I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival GamesCh105 - DEATH Game Studio (8)

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After everyone watched Miss Artist thrash the designer, Xiao Lan attempted to communicate with her to try and find some clues about Yin. dhbw l

After all, the game was made by DEATH Game Studio. The artist and designer were both the front line developers, and Yin was formed from their cooperation. No one understood more about Yin than the creators of the game.

All the clues the players managed to find were also from the original members of the studio.

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Therefore, if they could directly ask them, wouldn’t they get more accurate answers?

Unfortunately, the two ghosts were fully immersed in their own world, and didn’t react in the slightest to what the players said. rESKZA

Even if they mentioned Miss Artist’s boyfriend to her or picked up the anniversary bottle, she didn’t react at all, and just kept viciously flogging the designer with that blood-red whip.

The beaten designer also just shrank into the corner and wailed. Although looking at him made one feel cheerful, he didn’t respond to their questions and didn’t know how to ask for help.

Mu Yang frowned. “This appearance… they don’t seem to have very clear consciousness ah.”

Hu Zhai scratched his round chin. “Seems like it…”

True, Miss Artist was beating this dog designer with her whole heart, and aside from jumping out to scare people, the designer could only passively take a beating. Neither of them seemed to have consciousness.

Xiao Lan speculated, “Could it be that something happened to their spirits after dying at Yin’s hands? Maybe part of them was devoured and they lost their thoughts and memories. They only have a bit of their instincts and obsession left, so they became like this?”

Hu Zhai looked at the designer with disdainful eyes. “So, this guy’s obsession even after death is to secretly hide in the artist’s office?”

Ew, how vulgar ah. AB5bNI

Good job beating him up, Miss, do your best.

Seeing that they were unable to get any information from the ghosts, and that they had more or less gathered all the clues that were in this room, the players withdrew from this office, even considerately closing the door.

After leaving the office, Xiao Lan realised all the other doors were already open. Some had players searching them, and the rest split up and chose rooms to their liking.

Xiao Lan and Luo casually found a room and walked in. 4wu2PS

Mu Yang and Cheng Wenyi had the same idea.

After coming from the artist’s exquisite office, Xiao Lan felt like he had been dealt a pretty big shock.

This room was comparatively larger, but looked very messy.

Everywhere on the floor were stacks of instant noodle cups that already had thick, green moss on them, as well as takeout boxes with mold that had even dried up already; tissue, plastic bags, water bottles, socks, and slippers were thrown everywhere. The walls even had visible oil stains everywhere. EDceda

It was like they had walked into a trash dump.

The shock wasn’t just a visual one; there was also the smell.

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A sour smell permeated the air, which was the combined stench of rotting food and the aroma of old socks and shoes, as well as a few unknown odours. It really made one dizzy.

Seeing this, Cheng Wenyi frowned. He looked at his own white, haute couture suit, and truly didn’t want to step into this sort of room. He stopped at the entrance and didn’t enter, and merely jabbed at Mu Yang and indicated for him to go in alone. oJfi4M

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Under the tyrant’s mighty pressure, Mu Yang put away his precious gameboy and walked into the room.

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It had to be said that the style of each department in this studio was truly very unique.

Looking at this room alone, the programmers’ lives as they spent all day working overtime and being too busy for love, with no time to clean themselves up and becoming increasingly degenerate because everyone was very degenerate themselves, were thus vividly presented. BFLNoz

Behind one of the computers, Hua Bei lifted his head, tissue stuffed into his nostrils. He waved at them to come over.

With great difficulty, Xiao Lan found gaps amidst the trash on the floor to proceed forward, and also had to be careful not to overturn those meal boxes which contained unknown liquids. The path was extremely challenging to traverse.

When he reached Hua Bei, Xiao Lan found himself in front of a booted up computer.

Hua Bei stretched out a hand to gesture at the computer screen. “Look. I- It automatically boo- booted up.” f2BtS4

A computer that could turn itself on in a haunted game studio honestly was still within the range a player could accept, but the strange thing was that this computer was playing a game.

The sort where no one was manipulating the keyboard yet the game character was fighting automatically.

Mu Yang glanced at it. “Fully automatic scripting?”

