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I and 99 others were inexplicably thrown into a poor person's game. The winner would receive a prize of 1 million yuan, but the rule was to survive for 7 days with only 50 yuan. If it were you, how would you survive? As a professional poor person like myself, the moment I saw the rules, I already found a loophole in this game.
Not long after, the electronic sound of the system chimed, "Welcome, 100 players, to the Poor Person's Game. Starting capital: 50 yuan. Goal: Survive for 7 days. Winner receives 1 million yuan. Exceeding the budget or leaving the designated area will result in disqualification and a debt of 1 million yuan."
I paused, smiling. "Now, are there any cowards who want to withdraw?"
"What are you talking about? 7 days. Even if I only eat water, I'll survive," a chubby young man in a cheap t-shirt next to me added. "With 50 yuan, you can buy a lot of pickled vegetables. If you're a bit frugal, you can get by. Let's take a chance. You can even turn a bicycle into a motorcycle. Only fools would withdraw."
The crowd buzzed with blind excitement. "Very good, 100 players, no one has withdrawn. The game rules are now in effect. Players can no longer withdraw. All 100 players, welcome to this airport. We wish you all good luck."
A flash of white light blinded me. I found myself in a modern airport. The airport was vast, stretching as far as the eye could see. People bustled about, making it impossible to distinguish players from NPCs.
In my game account, I had the initial 50 yuan. The screen displayed three stats: hunger, thirst, and energy. Currently, all stats were full. I saw a convenience store across the way and walked over to check the prices. As I reached the refrigerator, a surprised, sobbing exclamation erupted. "Oh my god, a bottle of water is 15 yuan! This is daylight robbery!"
I walked in, and my gaze dropped to the items on the shelves. A slice of cake was 50 yuan, a sandwich 40 yuan, a steamed bun 10 yuan. Even the cheapest crackers cost 18 yuan. With a budget of 7 yuan per day, I couldn't even buy half a bottle of water.
The chubby guy stared at me, his face full of despair. "Number 66, it's over. It's over. This money can only buy 3 bottles of water. We'll die in a week, for sure."
I sighed. "This system isn't a charity. I knew it wouldn't be this easy."
Other players rushed into the store, their faces etched with astonishment and fear. The chubby guy pulled me aside and whispered, "I'm number 66. He's player 44. Shameless. Let's cooperate. If anyone attacks you, I'll deal with them." He then demonstrated a grappling move. His skills weren't bad. However, before I understood the game's rules, I didn't want to cooperate with anyone. So, I politely refused and walked out of the store alone.
The first thing I needed to do was find drinking water. Near the restrooms, I found a water dispenser and, next to it, two discarded bottles of drinking water. I washed them clean and filled both bottles. Water sorted, cost: 0 yuan.
Next, I needed to find energy. I looked around and entered a coffee shop. On the condiment table, packets of sugar, creamer, and brown sugar were neatly arranged. Sugar is an important source of energy. I kept some sugar for emergencies. I put on a poker face and walked in, acting as if I were picking up things from home. I scooped sugar and creamer into my bag in less than two seconds, then calmly walked out of the coffee shop. In a secluded corner, I tore open two sugar packets and poured them into my mouth. The intense sweetness flooded my mouth, creating a false sense of fullness. I got the sugar for free, not a single yuan spent.
The airport's air conditioning was chilling. I suspected the system was malfunctioning. This false satisfaction. I got the sugar, cost: 0 yuan. The airport's air conditioning was as cold as a freezer, or perhaps the system was malfunctioning. This meant the colder it was, the faster energy would deplete. My thin shirt couldn't keep out the cold. I had to move to warm my body. I found a blanket in a trash can that someone had discarded upon arrival.
As time passed, hunger intensified. At 8:00 PM, I staggered towards a bakery. The remaining bread in the glass display case smelled enticing. My stomach began to rumble. With my sharp, impoverished instincts, I guessed the bread would be discounted. Bread from 30 yuan down to 15 yuan. But it wasn't enough. Near closing time, the price might drop further, or I might even get it for free. Every yuan saved was an advantage for survival.
Opportunity for survival. I sat on a chair opposite the bakery, closed my eyes, and rested for a moment. Suddenly, about 30 people rushed in from all directions, heading for the bakery. People crowded the entrance of the small bakery in an instant. Amidst the chaos, I saw someone waving banknotes and someone reaching out to grab bread directly from the shelves. The staff shouted in alarm, but it was useless. In just a few minutes, all the discounted bread was gone, even the type I had my eye on. Those who managed to grab some looked relieved, as if they had narrowly escaped a disaster. Those who didn't, grumbled and sighed in despair.
