

 

Advertisement

Xiao Lan simply attributed the problem to the aftermath of listening to Qi Ning's story.

 

After all, the Buddha said that the seven sufferings of life are "birth, old age, sickness, death, resentment and hatred, love and separation, and the inability to seek", and Qi Ning's story accounts for half of them, and it is also a love story.

 

I guess it's better to listen to less stories and fight more in the future.

 

Fighting is good, fighting is good for your physical and mental health, and fighting makes you live a long life.

 

Xiao Lan slumped on the bed, his mind in turmoil, always thinking that today's coffee was too powerful and that he might have to lose sleep tonight.

 

A door away on the other side.

 

Looking at the closed door a short distance away, Luo's mouth remains elegant and proper, but there is an unsettling golden glint in his eyes.

 

He switched off the overhead light in the sitting room and sat back on the sofa.

 

Luo murmured softly in a volume only he could hear, "You can run away all you want, sir ...... but there will always be a part of me in your life."

 

In a darkened chamber, the dark predator with golden eyes waits patiently for the time when his prey, long in his net, will perceive the truth from which there has been no escape.

 

"I wish you good dreams, sir."

 

--

 

The next morning, Xiao Lan got up and after an awkward but polite greeting to Luo, he dashed out of the room and headed straight for the training ground.

 

Xiao Lan stood in a trance at the entrance to the training ground, which was still busy today, with players hurrying in and out with serious faces.

 

He quickly chose a training room, dove in and started training like crazy.

 

Advertisement

This time the opponent was an assassin.

 

He was dressed in black and wielded a short stab, and his movements were sharp, each stroke quick and fierce, and he would have killed Xiao Lan in an instant if he hadn't been careful.

 

A battle like this requires Xiao Lan's full attention to deal with it, just enough to leave him with no extra thoughts to think about anything else.

 

Xiao Lan was torn between life and death again and again during the intense battle, his nerves were stretched to the breaking point and he was left with big Little Xiao wounds.

 

At the same time, the Dalet's Bone was becoming more and more comfortable in his hands, and the battle was so enjoyable that the nagging emotions in his mind disappeared.

 

The bone blade swung out and cut the other man's throat with a single blow.

 

At the same moment, the opponent's short spike was sent into Xiao Lan's chest.

 

This handful of them go together.

 

Xiao Lan's body slowly fell to the ground, the wounds on his body began to repair themselves after the battle and his surroundings gradually recovered.

 

That's when he heard the system's voice.

 

"Poverty cannot limit my imagination, you have won [a raffle ticket that only a fool would open]"

 

His seemingly struck out skills finally dropped new props for him, which was a welcome sight.

 

What is this thing though? Why does the name carry an air of mockery.

 

Xiao Lan looks towards the prop that appears.

 

【Name: Raffle Ticket Only a Fool Would Open (Premium Prop, Bound)

 

Advertisement

[Ability: Scratch off raffle tickets to enter one raffle]

 

[Description: "Since I entered the raffle, my house is gone, my car is gone, my savings are gone, it's simply a scam!" -- So says an unknown person who has participated in the raffle]

 

With that description, who in their right mind would want to open this thing ......

 

But reading the description, Xiao Lan suddenly had a bold thought. Since it looked like he would get poorer the more he scratched, did that mean he could use this to gain poverty value?

 

He was already poor, what other crook could shake him?

 

Poor from the heart, Xiao Lan reached out and scratched off this raffle ticket.

 

"Fool you have been cheated and will lose the causal link to a fortune worth 1000w"

 

"Tick--, player Xiao Lan detected no room"

 

"Tick--, player Xiao Lan detected without a car"

 

"Tick--, player Xiao Lan has no deposits detected"

 

"Tic--, player Xiao Lan was detected without valuable items"

 

"......" The system seemed to fall into silence; it was rare to see such players who were so poor that they could not begin.

 

After a few moments of silence, the system prompt continues.

 

"A $10 million increase in poverty value is a small step for poverty, but a big step for Xiao Lan"

 

"Gain the Intelligence Reduction buff, the game NPC's rating of your intelligence is reduced by 20%, this effect takes effect the next time the player enters the game and will last for the entire game"

 

Advertisement

Xiao Lan: "......"

 

What happened to feeling like you were being mocked in a fancy way on all fronts, despite gaining poverty value?

 

Kam! Rubbish game sooner or later pills.

 

The only thing that the buff reduces is the NPC's evaluation of him, not his own ability to think, so it's not like he's really stupid.

 

For the sake of 1000w poverty value, it doesn't feel unacceptable.

