I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival GamesChapter 25.3

Right after Du Yuhui’s corpse disappeared, there were hasty footsteps, as if someone was running wildly from the opposite end of the corridor, like an actor who had arranged for the right time to appear onstage.

Xiao Lan raised his head to look, and the person who appeared in the mist was — Cheng Lang. 7Q9koC

He was now no longer the model elite who put on arrogant airs; his neatly combed hair was sweaty and a mess on his head. The tailored suit hung loosely on his body and was covered in dust, and there were several scratch marks on his face.

Who knew how long he had been running, but he was now wheezing. He lifted his head and unexpectedly saw Xiao Lan, which simply scared him out of his wits as he lost his footing and nearly fell to the ground. Cheng Lang reached out to steady himself against the wall.

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Cheng Lang had been running wildly after he abandoned Zhang Jie. No matter what sounds he heard, he didn’t dare turn to take a look. The entire time, he felt that there were footsteps following him closely from behind; when he stopped, the footsteps disappeared as well, as if that person was stuck to his body.

This sort of dread made him too afraid to relax, and he put everything he had into moving forward and avoiding death. The whole time, he kept his head down and didn’t care about the changes in the landscape around him as he just searched wholeheartedly for a way to survive. AT8xlu

But how could this hot spring hotel be so big? Why was he unable to leave after running for so long?

He finally came back to his senses and began to survey his surroundings, but didn’t expect to see that he was in a familiar place — his high school campus, that place where this whole nightmare began.

And standing in front of him was the guy who had brought Gu Mo back to the human world.

Why was he helping that damn girl? She had already been dead for ten years, so couldn’t she just continue being calm and quiet? Why did she insist on coming back? Why did she insist on ruining his life?

Cheng Lang pointed at Xiao Lan, unable to speak from his anger and fear.

Right at that moment, the white mist around him slowly dispersed.

A flight of steps heading downwards appeared in front of Cheng Lang’s eyes; it was a way out of the corridor that he hadn’t been able to find, no matter how hard he ran just now!

Ecstasy filled his exhausted face, and his body that had been on the verge of collapse seemed energized once again. Cheng Lang no longer cared about Xiao Lan in front of him. His only thought was to run; as long as he went down this flight of stairs, he could leave this cursed place. EOPLC5

Cheng Lang took large strides down the stairs, but there was no solid touch of ground under his feet.

He was attacked by the intense feel of a fall, and the wind in his face blew away his already collapsing reason bit by bit.

Only then did he realise; where did the stairs under his feet come from? He was falling fast, and what was gradually getting closer under him was clearly another stretch of solid ground.

“No —” Cheng Lang’s final cry of fear was drowned out by the tremendous sound of a collision. Hm7zBg

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From start to finish, Gu Mo didn’t call him. Perhaps she already had no words to say.

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Fu Wenbo pulled in his shoulders and looked up, but only saw the snow white ceiling above him, which didn’t have a gap through which someone could fall; it was like Cheng Lang had appeared out of nowhere.

The white mist around him churned, covering his line of sight; the excessively dense water vapour made it uncomfortable to breathe.

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After the white mist dispersed, Fu Wenbo was stunned.

He had returned to the hot spring hotel again; the hotel at this time was extremely quiet, just like ten years later, but the facilities were much newer. This was — the hotel after something happened to Gu Mo! unlsZX

He heard before that the police came by during this period because of Gu Mo’s matter, which had affected the hotel’s business, so the owner had simply shut down the hotel temporarily to finish the refurbishments first, and had waited until the case blew over before he reopened for business.

Fu Wenbo pulled on his camera bag. As a photographer, he wouldn’t abandon his equipment even if the world was ending.

He was about to try and see if he could leave, when there was the buzz of electricity in a shut room next to him.

It was the sort of sound produced when those extremely outdated TVs were turned on. Fu Wenbo had only heard it before in his grandmother’s home when he was very young, and he didn’t react for one moment. x70Dbo

He hesitated over pushing the door open. The door wasn’t locked, and opened on its own when his hand lightly brushed over it, as if welcoming his arrival.

What appeared before his eyes was an old TV. The black and white screen slowly lit up to reveal — Fu Wenbo himself.

It looked like it was being filmed by a camera placed at a hidden angle. The image quality wasn’t great and looked like an eye that was spying on him in the dark, both avaricious and shadowy.