My hunger level dropped by 70%. I took a deep breath to suppress the cramping in my stomach and looked away from the chaotic crowd towards the large flight information display high above. The flight status, displayed in red, was constantly scrolling. It was time to show my real skills. In this airport, players could go anywhere, whether there was a plane or not, they could board. I scanned the large screen quickly, locking onto a flight to Delhi, displayed in red letters.
"Flight to Delhi. Over 6 hours only." That was my target. So, I dragged my exhausted feet towards a boarding gate. A group of people gathered, the atmosphere filled with anxiety and the smell of sweat.
"Zone 1, 2. Flight to Delhi has been delayed for 8 hours." The stranded passengers swarmed the ground staff. The young female staff member's face was red, her saliva almost splashing onto her face. A child's cries echoed. "Are your airlines useless? My child is crying from hunger. So, are you going to handle this? What are you going to do? You must compensate us immediately. Pay me compensation now!" The chaotic situation drowned out the young staff member's voice, making her look like she was about to cry.
I realized this was my chance. I gathered all my strength, pushed through the crowd, and stood quietly in front of the ground staff. I gathered my strength and shouted at the top of my lungs. The crowd froze in shock at the sudden event. I pointed to a woman hugging her crying child and shouted to all the passengers, "Look! Look how hard that child is crying. Will our complaining make the plane take off? The airline is at fault. They must be responsible. But what do we need most right now? Food! Rest and save your strength to fight them for as long as possible."
I turned to the ground staff member who was on the verge of a breakdown and rattled off words to everyone. "Everyone is panicking. The important thing is to comfort the passengers. Distribute food coupons and hotel coupons immediately so everyone can eat and rest. If things escalate, will you be responsible?"
"I told them all along to distribute food and hotel coupons, but they wouldn't accept them," the ground staff member said dejectedly. "Everyone line up to receive coupons according to your boarding pass."
"At this point, you still want to follow the rules?" I interrupted, pointing to a mother holding her children. "Look at this mother, holding her children, waiting for 8 hours, and still has to line up for coupons." I turned to her. "Sister, give me your boarding pass. I'll handle it." I extended my hand decisively. The mother, like a drowning person grasping at a straw, quickly handed me her boarding pass.
As one person started, others with elderly or children, or those who looked tired, also handed me their passes. "Not me, not me!" In my hand, I had over ten boarding passes. I turned to the ground staff and whispered, "Please handle the urgent cases first. Let's avoid bad publicity. Here are two more food coupons. I've helped with the mothers, so everyone can be satisfied." The staff member looked at me with gratitude and quickly typed on her computer. It was very easy. She picked out the food coupons and found the ones matching the boarding passes in my hand, then added two more for me. Her eyes changed with gratitude. "All done." My heart pounded, but my face remained calm. "Sister, hurry and take your brother to eat. And for you, brother." I quickly distributed the coupons and boarding passes back to everyone. Finally, I stuffed the remaining two coupons into my shirt pocket, shouting to the crowd, "Everyone, go get your coupons and find something to eat and rest. We'll settle with them later." Taking advantage of the moment when people were distracted by the coupons, I slipped away like a fish. I squeezed out of the crowd and disappeared into the bustling walkway.
If you want to survive in this game, you have to know how to find loopholes, be smarter than others.
Just as I left the passenger hall, I saw the shameless guy smiling innocently. "Number 66, I saw your skills just now. You were like a mob boss in a movie, negotiating. Don't you want to join forces with us? We might need each other later." By then, he had gained 4 more players.
I still refused his invitation and used the food coupons to eat until I was full. My hunger was replenished, but exhaustion overwhelmed me. My physical strength began to wane. My energy level dropped below 50%. At 11:00 PM, shops began to close one by one, and the lights dimmed. An eerie atmosphere began to spread. The chairs in the terminal had armrests that prevented people from lying down flat. A young player, unable to bear it any longer, curled up on the floor, using his jacket to cover himself, hoping to sleep. In less than 2 minutes, a bright light shone directly onto his face. "Get up. No sleeping here." The cold voice of the security guard. The young player ignored the NPC and rolled over to sleep. Suddenly, a group of people rushed out from the dark. The security guards didn't say a word and dragged him out immediately. He was thrown out in front of the airport.
The in-game announcement read: "Player Number 13 has been disqualified for leaving the game area. A debt of 1 million yuan follows." Then, players from other areas were disqualified in the same manner.
"The system is tightening its grip. It uses exhaustion and cold to destroy our consciousness." My physical energy was now too low. To avoid disqualification, I wrapped myself in a tattered blanket and sat on a chair in the departure lounge, sleeping.