 

With the addition of the 1000w of poverty, Xiao Lan feels like he's got some more power in his body and should continue to practice fighting next so he can get used to his current strength soon.

 

--

 

After a long day of sparring, Xiao Lan walked out of the training room to get some water and take a break.

 

He has a functional drink and is sitting outside the training room in the lounge area slowly sipping it.

 

At this point, a man called out to Xiao Lan from the side.

 

"Are you a mid-level player too?" The voice was clear and carried just the right amount of politeness.

 

Xiao Lan turned his head to see a tall, well-proportioned man, wearing a well-cut white shirt, very handsome, with the air of an advertising model, greeting him with a bright, clean smile.

 

Seems to be an easy person to please.

 

His body movements look relaxed at this point and he doesn't show the slightest hint of aggression.

 

Xiao Lan nodded at him, "Hello, how can I help you?"

 

Advertisement

The man smiled and said, "Hello, my name is Zhou Guangkai and I have just recently upgraded to intermediate level and wanted to find a player to practice against. I just happened to see you, so I took the liberty to come up and bother you."

 

You are reading story I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games at novel35.com

Xiao Lan thought it would be good to practice with players, he hadn't fought many of them yet, so he nodded and agreed, "My name is Xiao Lan, let's fight later."

 

When Xiao Lan agreed, Zhou Guangkai approached him and talked to him: "How did you feel after you upgraded to intermediate level? I'm not afraid to laugh, but I was in a mess for a while."

 

Xiao Lan thought about it, "It's okay, it's a bit more dangerous than the beginners."

 

Zhou Guangkai's eyes brought a little approval at the right time: "You're really something, are you all alone?"

 

Xiao Lan: "That's not true, I have a teammate and it's always a scare with him."

 

Zhou Guangkai looked surprised: "No danger? Ah, have you been injured?"

 

Xiao Lan nods.

 

Zhou Guangkai's eyes flashed a little bit of dissatisfaction: "Didn't your teammates protect you properly? How can you do that?"

 

After saying that he seemed to feel he was being a bit shallow in his dealings and added, "Don't get me wrong, I don't mean to say your teammates are bad, I just think it's unfair to you and you deserve better protection."

 

There seems to be a subtle sense of provocation in that tone.

 

Xiao Lan said, "It's okay, we won the game anyway."

 

What Zhou Guangkai wanted to say was blocked back: "......"

 

"Uh ...... yeah, it's good to win, you're good." A moment later Zhou Guangkai put his smile back on, "I'm so heartbroken you need to face these threats alone, if only I could protect you."

 

Xiao Lan gave him an inexplicable look, why was this guy weird?

 

Advertisement

What's the point of him coming in for protection?

 

Xiao Lan is not boasting, but with [Poverty Can't Limit My Imagination] and [Bones of Dalet], there are probably not many intermediate players who can beat him.

 

And this person does not seem to have the reserved and ascetic aura, nor the gracefulness and ease of demeanour of Luo.

 

Oh shucks, he's thinking about Luo again, stop it.

 

Zhou Guangkai softened his voice: "Don't think too much, I simply admire you and want to be your friend. I don't know if I have the qualifications, but if your teammates mind, forget it, I don't want to make it difficult for you."

 

His eyes were sincere, as if he was really thinking of Xiao Lan from the bottom of his heart.

 

"Let's fight first, come on." Xiao Lan, without considering the hidden meaning of the delicate euphemism in his opponent's words, got up and walked to the training room.

 

For him, it's a delivered opponent, fresh and currently alive and well.

 

It is not certain that there will be any energy left after a while.

 

Zhou Guangkai: "......"

 

Why is there a subtle sense of foreboding ......

 

Xiao Lan was the first to enter the training room, followed by Zhou Guangkai.

 

Zhou Guangkai stood in the middle of the field with an erect posture, looking very pleasing to the eye, and he smiled gently at Xiao Lan: "Come on, let's fight."

 

Xiao Lan's eyes brightened with joy, "Really?"

 

What's with the look on your face? Zhou Guangkai's heart was spreading, but he kept it steady, maintaining his sassy smile, "Of course, it's only a fight if you give it your all, isn't it?"

 

Advertisement

As he spoke, a ripple of water appeared at Zhou Guangkai's side, which appeared to be his way of fighting. The waves of water lift him up slightly, and behind his back he looks as if he has spread his wings, giving him a holy appearance.

 

He said it with a spontaneity that matched his excellent appearance and the charm he seemed to have in his posture at the moment.

 

Unfortunately, he was opposite a solid, human-shaped, self-propelled mallet.

