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Chapter 4 I have a bold idea
Under Lin Yan's control, everyone barely suppressed the fear in their hearts and moved towards the location of the warehouse. On the way, no one of the players spoke, the atmosphere was very stagnant, and the shadow and fear of death lingered for a long time.
Coming to the door of the warehouse, the door of the warehouse is a thick steel plate door, and the key is missing.
Lin Yan pointed at the remaining three men, Xiao Lan, the flower-armed gangster, and the couple, and said, "You three, find something to smash the door open."
The couple man was a little wary: "Does breaking the door count as... a foul?"
Hearing this, everyone remembered the scene where the middle-aged bald man was engulfed by the elevator after three warnings. Their scalps felt numb for a while, and even the flower-armed gangster who found a steel pipe and was about to do it stopped his movements.
When Lin Yan heard this, he stared at him coldly: "I said, if you cooperate with me, I will help you. Don't forget, whose advice you relied on in the last round of selection! "
Looking at Lin Yan's eyes, the couple man couldn't help shrinking. Now they are under the protection of Lin Yan. If they lose their value, this seasoned old player may abandon him without hesitation. He looked at his girlfriend, gritted his teeth, and turned to look for tools.
Xiao Lan pretended to be looking for a tool, turned around and left the crowd, and asked in a weak voice, "Luo, do you know the punishment for destroying the scene?"
[As far as I know, destroying the scene will attract the attention of the boss and increase the risk of death for the player. When the damage level exceeds 30%, the boss has a chance to directly attack the player]
[According to your current strength, sir, I think this kind of behavior can be called—killing]
Following Xiao Lan's footsteps, dark handwriting appeared on the ground, and the word "death" was specially bolded.
Xiao Lan: "..." You are really an honest little friend.
After a while, an overturned cabinet appeared in sight.
Xiao Lan stepped forward, opened the cabinet door and searched carefully. Suddenly he reached out and took a small box, with a sly smile on his face: "It's fine if you don't break it."
Back in the direction of the crowd.
Lin Yan looked at Xiao Lan's empty hands, and his tone was a little stern: "Why don't you take tools? The three of you are responsible for everyone's lives. Do you want everyone to be unable to pass the customs?"
The people around looked at Xiao Lan with a bit of dissatisfaction, as if Xiao Lan owed them a big favor and then returned the favor. Only the short-haired girl who handed Xiao Lan the paper before gave Lin Yan a complicated look and then lowered her head.
Hearing this, Xiao Lan laughed instead: "Since everyone values their own lives so much, how can they rest assured that they are handed over to the three of us who are not relatives and not friends? Why don't we all go together?"
After saying that, he looked around at the group of people.
The people who looked at him were a little embarrassed to avoid his sight. Everyone knows in their hearts that if you smash the door, you don't know what will happen. You can stand on the commanding heights of morality and push others to die. Why do they want to do it yourself.
Lin Yan frowned: "What do you mean?"
"I mean, time is limited, don't waste it on this stupid and dangerous behavior." After speaking, Xiao Lan stood directly in front of the warehouse door and took out the paper clip in her pocket.
Lin Yan: "You want to pick the lock? How can the lock in the warehouse be so easy to open, don't waste everyone's time."
"That's right, the female shopping guide didn't say that breaking the door would be a foul."
"I think he just doesn't dare to go."
"Young people these days are getting worse and worse. In our era, everyone was diligent."
Xiao Lan turned a deaf ear, reached out and straightened one end of the paper clip, and then slightly bent the front end into a 90-degree turn. Then insert the folded paper clip into the keyhole.
Three seconds later—with a click, the door opened.
There seemed to be the crisp sound of cold slaps mercilessly slapped on the big face repeatedly in the air.
Everyone was shocked by this operation, and their eyes were full of emotions such as "Fuck...", "Why are you so skilled", "May I ask what you do?"
Xiao Lan stood up, pushed open the warehouse door, and turned around to ask Lin Yan, "What did you say?"