The sun rising on the horizon told us that only 1 day of the game had passed. My physical energy recovered to 75% with great difficulty, but my hunger dropped by another 50%. I still had one food coupon left. I didn't rush. I sipped cold water and ate 2 sugar packets.
"Ate 2 sugar packets. Let's go scavenge for supplies in the news hall."
A player rushed forward and snatched a hot dog from a child, making the child cry loudly. Security guards surrounded the player and took him into a police car outside the airport. At that moment, the system announced again: "Player Number 25 stole food from an NPC and was thrown out of the airport by security. Disqualified, accumulated debt of 1 million yuan." I understood something. In this airport, I must not do anything to attract the attention of security.
Today, the airport was strangely quiet. Not a single flight. Delayed flights. I guessed the loophole I used had been patched by the system. Today, I walked around the passenger hall like a normal tourist, stopping at every store that offered free samples. Of course, I only sampled, I didn't buy. I watched the staff's reactions. When they realized I was just sampling for free, I quickly ran away. I did this until evening. For dinner, I used the remaining food coupon to temporarily satisfy my hunger. Today, my physical energy dropped lower than before. This time, I didn't choose to sleep on a seat. I crawled into a dark corner walkway. At the end was a treasure I found during the day: an abandoned equipment room with the door slightly ajar. Inside was messy, but once the door was closed, it was a private space. I had just entered the equipment room when a loud noise erupted. Someone kicked open the door. The person who walked in was a tall man with triangular eyes. Behind him, two shifty young men followed. "Get out of here. This is our territory." The tall man roared at me. I recognized him from yesterday at the bakery. He was the one who snatched things most fiercely, even snatching bread from other players. Knowing I couldn't fight, I decided to give up this prime spot. As I walked to the door, the tall man drew a knife and threatened, "Hand over all your money and remaining food, or you die." The madness and greed in their eyes clearly showed they would do it. My brain spun. If I fought head-on, I had no chance of winning. If I paid, it would be considered disqualification, and I would have to bear a debt of millions. What to do? I swallowed hard. "Brother, let's talk nicely. Robbery will cause the system to disqualify you." "Shut up, quickly! I have no patience." The fruit-peeling knife pressed deeply into my neck. I stopped resisting and transferred the 50 yuan in my account to him. I had to survive in the game to have a chance to earn a million. The tall man grabbed the money and pushed me out. He closed the door. I heard their smug laughter from inside. "Robbery is indeed effective. Good thing they said robbery doesn't lead to disqualification. Now we don't have to worry about having money to spend." Who did they mean? You can't rob NPCs, but you can rob players. Anyone who understands the game's rules so thoroughly? It's only the second day. I spent my last 50 yuan. No food, no money. Should I wait for death? Soon, someone announced in the game chat: "Hurry, bread in Zone A. I'll give it for 3 yuan, half price." The door of the equipment room opened. The tall man and his subordinates walked out. I quickly hid and secretly followed them to the convenience store. The three of them used the money they robbed to buy crackers and soda until it was all gone. The payment success notification sounded. The system announced throughout the game: "Players Number 5, 49, and 61 have been disqualified for exceeding their budget and must bear a debt of 1 million yuan." The tall man wailed. Before he finished, his body vanished. The other two also disappeared. Dozens of cracker packs and 4-5 loaves of bread fell to the floor. I quickly rushed over, took off my jacket, and wrapped the crackers and bread tightly. Just as I suspected. "Yes, the system said from the beginning that exceeding the budget would result in disqualification." "But everyone's account only has 50 yuan. How can they exceed it?" There was only one possibility: robbing other players. Exceeding 50 yuan is considered exceeding the budget. But that tall man robbed bread and wasn't disqualified. This means robbing other people's food doesn't count. I guessed that in the next few days, many people would know this rule and resort to stealing food. Therefore, the food in my hands must be kept safe. If I have this food, I won't starve to death by the end of the game. So, I chose 5 safe spots and hid the crackers one by one. I unlocked them one by one each day. I chose 5 safe spots and hid the crackers. It was enough to last until the end. After finishing, my physical energy was no longer sufficient. Soon, I fell asleep on a chair in the departure lounge.
The game entered the morning of the 3rd day. A dry cough, almost to the point of suffocation, echoed nearby, attracting everyone's attention. It was player number 47, a frail-looking young woman. She was curled up on a cold metal chair, her body trembling violently, her face flushed almost purple. Her boyfriend, also a player, looked disgusted. "What's wrong with you? Are you sick? Don't die before the 7th day." Player number 47's voice was hoarse and weak, with a clear nasal tone. "Suddenly I feel better, but it's so painful. Oh, please hug me, Den." "No way! If you infect me, I'll hate you." A high-pitched, piercing cry echoed throughout the terminal. Heavy footsteps marched from a distant corridor. White-clad security guards easily carried player number 47 away. "Let me go! I don't want to be disqualified!" "Dad, I... Dad..." She didn't even look back and ran away immediately. The security guards ignored player number 47's cries and quickly pushed the stretcher away, disappearing down the corridor amidst the shocked gazes of other players.