Scripting was simulating a player’s operations through the computer’s commands. Generally, it was used for a studio to level up players, or to grind for repeated loot. x1Bfms

He then carefully studied it, then confidently said, “No, it can’t possibly be scripting. This operation level is too crappy. Scripting wouldn’t be this stupid.”

Hua Bei: “S- so it’s a… ghost? He’s been playing this s- stage for a long time already.”

The players stared at the screen. This wasn’t just a ghost, but one who had been slovenly in life and was obsessed with games after death; plus, his gaming level was also unusually very weak.

Why did he seem a little miserable? 16qVKt

As if to confirm Mu Yang’s words, the game character onscreen did a few idiotic moves. Then —

“AH —”, died.

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Mu Yang pointed at the screen that had turned black and white. “Look. I feel like as long as you have an IQ higher than a chimpanzee, you definitely won’t die here.”

The air was silent for a second. PkJMsW

Then, as if provoked by Mu Yang’s words, the monitor began flickering, faster and faster, so much so that a strange red colour began to spread from the edges of the screen.

It looked like he really wanted to come out and beat him up.

Mu Yang: “…”

I’m wrong, okay… Big brother, I shouldn’t have ridiculed you for your weak gaming level; I just couldn’t resist speaking the truth. ye9cj8

Xiao Lan looked at this computer that was different from the others, then asked Mu Yang, “Can you beat this stage?”

Mu Yang thought about it. “…No problem.”

Xiao Lan pointed at the empty seat in front of the computer. “Go ba.”

The punk youth looked at the screen that was flickering very dangerously, then looked at the calm-faced Xiao Lan, so frightened that his hood fell off. His face was covered in disbelief. “Me…?” 0rzTKF

Xiao Lan nodded. “If you help it accomplish its desire, maybe there’ll be a clue.”

With that, Xiao Lan reached out and gripped his shoulder. “Don’t worry ba. If it’s dangerous, I’ll directly take you away.”

The Mu Yang whom everything had been clearly set up for: “…”

Although what Xiao Lan said was very reasonable, but… This big brother, did you eat Jinkela when growing up? Your arm strength is so powerful! 8P1trI

The youth, who realised that his physique was very weak, rested his hands on the keyboard while filled with despair, and restarted the stage.

At the same time, Xiao Lan’s hand didn’t leave his shoulder. It wasn’t that he was afraid that the youth wouldn’t cooperate, but so that he could directly pick the kid up and run if anything dangerous came out of the computer.

After all, Mu Yang didn’t look like he belonged to the type who had very keen physical reactions. Xiao Lan just needed one hand and would be able to run away with the kid.

Mu Yang’s fingers very nimbly leapt around the keyboard, to the point that afterimages were about to appear. H1LbIU

It was clearly the same character, but when it looked like a drunkard that had drunk four hundred litres of alcohol earlier, it was now omnipotent and could leap onto roofs and vault over walls. The game character darted through the monster crowd, each blade able to precisely harvest a life. Finally, this was the character of a protagonist.

It had to be said that this scene was extremely pleasing to the eye.

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The screen’s infuriated flickering gradually slowed down and finally settled, like it was also observing the youth’s moves.

Finally reaching the checkpoint boss, the character controlled by Mu Yang leisurely evaded the other’s attacks, and seized every gap to attack, executing an extremely advanced series of moves. Finally, he cleared the stage without a scratch, and even got the highest evaluation. We0uHd

“Hu…” Mu Yang exhaled, feeling that his performance this round was still okay.

The screen began playing the ending animation, declaring that the entire game had been cleared.

But the players weren’t in the mood to focus on the game’s storyline. Their attention was on the environment around them, wary of any danger that might come at any time.

When the ending animation finished playing, there were still no changes around them. Xwa2kq

At that moment, Mu Yang’s hands had already completely left the keyboard.

But the image on the computer was changing.

After a series of complicated and encrypted operations, a private and hidden chat software was opened. A group chat called ‘Boss Go To Hell Go To Hell Association’ was clicked open.

The mouse stopped at a page in the chat log. N1aXP0

Universe Unrivalled Debauched Scholar Zhao: Did you guys see the newly bought god statue in the boss’s office?

