These blood chips were automatically attributed to Xiao Lan the moment they appeared in front of him. Whether he took it or not, the effect was the same.

"Ding-dong-"

"Warning, the player's current risk of death has reached 60%"

Listening to the system's ruthless death risk warning, Xiao Lan's heart was full... I have a swear word that I don't know whether to say it or not.

He looked at the three people who were expressionless because they had no faces in front of him, and wondered if they were cheating while his attention was being distracted.

At this time, Xiao Lan missed Luo very much. If Luo was by his side, he would probably be able to settle these small situations.

It's a pity that Luo can only lie on his back now, quietly acting as his new year's little pig.

With a 60% risk of death, Xiao Lan now has to be extra careful every step of the way. Maybe he will soon feel the malice of the world.

At this point, Xiao Lan doesn't plan to continue this poker game anymore.

It seems that because of the 60% death probability bonus, there are far more humanoids who choose to pounce on Xiao Lan than Wu Ting.

He pressed the card table with both hands, and with a forceful lift, he lifted the entire table up, looking very rogue and unreasonable. The mahjong scattered all over the ground, causing the dolls who rushed towards him to slip under the feet, and suddenly fell into a ball.

When the three players saw this, they also knew that their peaceful exchange was over, and they all stood up and attacked Xiao Lan. It fully demonstrates the audacity to kill you under the poker table if you can't beat you at the poker table.

Xiao Lan also unceremoniously, took out [this is a dagger full of poison] and turned to face him.

Sideways flashed the fist of the male card friend, Xiao Lan's backhand was a knife, leaving a deep knife mark on his face without facial features.

If it was a person, half of his head might have flown out, but unfortunately this guy is not a person, he turned his head and was still alive and kicking.

At the same time, don't know what the principle of these humanoids is. They can obviously move and have consciousness, but when they attack, the dagger does not trigger a poison reminder, as if they are just a pile of dead objects.

Perhaps it was the reason why they were controlled by spirit bodies and the dagger couldn't physically attack them, Xiao Lan guessed.

However, although there is no poison, the sharpness of the dagger itself is still considerable.

Cutting off the arm that was besieging the doll with one knife was no problem. Xiao Lan shuttled through the pile of humanoids, and each attack left twisted hands and feet, making it impossible for the humanoids to get close.

Xiao Lan punched the doll who was trying to sneak attack, but unexpectedly heard the system prompt:

"Poverty can't limit my imagination, get [the piggy bank of an unknown child]"

【Name: piggy bank of unknown children】

[Ability: You can withdraw coins indefinitely]

[Explanation: I don't know which adult without a conscience actually stole the child's piggy bank]

Xiao Lan: "..."

He suspected that he was being mocked by the prop.

In the mood that these coins might be of any use, Xiao Lan took out a coin while beating the human figure.

"Get one dollar coin, reduce poverty value by 10,000"

Xiao Lan: "..."

To be reasonable, this is obviously just a dollar coin, it has no special function at all, why is it worth 10,000! Trash games lie to me about poverty value!

Xiao Lan threw this thing into the storage space, expressing that he did not want to speak, and smashed a hexagonal head that appeared next to him with his backhand.

More and more human figures poured in from the open door, and they made the room more and more crowded, and Xiao Lan and Wu Ting gradually felt that they could not use it.

Xiao Lan took the time to ask Wu Ting, "What did you do to stab people? How come there are so many."

Wu Ting kicked out the two human figures: "Probably because I'm so beautiful, I'm jealous."

Xiao Lan rolled her eyes: "What are you jealous of? Are you jealous that you can wear a skirt?"

Wu Ting glanced at him: "Do you have any opinion, do you want to share one with you?"

Xiao Lan quickly shook his head: "Thank you, no need, gentlemen don't take people's favor."

"How do you know if you don't try?" Wu Ting swept out the sharp blade and eliminated several human figures in front of him. "Maybe, it will open the door to a new world."

Xiao Lan grabbed the card friend and threw it at the humanoid group as a weapon, but refused: "It's better to keep this door locked forever."

Wu Ting clicked his tongue, and returned him a charming white eye, even forgetting the false voice: "Superficial."