In a short while, the system announced again: "Player Number 47 committed a serious offense against public health. She has been forcibly removed from the game area for quarantine and disqualification, with a debt of 1 million yuan. Player Number 87 committed a serious offense against public health. She has been forcibly removed from the game area for quarantine and disqualification, with a debt of 1 million yuan." The players looked at each other, their eyes full of suspicion. Player number 87 rummaged through the trash for food yesterday. Today, he had severe diarrhea and a cold. If not diarrhea, then it wouldn't be. I exchanged water for food and tried to hold on. The cough next to me, even a slight cough, made my heart uneasy. I just learned another rule: you are forbidden to be sick. Even a cold or diarrhea will get you removed from the game. I survived the day with the bread and crackers I had collected. The airport's temperature dropped further, as if it were a freezer. I found a reflective insulation blanket for hikers in the trash can and wrapped myself in it. Finally, I felt warm.
Entering Day 4, the number of disqualified players continued to increase. Waking up, I decided to find bread and crackers for the day. I accurately avoided the crowd and headed to the first hiding spot, located behind the restrooms, hidden between a large potted plant and the wall. Upon reaching my destination, I reached in to feel for the familiar gap. It was empty. There was nothing there. My heart sank. Refusing to give up, I searched more thoroughly, but not even a crumb wrapper was found. Without delay, I rushed to the next spot, but it was also empty. All 4 hiding spots for bread had been stolen. The dozens of cans of soda, crackers, and bread that had saved my life had vanished overnight. The situation I thought I had won turned completely around. Finding all the hiding spots in one night and stealing them clean without a trace was not the work of an ordinary player. Who was constantly targeting me? My heart sank to my ankles. I gritted my teeth, put on a deadpan expression, and went to ask for free samples. But more people were crowding to sample. The vendors started to be cautious, collecting all the free samples from the counter. The condiments in the coffee shop were all taken by the staff. The trash cans became battlegrounds. Many players risked getting diarrhea by rummaging for food in the trash cans. By the time I went, there wasn't even a scrap of food left.
Enduring until 10:00 PM, all my stats began to flash warnings. I headed towards the luxury stores in the airport. The players next to me whispered, "He's definitely going to be disqualified. Why go to the luxury stores?" At the trash cans, I found bags and boxes left by others. Duty-free travelers left their boxes here before leaving. I quickly stuffed the boxes into the best-condition bag and took it down to the departure hall on the first floor. When I scouted the area, I saw a hot pot restaurant was open, so I planned to sneak in for free rest and find some free food to stock up. I pushed open the heavy glass door, and the warm smell of mala soup hit me. The staff smiled sweetly and rushed over. "Welcome, how many guests?" "Two." I carelessly threw the large designer bag in my hand onto the chair next to me. My hoarse voice tried to cover up, asking for a quiet place to wait for someone. The staff glanced at the bag in my hand, and their smiles widened. "Yes, yes, please come this way. Someone buying such expensive items is definitely not poor and trying to eat for free." They led me to a semi-enclosed seating area with soft cushions. The privacy was excellent. As soon as I sat down, I quickly took out my phone and swiped the screen rapidly. I dialed a number that didn't exist. As soon as the call connected, I shouted in a trembling voice, as if crying, in the relatively quiet restaurant, "I'm waiting at the airport hot pot restaurant. If you don't come to Paris with me by 3:00 AM, you'll never see me again in this lifetime." I slammed my phone down on the table forcefully, tears welling up in my eyes. The staff quickly placed a steaming bowl of hot bird's nest soup and a small plate of fruit in front of me. Her voice was as sweet as honey. "Miss, please calm down. Have something to drink to quench your thirst. Your boyfriend must be angry with you." My voice was clearly nasal. "Thank you. When I think of her being with her first love, I can't eat anything." The staff placed the bird's nest soup in front of me. The sadder I was, the more I had to eat. If I wasn't full, how would I have the strength to wait for her to crawl back and apologize? I nodded and took a small sip of the soup. The warm, sweet liquid flowed down my dry throat. Hunger began to scream, but now I had to endure. Suddenly, the