"..." Lin Yan adjusted his glasses and walked into the warehouse with a gloomy expression on his face.
The lights in the warehouse are also dim and dusty. Everyone still split up. In order to facilitate communication with Luo, Xiao Lan chose a direction where no one was around to explore alone.
Luo's elegant and well-defined handwriting appeared:
[Sir, did poverty make you have some unspeakable part-time jobs at night? 】
Xiao Lan said with an unbearable expression of the past: "You don't understand that after losing the key, you decide whether the last two dollars should go with the key or buy instant noodles. Since I learned to open the lock, I will never forget it. Don't worry about it."
[...It's an inspiring story]
Xiao Lan smiled and continued to look for clues.
The shelves in the warehouse are chaotically placed, and many items of different categories are mixed together, barely looking neat. There is still a thick layer of dust on it, and when it is turned a little, the dust is immediately churned in the air. It seems that the people who usually manage the warehouse are very careless.
Thinking about it carefully, it would be strange if Brother Zhang Dong could work hard.
I don't know what the conditions are for coming to the world to select a boss. The shopping guide lady seems to be more dedicated to her job than he is, and she is also very cruel. According to the rules of the workplace, maybe one day the shopping guide lady can counterattack and become the boss.
Suddenly, a strong bloody smell came from the front.
Xiao Lan quickly stepped forward to check, a person appeared in the shopping cart in the warehouse for some unknown reason, with a person folded.
According to the size of the shopping cart, it is not difficult to fit into one person. But the reason why this scene is uncomfortable is that this person is completely folded, like a towel, stacked layer by layer, regardless of whether the human body can reach this level.
Seeing that she was one of the three female students, her head was folded below, and she couldn't tell who it was. Blood was dripping from the shopping cart at the moment.
Xiao Lan carefully looked at the situation around her. The shelves had passed by, and the boxes placed on them had been turned over in a mess. Judging from the fingerprints on the dust, it was the girl's hand.
It was probably that the girl's behavior of rummaging through the shelves to find clues triggered the death condition, and Xiao Lan and her were only separated by a few shelves, but she didn't hear any sound, so she died quietly.
"Wenwen!" A girl exclaimed.
Xiao Lan turned her head and saw that it was the short-haired female student who had handed the paper. Her face was pale, and her expression was terrified. The three girls who appeared together were now alone, and she could no longer remain calm.
The short-haired girl squatted on the ground in horror, holding her head in her hands and shaking constantly, mumbling something in her mouth.
Xiao Lan was a little worried: "Are you okay?"
The short-haired girl lowered her head and did not respond.
Xiao Lan took two steps forward, but found that she was shaking even more, so she had no choice but to stop: "Don't be nervous, I'm not going to come near you. Listen, she probably triggered the death condition because of rummaging the shelves. If you want to survive, remember Live that. And don't spoil the scene, it also increases the risk of death."
Although the short-haired girl didn't raise her head, she still nodded slightly.
Seeing this, Xiao Lan left first. In this world, life and death are only a matter of an instant. No one knows whether they will die for some inexplicable reason in the next instant. The same is true for Xiao Lan. Everyone must do their best for their own lives.
Telling the short-haired girl about the conditions of death was considered to be repaying the help she gave Xiao Lan before.
If this girl is at a loss, even if she is saved this time, she will die in the next death crisis. Hope she can cheer up, people can only save themselves.
Xiao Lan continued to move forward, and searched several shelves one after another but found nothing.
When passing by a shelf, the gloomy feeling of being watched by something came back. He stopped and looked around. There was a large shadow at the bottom of each shelf, and it was difficult to tell what was hidden inside.
In order not to disturb the things in the dark, Xiao Lan calmly wrote on the envelope with his fingers:
[Luo, can you help me explore the surroundings?]
【At your service, sir】
The black shadow spread out from the envelope, spreading from Xiao Lan's feet to the surrounding area. The range was not large, only about two meters.