Don't say, this guy's original voice is quite Su, and I don't know why he has embarked on such a road of no return.

As more and more human figures fell, a layer of hands, feet or other parts accumulated on the ground, making it inconvenient for everyone present to move.

At this moment, the numerous doors on the walls of the room also opened.

As the door opened, there were also footsteps, and there were footsteps of many people walking towards this side from behind several doors.

There were only seven players participating in this game. Except for Meng Ze, who was already cold, and Luo, who was temporarily unable to maintain his human form, there were only five players who were still active, and the remaining three other than Xiao Lan and Wu Ting were obviously unable to get out. Such imposing footsteps.

It was definitely not an allied army.

Xiao Lan's expression became serious: "Is this going to block us here?"

Wu Ting asked, "Is there anything you can do?"

Xiao Lan pondered for a while: "Is it possible... but the effect is uncertain, and there is no distinction between enemy and me."

In Wu Ting's puzzled eyes, Xiao Lan took out [canned herring mixed with durian]: "I don't know if these things are within the scope of living things. If they are not, the only person who may be hurt is you."

After thinking about the sour and refreshing taste, Wu Ting suddenly showed the expression of a dog thief who was afraid that he was not trying to harm me.

Xiao Lan said, "If you have a better way, take it out, you're welcome."

The expression on Wu Ting's face was very exciting, quite the despair of "The Sixth Army is helpless, just like a crooked horse to die": "Come on..."

With Wu Ting's complicated gaze, Xiao Lan opened his collection of [Canned Herring Mixed with Durian].

In an instant, a fishy stench mixed with sourness after fermenting, mixed with the pungent smell of durian diffused out. This smell seemed to have been concentrated by an unknown force, which was stronger than the original smell.

Where the smell passed, the chaotic human figures stagnated for a moment, and all the people or non-humans present seemed to be in a gas chamber.

But the next moment, they were like cockroaches who encountered pesticides. They started running at a high speed that Xiao Lan had never seen before, and scrambled to escape the gas chamber. The people who had gathered were headless flies. The same disperses in the labyrinth-like room.

Also in sync with them was Wu Ting. Because of the effect of the props, he could not control himself and ran away from Xiao Lan, retching as he ran: "Xiao Lan! Your uncle! Vomit—"

In this way, his figure gradually disappeared behind the doors.

Xiao Lan's side was suddenly empty and quiet. At this moment, he was a stinky guy who no one wanted to be friends with.

Except for Luo, Luo was still quietly staying behind Xiao Lan at the moment, without breathing or heartbeat, standing still under the attack of canned herring and durian.

Xiao Lan looked at the phrase "There is a slight chance of attracting strange things" in the description of the item. Could it be that Luo has been classified into the strange thing by the item?

There seems to be no problem.

Taking advantage of the dispersal of the encirclement, Xiao Lan took the time to find a door that looked pleasing to the eye and left the mahjong room.

As for Wu Ting, after thinking about his final expression that was so terrifying that he wanted to hit someone, it's still... goodbye.

——

The effect of [canned herring mixed with durian] was even better than expected. Xiao Lan opened several rooms one after another without seeing these humanoids haunting them again. The way forward was surprisingly smooth.

However, the 60% risk of death is not to be seen.

Wherever Xiao Lan passed by on the road, there were objects on top of their heads, and half of them smashed down towards his head; the floor he walked on collapsed wherever he went; there was even a cell phone in a room that was charging, but Xiao Lan was charging. Lan exploded as soon as he passed it, as if he was going to die with him.

It was as if a god of death was staring at him, looking for any chance to kill him.

With a keen sense of danger and agile skills, Xiao Lan avoided these crises without any risk.

Opening the door this time, a different scene appeared in front of him.

is the corridor.

A straight corridor with a window next to the fake city. Looking along the corridor, on the opposite side is a closed door, which looks different from other rooms ornate.

It's easy to wonder if that door is a shortcut to leaving the game.

However, Xiao Lan, who has experienced the mahjong room, has a little doubt about this. The game prompt is "End of Four Days", and it has been clearly stated that it is a survival game. Will there really be a way to leave early?