staff brought another bowl of free steamed egg custard. I stood up and walked to the condiment counter like a soulless person. I scooped 3 heaping spoonfuls of beef into the steamed egg custard. I sat back down, trying to force myself not to eat greedily. I savored it slowly and elegantly, while constantly scanning the staff and supervisors warily. The staff seemed to have radar on me. "Miss, you seem upset. Would you like to try our new tomato soup? It's sour and sweet, definitely to your liking." Finally, the colorful, mouth-watering tomatoes were placed in front of me. "I'll bring some small snacks too." A plate of French fries followed closely. The staff moved closer, their eyes full of curiosity and sympathy. They seemed more anxious than I was. In my heart, I began to suspect. They were asking too many questions. I quickly changed my expression. Tears welled up in my eyes again, my voice trembling with despair. "He doesn't want me anymore, does he? Actually, I didn't intend to go." I lowered my head, my shoulders shaking as if sobbing. "Uh, don't cry, don't cry." The staff frantically brought a giant fluffy teddy bear and placed it on my lap. "Let it keep you company. You look so good. He'll definitely regret it." I hugged the fluffy bear. Exhaustion washed over me like a wave. My physical energy was critical. I need to rest. I secretly set a vibrating alarm for 2:00 AM, then hugged the bear with a weary heart, curled up on the soft sofa, and closed my eyes. In my fading consciousness, I prayed not to be kicked out. I don't know how long I slept. "Wake up, sir. Your flight is about to depart, isn't it?" The staff woke me up. My phone vibrated incessantly according to the set time. It was the alarm I had set. In that split second, I grabbed my phone without looking at the screen displaying the incoming call and shouted into the microphone with the prepared script, "Can you wait 4 more minutes?" I hung up the phone and hung up. Before anyone could think I was secretly crying, I was secretly crying in everyone's eyes. The supervisor stopped walking and shook his head. The staff member thoughtfully handed me a blanket. That night, I slept on the large sofa.
The next morning, as I was about to leave, the staff brought me soy milk, congee, and boiled eggs for a free breakfast. "You can do it! Break up with a bad person, and you'll find someone better. Congratulations on your new beginning." Since I didn't use any services, I didn't have to pay. I thanked them softly and walked out the door. My physical energy was fully restored. My hunger was also full. This method was shameless and could only be used once, but I had used my trump card. It was the 5th day of the game.
As I left the hot pot restaurant, I encountered the shameless group. Their team had expanded to over 20 people, dividing bread. Seeing those bread bags, my head went blank for a moment. It was my bread that had disappeared, every bag. I had intentionally torn a corner as a mark. I walked straight in, furious. "Shameless! You stole my bread!" "Don't be angry. I told you to join my team, but you refused. Look at my teammates' bread. Is it dirty enough?" Wu Chi pointed behind him. Over 20 pairs of eyes revealed greed. I grabbed the crackers, stepped back 91 steps, and asked, "Can I still join the group now?" "Number 66, it's too late." Wu Chi smiled slightly, looking innocent and adorable. "This game isn't played alone. Players must form groups and snatch other people's resources to survive. You have no money, no food, no use anymore. Therefore, you will be disqualified. Do you have anything else to say now?" Suddenly, the system issued a command: "All players, welcome to Day 5. To increase the fun of the game, starting today, all water dispensers in the airport will cease to operate. The water sources in the restrooms are contaminated and cannot be used." The players couldn't stand it and started cursing on the large screen in the middle of the game. "Is it fun? Go die! There's no water left! Are you trying to make us die in just 3 days?" The Wu Chi team players also began to panic. Fear replaced the joy of having just obtained food. Thirst was more important than food. I bet Wu Chi wasn't panicking. He raised his hand. "There's no need to panic. It's just water." His eyes glanced at me before he turned to speak to the other players. "Other players still have water. Just snatch it." My heart sank, but it was too late. Over a dozen pairs of red eyes focused on me. The crowd was like wolves smelling blood, lunging forward. "Let go! This is mine!" I hugged my bag tightly, but how could one person fight a crowd? The strap of my bag was torn, the zipper was pulled open, and two heavy bottles of mineral water were brutally snatched away. The remaining sugar packets fell all over the floor, snatched