Xiao Lan moved forward slowly along with Luo's investigation.
【here】
Luo marked an arrow below a certain shelf.
Xiao Lan quietly approached the shelf, pretending to be looking for clues. Unexpectedly, what was inside was unexpectedly sensitive, and the moment he felt Xiao Lan approaching, it flashed sensitively, trying to escape in other directions.
Unexpectedly, a strong darkness melted into its shadow, making its movements sluggish, and Xiao Lan, who was rushed over, kicked it flying and rolled a few times on the ground.
It was a pitch-black monster, the length of a cat, smooth without eyes, and sharp fingernails on two human-like palms.
The monster waved its sharp claws angrily, and the sharp claws flickered with cold light, exuding a heart-pounding coldness, and with one claws, they scratched deep marks on the cement floor.
If a person is slapped in the claws, I am afraid it is not just a problem of skin and flesh.
The monster was clearly invisible, but it faced Xiao Lan with precision. It barked its teeth towards Xiao Lan and attacked with its sharp claws as fast as lightning.
【gentlemen! Run and stop me—]
Luo's words were not finished yet, but he saw Xiao Lan flying towards the monster's face. The movements were extremely skilled, and at first glance, he was a person full of stories.
Immediately after the sound of "bang", it slammed into the wall heavily, and the monster struggled a few times, but did not move at all.
The system prompt appears: "You killed the shulker."
Xiao Lan stepped forward, picked up the monster's body and looked at it: "This thing is called a latent shadow?"
Luo seems to be in a complicated mood, and his words are a bit stuck:
[Yes, according to my memory, this is a monster that can hide in the shadows, monitor or... assassinate. For novice players, the chance of death against it is over 97.6%]
Xiao Lan: "Is it... so powerful? I just kicked it."
[Perhaps your physique has been strengthened by skills]
Xiao Lan then remembered his own [Poverty cannot limit my imagination]. It seems that the passive effect is to enhance the player's physical fitness according to the poverty level, and he doesn't know how far he has reached.
Shouldn't his style of painting be changed to chopping bricks with bare hands, breaking walls through his forehead, and breaking boulders in his chest...
After imagining it, Xiao Lan thinks this is too...
Because of the previous movement, a cardboard box that had not been placed in the shelf fell off the shelf. The light bulbs inside fell to the ground. Several of them fell on Xiao Lan and bounced off him, landing on the ground. smashed to pieces.
Then the system prompt appeared: "The destruction of the scene props attracted Zhang Dong's attention a little."
Xiao Lan: "..."
That counts on my head too! To be fair, they fell off by themselves. This kind of behavior is called touching porcelain. The kind that sends you online and makes you an internet celebrity in minutes. When you come to the world and touch porcelain, no one cares!
Xiao Lan turned her head and said, "Luo, do you have a function similar to a driving recorder?"
【Face the truth, sir】
Immediately afterwards, another system prompt appeared: "The poverty value has increased by 1,000, and Xiao Lan is so poor that even the poor are so poor."
Seeing this line of words, Xiao Lan's eyes lit up: "I have a bold idea."
[Murder and arson gold belt?】
Xiao Lan: "Let's be a little more euphemistic, we can call him - the method of robbing the rich to help the poor, robbing the boss of the rich to help the poor. Of course, I will talk about it after my fighting or escaping ability improves. If I demolish the warehouse now to increase the poverty value,It may be chased by Zhang Dong to every corner of the world."
【Even in hell, I will be with you】
Xiao Lan said: "Thank you, but can you have a little confidence in me..."
It sounds like the last words of generosity before his death.
The author has something to say:
Xiao Lan's imagined future:
Luo: We passed by the precious land today, but unfortunately we ran out of entanglements. hope everyone who has money will support the money field, and those who have no money will support the personal field!
Then Xiao Lan performed a big boulder on the chest.
Folks: Good!!another one!