Fu Wenbo raised his eyes in a panic and searched the room, but didn’t see a video camera anywhere. GDRJY3

His heart tightened, and he understood that something strange was happening. Ever since black smoke appeared in the corridor, everything had become very strange. Whether it was the white mist that had suddenly pervaded everywhere, the school that had inexplicably appeared, or this sealed hotel, it was clear that this was the work of an unnatural force.

Recalling Gu Mo, Fu Wenbo’s heartstrings were stretched taut, and he carefully backed out of the room. The old TV was still diligently broadcasting his every move.

He wanted to leave this place as soon as possible; he would be glad to see even just one person.

But whenever he passed by a room after that, there would be the sound of a TV turning on inside, and every single one monitored his each and every move, peeping at all of him in detail from every angle. rQ2yUR

Front, side, back, whole body, half-body, face close-up, eyes close-up… it was unimaginably thorough and detailed.

“He… He…” Fu Wenbo ran. As he moved, those shut rooms no longer stayed silent. They open their doors of their own accord, revealing to him the TVs inside that were recording his every move.

Strange! Everything was strange! This hotel didn’t have so many rooms in the first place!!

The corridor was long and without end; coupled with the peeping images that played non-stop on the side, it was like a neverending nightmare. 9Chriu

“Gu – Gu Mo… Is it you?! Is it you?!!”

Fu Wenbo screamed wildly at the corridor. He thought of that young girl he had always secretly spied upon with his camera. She truly was very good-looking, always seducing him into being unable to resist looking a little longer, just a little longer.

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How could this be his fault? Clearly it was the girl herself who had to look like that; it was her who had to appear in front of him.

“It’s not my fault… It’s not my fault…” bRX1Eu

Energy spent, Fu Wenbo sat down in the corridor, yet he continued to retreat on his hands and legs; he wanted to get far away from all of this.

Suddenly, he felt something furry next to his hand. He turned his head to look; it was a black cat, the black cat that was always by the side of the youth called Xiao Lan.

Delight bubbled up in Fu Wenbo’s heart. He quickly turned around, and saw Xiao Lan sitting on a sofa in a nearby room. The youth was sitting with a very relaxed posture, which looked out of place in this strange environment.

Fu Wenbo didn’t have time to stand up as he rolled and crawled frantically in Xiao Lan’s direction. FAQbCW

“Help! Save me!! I met a ghost!

“That female ghost in the hotel is murdering people! You also have friends whom she killed, right? Let’s run away together ba!”

Xiao Lan still just gazed at the TV in front of him.

Fu Wenbo finally sensed that something wasn’t right, and his eyes followed the direction of Xiao Lan’s gaze — it was still Fu Wenbo on the screen! This person had been watching him all this time! CRko7g

Xiao Lan finally turned his head to look at him. “Is she good-looking?”

Who this ‘her’ was went without saying.

Fear made Fu Wenbo lose his mind. “She herself purposely wore a skirt because she wanted me to photograph her!

“Didn’t she choose to shower in that location precisely because she wanted to be seen?! mfsgMT

“I say… we’re all men; you can understand, right…”

Xiao Lan raised an eyebrow. “How would I know ah? After all, there’s a difference between a human and an animal.”

With that, Xiao Lan stood up and walked towards Fu Wenbo. Under the other man’s terrified gaze, he heartlessly snatched his camera away and smashed it; it was simply a callous and unreasonable destruction of technology.

“Destroyed an item, poverty value increased by 179,000.” 96Dx4m

After he wrecked the camera, Xiao Lan gave a satisfied smile. He was about to leave and hand center stage over to Gu Mo, when Luo leapt up, and with his claws, wrested away the jade that was around Fu Wenbo’s neck, and delivered it to Xiao Lan.

Xiao Lan understood tacitly, and crushed the jade in his fist.

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“Destroyed an item, poverty value increased by 215,000.”

Hearing the system prompt, Xiao Lan looked at Fu Wenbo with eyes brimming with parental love, like a hardworking old farmer looking at his family’s pig that was about to be slaughtered. aSLEkn

Fu Wenbo was a bit baffled at this turn in events. This – this – this – what was with this expression… Does he want to do something to me?!!

The author has something to say:

Xiao Lan: I have no affection; I’m just a demolition machine. v68wZR

Luo: I’m just the hunting dog of a demolition machine.

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