up in an instant. I fell to the ground. Wu Chi said coldly, "It's very kind of me not to take your life yet. Get out of here." I quickly got up and ran, not to escape Wu Chi, but to snatch water. I had to reach the liquid disposal point before everyone else could react. Airport safety regulations prohibit carrying liquid containers exceeding 100 ml. Passengers at the checkpoint must discard drinking water, beverages, and fruit juices into the large trash cans or collection baskets next to the domestic departure checkpoints. Currently, there are three transparent plastic bins, each capable of holding half a person, lined up. Inside, they are packed with half-empty or unopened bottles of drinking water, with two uniformed security inspection NPCs standing nearby. Or, a regular trash can wouldn't work and might trigger an alarm. I can't wait. The opportunity is fleeting. My face changed to extreme worry. I quickly ran towards those paper bins. "Excuse me." I choked out a hoarse voice, pushing through the queue until the security guard noticed. "Sir, please line up." The security guard frowned and blocked me. "Sorry, sorry, brother. I'm in a hurry." I pointed to my chest. "My ring seems to have fallen off. It's a keepsake from my mother. Please help me find it. Just a moment, please." I pleaded, tears streaming down my face, with utmost sincerity, until the security guard paused. "Move faster, don't block the inspection." "Thank you, brother." I quickly pushed towards the coffee bin. To avoid disturbing others, I moved the trash bag to a corner and rummaged through it. I quickly took out three large trash bags and retreated to a spot where the security guard couldn't see. "So much water. It will last 3 days." "So much water. It will last 3 days." I quickly cleared one bag and put the unopened water into it. "Absolutely do not leave the security inspection zone." My heart pounded so hard it felt like it would explode. I didn't dare to delay, rushed into the disabled restroom, and locked the door immediately. I must not let other players know that I have so much drinking water. I climbed onto the toilet seat, opened the ceiling panel, and hid some of the water above. Then I came out and explored the corners to hide the remaining water. I ran to the international departure checkpoint again and used the same method to collect even more water. It wasn't greed, but I had a bigger plan.
It's Day 5 now, with 67 players remaining. The shameless team has 25 people. Like a swarm of locusts, they plunder water and food. Not even a single cracker is left. If anyone dares to resist, they will be beaten. The NPCs, however, remain indifferent to the events, and not even security guards intervene. Suddenly, a thud. A player collapses due to low blood sugar. The body goes still. "Is he dead?" other players ask suspiciously. Suddenly, white-clad security guards arrive with a stretcher. They quickly lift the player onto the stretcher and cover the body with a white cloth. Everything happened so fast, it was a blink of an eye. Soon, the system began to announce again. In just a blink of an eye, the system began to announce again. "Player Number 93 has 0 physical energy left. Disqualified. Debt of 1 million yuan." Today, many players were disqualified. The number decreased drastically. I need to find suitable allies to form a team to deal with the shameless ones. The faces I've seen in the past few days flashed through my mind. A group of 6 people, led by player number 48, who looked intelligent and cunning. The other members were all unique. They were all strong men. I found them at the departure hall. I observed them for a while and noticed they didn't look well. One had dry lips, another kept licking his lips. It was clear they were lacking water. I saw my chance. I walked towards them with the designer bag. "Hello. I am Li Chuan, player 66. I'd like to join the team." Player number 48 stood up and looked at me warily. "You can go. We're not accepting new members." I handed him the bag. Inside were 3 bottles of water. Everyone's eyes sparkled. I spoke frankly. "I have a safe water source. I can guarantee drinking water for the team. In exchange, I ask to join the team and share your food." "How much water do you have? Enough for us 7 people to survive for another 3 days?" Player number 33's suspicious eyes flickered. I refused immediately. "You just need to know that I have a way to get water and am willing to share it with the team." "There are only water collection points that I know of. This is my trump card." Player number 48 turned to communicate with his teammates with a quick glance. "Okay, Chuan. Welcome. My name is Lu Mo. The rule of joining our team is absolute loyalty. Never betray your comrades." Player 48 decided to extend his hand. I nodded in agreement.