 

In Xiao Lan's hand, a white stick appeared out of thin air, which looked ordinary and unadorned, like the most common prop.

 

Zhou Guangkai was quietly relieved that Xiao Lan was not going to greet him with a fancy prop.

 

That should save face ...... ！！！！！

 

No sooner had he finished the thought in his mind than he saw Xiao Lan lunge towards him with a jaw-dropping speed, the white stick in his hand a mere white streak in the air.

 

Zhou Guangkai hurriedly moved the water waves to form a shield in front of him, trying to block Xiao Lan's attack.

 

"Boom..."

 

The life of the shield lasted less than half a second before it shattered into a mist of water under Xiao Lan's force.

 

Xiao Lan's movements continued as [Bone of Dalet] struck Zhou Guangkai's body with unrelenting force.

 

Zhou Guangkai was so shocked that he rushed to drop down and narrowly escaped from Xiao Lan's stick with the force of the water under his feet.

 

"Boom..."

 

Another bang.

 

When Zhou Guangkai looked back, he saw that the pillar behind where he had been standing before had been smashed by Xiao Lan's stick, looking as if it had been made of clay.

 

Advertisement

What a strange power! Zhou Guangkai's heart was in shock.

 

However, he soon had no time to be shocked by the rest, as Xiao Lan was already lunging at him again with his stick.

 

Zhou Guangkai is trying to escape again.

 

However, in a moment of distraction, he had missed his best chance to dodge, and Xiao Lan's stick landed solidly on his body just as he turned sideways -

 

Swung him straight out.

 

"Boom..."

 

Zhou Guangkai was like a baseball that had been hit, flying straight out for several metres and ending up crashing hard into the wall at the other end of the training room.

 

His body slid helplessly down the wall, and the moment he was struck Zhou Guangkai felt as if he had seen the distant stars, glimpsed the mystery of the origin of the universe and the emergence of life.

 

Is this guy practicing the dog fighting technique ......

 

Zhou Guangkai fell to the ground feeling that his limbs had been disconnected from his brain. Wouldn't it be nice to have a dinner date?

 

Never again will you have to tease people with your handsome look when you fight.

 

Zhou Guangkai turns to Xiao Lan, expecting to see an apologetic look on his face and then an opportunity to get a little closer, but instead he is met with a scene that sends his guts into the air.

 

Xiao Lan was surprisingly charging towards him, the stick in his hand raised once more.

 

Shit! Do you have any compassion left!!!

 

At this moment, Zhou Guangkai really knows what it means to say "you could die if I hit you with this stick".

 

Advertisement

"Stop, stop, stop -, I admit defeat, I admit defeat!!!" Zhou Guangkai hurriedly said, afraid that if he spoke any slower, he would really be beaten into a puddle of mud.

 

Xiao Lan retracted his weapon with some regret, he had actually held back and not switched to his blade form, otherwise Zhou Guangkai would have been sliced in half and he would have put away his Dalet flame.

 

He looked at Zhou Guangkai, who didn't seem to be a melee type with such a fragile body.

 

Alas, it was not enjoyable.

 

Zhou Guangkai looked at Xiao Lan's regretful expression and was about to vomit blood. Regret that you didn't find a chance to beat me to death?

 

Xiao Lan then waved at Zhou Guangkai: "It was nice to meet you, we'll play again sometime, see you later."

 

Having said that, he turned and walked towards the door of the training room.

 

Zhou Guangkai tried to squeeze out a smile, "Bye, you ...... are so good, I really ...... envy you, can you teach me?"

 

Xiao Lan sums up his experience: "If you're a vegetable, go practice."

 

After Xiao Lan's back disappeared, Zhou Guangkai, lying on the ground, finally spat out a mouthful of old blood.

 

Who wants to see you again? No more! Never to be seen again!!!

 

And what do you mean go practice if you're a rookie, are you mocking me!!!

 

He took out his contact prop in grief and cried out when the other party picked up, "Boss!!! This guy is a fucking animal!!! He's a fucking animal! Shit!!! Looks like he'll be single for life!!!"

 

"I have suffered a serious work-related injury! I want to apply for psychiatric treatment!!!"

 

"Poof..." In a fit of grief and anger, Zhou Guangkai spat out another mouthful of blood and simply fainted.

 

Advertisement

The reincarnation boss who didn't get a chance to say a word across the table: "......"

 

Look what he did to his Brother Xiao, with this bloodied face.

You can find story with these keywords: I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games, Read I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games, I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games novel, I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games book, I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games story, I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games full, I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games Latest Chapter