Just Wants To Game: Which one?

Universe Unrivalled Debauched Scholar Zhao: The one that he put in the small meeting room in his office. 

Just Wants To Game: It’s not like I’m the lead programmer, the boss won’t look for me for a private meeting…  BrTefs

All Checkered Jackets: Boss also rarely calls me for a meeting

Universe Unrivalled Debauched Scholar Zhao: Aiya, what a shame haha

Universe Unrivalled Debauched Scholar Zhao: What a pity, I’m the only designer, and I’m very important to the boss, so he frequently calls me for a meeting. You guys shouldn’t envy me [smile]~

Universe Unrivalled Debauched Scholar Zhao: When I saw the god statue, I was accidentally hit with inspiration. Boss said that the god statue is for inviting wealth, but I feel like it can totally be used to be the model of the Yinyue god statue. 6RysPq

Don’t Want To Eat Instant Ramen: Oh… 

Just Wants To Game: Oh… 

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All Checkered Jackets: Oh… 

Universe Unrivalled Debauched Scholar Zhao: You programmers are really boring. I tell you guys, girls don’t like people like you. They like my type: humorous and witty with outstanding looks and temperament [rose] [rose] [rose]. YeXUdC

【’All Checkered Jackets’ has removed ‘Universe Unrivalled Debauched Scholar Zhao’ from the group chat】 

The first thought Xiao Lan had after reading this: “This designer is seriously someone even dogs would hate ah…”

Not only did the artist want to beat him up viciously, even the programmers didn’t want to bother with him.

Mu Yang touched his stud earring. “Now we have another clue about the Yinyue god statue. This god statue that’s the source of inspiration, is it the one we need in order to seal Yin?” ZhD4Ws

Hua Bei was a little uncertain. “B- but this isn’t a r- real Yinyue god statue ah…”

“For Yin who was created by humans, these things that are set up to be able to control him should be effective. Because it itself emerged from the designer’s design, its weak point should also be in line with it,” Xiao Lan analysed. “After all, it’s not like we can enter the game itself to get the item ba.”

“The god statue is in the small meeting room; is it the meeting room 2 that the message called you to go to?” Luo asked Xiao Lan.

Xiao Lan nodded. “It’s highly likely. When I looked around upstairs back then, there were no other additional meeting rooms outside.” 8CojKI

At the same time, the players recalled what Xiao Lan told them about his experience when he was called to the meeting room, then thought of that missing programmer player; it felt like perhaps this meeting room 2 wouldn’t be easy to enter.

But regardless, as the necessary condition for clearing the game, this god statue had to be obtained.

Xiao Lan said, “I want to go see the boss one more time.”

Mu Yang and Hua Bei’s eyes carried slight concern. They looked at each other, then Mu Yang spoke up. “How about we go with you ba?” 6c9YFz

At this time, Luo walked to Xiao Lan’s side. “The office’s size is limited; if there are too many people, we may not be able to fully utilise the space. Moreover, we still haven’t found any clues about Fushan Lingquan. I propose that we split up; you guys continue looking for clues, and we’ll go upstairs and get the god statue.”

Xiao Lan also agreed with Luo’s suggestion.

The two left this smelly office, brushed past Cheng Wenyi at the doorway, and finally walked to the stairs.

Behind them, Cheng Wenyi’s eyes had an interested expression in them as he held his cat. MB2hsu

It wasn’t 3:44 yet and not the time for Yin to make a move, so their journey up went without a hitch.

Coming to the boss’s office once more, Xiao Lan reached out and knocked on the shut door.

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There was no response, as if there was no one inside.

Xiao Lan knocked again. “Boss, I want to talk to you about something.” SXO3n9

The boss’s voice finally rang out reluctantly. “About what…”

Xiao Lan said in deadly earnest, “Boss, it’s very exhausting to work overtime until late at night. I’ve made a midnight snack and brought it to you.”

At the side, Luo gave him a shocked look, astonished that his family’s sir would actually so confidently mention his culinary skills. Could it be that this was a tactic to first give the opponent psychological pressure?

Boss: “…” bGkT2h

It would be weird to believe you! Look at the flower pot beside the door; its skeleton hasn’t even turned cold yet!!