The first light of Day 6 brought no hope, but rather increased despair. I went to the immigration zone alone, hoping to find more water. But I saw 5 security guards staring intently at the trash cans. It seemed the system had completely blocked this path. The last stable water source was cut off. Players who had endured thirst all day couldn't resist and drank water from the restrooms. Germs attacked them. They were immediately disqualified. Suddenly, an announcement echoed through the airport. "To speed up disqualification and increase the viewing pleasure of the final round, the survival disqualification system will now begin. Today, the 20 players with the lowest hunger and thirst stats will be disqualified at midnight." "Please note: In Terminal T3, 3 emergency supply boxes will be randomly placed. Each box contains enough food. The supply boxes contain a large amount of water and a small amount of medicine." When the boxes appeared, the system announced it throughout the map. The screen was filled with despair. "System, this is intentionally making us go into debt. Don't fall for it. They cut off the water and are forcing players to kill each other." "Calm down. There's only death." Panic began to spread rapidly among the player teams. The shameless team, being the largest, had the highest chance of getting the emergency supply boxes. Now, only 45 people remained. The shameless team occupied 25. The remaining 20, if their stats didn't miraculously increase, would be disqualified en masse tonight. Or, the remaining 20, if their stats didn't miraculously increase, would be disqualified en masse tonight. "Damn it, don't let those shameless people get the emergency supply boxes!" Lu Mo's eyes fixed on me. "How will those desperate players turn the game around in this dead-end situation?" The way of survival for the poor is not direct confrontation, but finding loopholes, creating chaos, and seizing opportunities from those events. The first emergency supply box appeared in the staff break room on B2 of T3. Suddenly, footsteps echoed from afar. The shameless team was moving towards T3. "Lu Mo, prepare to lead the team. Don't let them snatch it first." "Wait a minute." I held him back. "That's the staff break room. Do you know what that means?" "That first box must be a trap. It will disqualify the first person to arrive. The system closed the free water dispensers and the trash cans, emphasizing that NPCs must not violate them. The staff area is a restricted zone. General players cannot enter. If you force your way in, the system will consider it trespassing and disqualify you immediately." "Will the shameless team break in?" "I don't think so." I sent Ayi and Xiao Min to investigate. They sent back news: "The shameless team did not send people to break into the restricted area, but divided their forces in multiple directions. They are guarding the way to the staff break room. Their strategy is to surround it. They don't want anyone else to touch it, but they themselves don't dare to touch that hot potato either. As long as other players have no supplies, they still have an advantage. The independent players wandering around the periphery look hopeless and crazy. Their low stats tonight will be best utilized." I hid behind a pillar and whispered to my teammates, "The key card for the staff break room is in the fire extinguisher next to it." "Really? Be quiet. That shameless team is guarding the door. Let's wait for the right moment." The player by the pillar heard him. He trembled all over as if stimulated and rushed towards the fire extinguisher. "Stop it!" Wu Chi ordered, but it was too late. The player yanked open the fire extinguisher. Inside, there was no key card, only a warning alarm. The sound of the alarm blared throughout B2. In an instant, 6 armed security guards wielding pitchforks descended like gods. The situation immediately became chaotic. The security guards didn't care who opened the cabinet. Wu Chi's team, including that player, was stabbed by the pitchforks and thrown aside. The disqualification announcements rang out rapidly. Wu Chi's team lost 5 people in a row, leaving only 20. They didn't get any supply boxes. At that moment, the second supply box was unlocked.
"Emergency supply box number 2 has appeared at the VIP lounge entrance on L3 of Terminal T3." In front of the VIP room, there was usually a reception counter and service staff. The environment was luxurious, and the security system was tight. We watched from a distance and found that the elevator to the VIP zone on L3 was blocked by the shameless ones. On the tea table in the VIP lounge, the silver supply box stood out conspicuously. What to do? It was difficult even to get close. Xiao Min quickly told me, "Give me your phone. And order it to be delivered to pickup point number 15." "Pickup point number 15? Why?" Xiao Min asked strangely. I urged her to go quickly. Xiao Min took my phone and returned it to the pickup point. Half an hour later, I followed. I pretended to ask casually, "What if my phone and VIP card are lost?" "When I was walking around the airport, I used to wait in front of the VIP room, hoping to find something to eat. I observed that all the passengers who entered used a black VIP card to swipe in. This large airport, I don't believe no one has lost a VIP card." So, I described the lost items to the staff. The staff went and brought me my phone and VIP card. "These two items?" "Yes, yes, these two, right?" "Yes, yes, these two." I excitedly took the phone and card. "Thank you. Wait, you need to show proof of identity." Qiao Wu distracted the staff, so I scanned my face to unlock my phone. I secretly took a picture of the card and showed the phone to the staff. "My face can unlock the phone. As for the VIP card, I took a picture of it too." The staff checked and confirmed it was correct, then let me go. I walked to the VIP lounge. A group of tourists was going to the VIP room. A small electric cart took them to the door. I took advantage of that moment to get on the cart and sit with the passengers, avoiding the shameless ones' eyes. Then I walked openly into the VIP lounge. The lounge was at the door. The security guard took my card, swiped it, and the green light lit up. "Welcome, Platinum member. Please come inside." The door opened. Wu Chi, who had been watching the VIP room all along, shouted, "He must have stolen it!" I cursed inwardly, "This guy is so wicked!" "Lu Mo, lead our team to confront Wu Chi's team here. 6 people against 10 people, not too much of a disadvantage." Taking advantage of the chaos, I quickly rushed to the glass door. "6 people against 10 people, not a disadvantage." During the chaos, I rushed to the glass door. "Got the supply box!" The system's voice seemed to enter my ears. "Congratulations, Number 66, you have received the supply box. Use the contents inside as specified by Number 66 only. Anyone who snatches it cannot use it."