Xiao Lan looked at this door, it was both a sweet hope and a vicious trap.

Looking out from the window, although it is still raining heavily outside the window at this time, the night has begun to slowly fade away, and it is not far from the dawn. Should go back to previous room and wait for the morning, or try this unpredictable door?

Xiao Lan was thinking, when suddenly a sense of danger appeared from his side that made his scalp tingle.

Before he could think about it, Xiao Lan rolled on the ground and walked to the side.

At this moment, he raised his head and looked in the direction where he had just stood, and saw a face taller than his entire body appeared on the wall, grinning at him with a malicious smile.

Skinny, with a sickly gray eye, that was—the landlord's face after a few days' absence.

The landlord's face took up almost the entire wall. He stared at Xiao Lan, slowly coming towards him like a projection.

Just as Xiao Lan was staring at him, the landlord's face disappeared in an instant, and the next attack came from the wall behind him.

The distance was too close, Xiao Lan couldn't dodge in time, and there was a sharp pain in his shoulder.

He turned his head and saw that there was a wound on his shoulder that looked like it had been cut by a sharp blade, and there was a flash of light in the gray eyes of the landlord on the wall.

"Hehehe..." The landlord let out a hoarse smile.

This guy can not only teleport, but also a long-range attack!

This is cheating at all!

Xiao Lan stabbed a dagger into the wall's face with his backhand, but found that the landlord was like an illusory shadow, completely unable to be attacked.

Before Xiao Lan could react, another round of attacks was coming, Xiao Lan could only dodge with all her strength.

The landlord's teleportation speed was too fast, and the corridor was not too wide. After a few times, even if Xiao Lan's perception was sensitive, he tried his best to avoid the key points and did not receive serious damage, but he was still injured a lot.

There was a wound on his cheek, which made his cold white skin, which could not be tanned, even paler.

His body was covered in blood from large or small wounds, but Xiao Lan's movements were still flexible. Too many backs were slightly bowed, and he assumed an alert posture. Like an elegant but dangerous feline predator.

Xiao Lan stood in the middle of the corridor and stared at the landlord, his eyes were sharp as blades, and beads of sweat fell down his chin on Junxiu's face.

Teleportation plus remote or non-physical, all of which are particularly unfavorable to him.

The narrower the environment, the better it is for teleportation. Compared with other rooms, the corridor is already a large space, but it is still very narrow, making it difficult for Xiao Lan to escape.

In the face of non-physical [this is a dagger full of poison], it is completely ineffective.

If he activates the skills of attacking the spirit body, he will not be able to keep up with the opponent's speed. Similarly, if he activates the speed skills, he will not be able to attack the opponent.

Xiao Lan seemed to be in a desperate situation for a while. Could this be the true power of the 60% death risk?

After the next breath, the attack came again, and silver light gathered in the landlord's eyes. When he saw this little light, Xiao Lan's body was already rushing to the side faster than he thought.

At this moment, a flash of lightning flashed through the clouds outside the window, instantly turning the entire corridor into snow-white.

When the lightning passed, the attack that Xiao Lan was waiting for did not come. He looked in the direction of the landlord and saw that he did not know why the attack was canceled.

Could it be that Lightning had any restraint on him?

Xiao Lan raised his attention and waited for the next lightning strike while dodging the attack.

Sure enough, in the next few attacks, as long as there was lightning, the landlord's attack would stop, as if it was interrupted by an unknown force.

Although the wounds on his body increased because of this, he seemed a little embarrassed, but Xiao Lan felt that it was worthwhile to try out the landlord's weakness.

Xiao Lan wiped the blood from the new wound on his forehead, and raised the corners of his lips to reveal a flamboyant smile at the landlord's grimace.

Mr. Landlord, do you want to know about 100,000 volts?

He thought of the [unknown kid's piggy bank] he had obtained earlier.

Perhaps, the electromagnetic gun can also learn about it by the way?

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Xiao Lan: Pikachu transforms into one hundred thousand volts!

Luo: Meow meow... (Translation: Sir, it's time to take medicine...)