"Emergency supply box number 3 has appeared at the central reception area of Terminal T3." This was an open area with no traps, restricted zones, or VIP regulations to limit it. It was a battlefield that had to be won with pure strength and speed. Wu Chi decided to give up immediately and ordered his team to hurry to the reception area. "Now, no one is guarding the VIP room door. I hugged the box and walked out. When I opened it, I saw it was full of supplies. Enough for us 7 people for 1 day. As long as all three stats are not full, we won't be disqualified tonight." "Li Chuan, thank you very much this time." Other players were rushing to the third box. We replenished our energy frantically in the same place for the last box. Wu Chi threw off his mask, revealing his cruelty. The remaining players clashed directly with Wu Chi's team. They fought until blood flowed. In the end, Wu Chi's side had more people and had the advantage. We 7 people watched the scene from afar. Lu Mo said, "One box is not enough. Wu Chi's team members are replenishing energy. The first one is hard to get. Their team is probably in trouble now." The cold countdown of the system proceeded silently. At 11:50 PM, the atmosphere inside the terminal was extremely oppressive. The system began to summarize the results based on hunger, thirst, and physical energy rankings. The 20 players with the lowest stats would be disqualified. The cold electronic voice read out the player numbers one by one, except for our team of 7. Three other groups of players were disqualified entirely. Even the shameless team was left with only 13 people because the supplies in the boxes were not allocated properly. As the announcement ended, the entire airport fell silent like a graveyard. 20 people, 1 million yuan each, meaning a total prize pool of 20 million yuan. If all players were eliminated, the winner would sweep up a total prize of 120 million yuan. This amount was enough to make anyone go mad. Wu Chi looked at us with bloodthirsty eyes. He licked his lips and said to his teammates, "I want you all to hurt each other, but we have the advantage of numbers. We will deal with the 7 opponents, and then the 13 people will divide the 120 million. This is the surest way." Our side, Lu Mo, had an extremely serious expression. "Everyone, stay calm. Don't fall for Wu Chi's trick. We must unite first and then kill them. Therefore, we must not kill each other. We 7 people will deal with their 13 people, and then divide the 120 million yuan prize. This is the best way." At this moment, Ai An slumped to the ground. "How can we kill them? We are fewer than them. Now we can only wait to be slaughtered." "Then let's find a hiding place and lure them to separate." "I suggest, I know a place." At midnight, a 24-hour countdown appeared on the screen. Blood-red light filled the entire airport, flashing frantically. Sirens wailed, not from speakers, but directly into our brains. Just now, we saw NPCs, passengers, staff, and security guards chattering. Suddenly, they all disappeared without a trace. The vast Terminal 3 was left with only us 20 players. The survival instinct was above fear. We 7 people ran for our lives. As we entered the elevator, I quickly pressed the door close button. "Damn it! Don't let them escape! Disqualify them! That money belongs to us!" The elevator descended rapidly, taking us to the underground parking lot. The smell of oil filled the air, and the damp air hit our faces. We separated immediately, like startled mice, each finding cover. As soon as we hid, Wu Chi led his team in through the fire escape. The 20 players hid in the vast parking lot. As long as we could stall for time, I still had hope of survival. I held my breath, lying flat on the ground like a cold stone, watching the situation outside through the narrow gap under the car. "Player Number 9 was killed. 1 million yuan was transferred to the killer's account. Who killed her? Was it one of ours?" Suddenly, fighting sounds echoed, followed by the chubby guy's wails. Not long after, news spread that the chubby guy was killed. Players scattered in the warehouse, and wails echoed periodically. Announcements through the radio warned of continuous player disqualifications. "Player Number 21 was disqualified by the same player." The situation became more chaotic. Suspicion spread among the players, their morale shaken. A mysterious announcement sounded again: "Wu Chi, he is the previous champion. He has a prize of 200 million yuan. If he is disqualified, you will share 200 million yuan." This news set the entire warehouse ablaze. "What? He's the old champion. Why is he so good? Damn it, we've been manipulated!" Pu Zhi quickly defended himself. "Don't listen to that anonymous person's nonsense. I'm just like you. This is my first time participating." But no one believed him anymore. In the face of immense benefits, restraint crumbled in an instant. "Kill him, and we'll see if the 200 million is real. Kill him! Kill him!" A melee erupted again. Everyone went mad, fighting for the legendary 200 million yuan prize. Taking advantage of the chaos, I secretly crawled into an unlocked SUV. The melee erupted again. This time, everyone was driven mad by the legendary 200 million yuan prize. I took the opportunity during the chaos to crawl into the back of an unlocked SUV. I secretly crawled into the storage compartment. In the darkness, I curled into a ball. Screams and system announcements continued to echo from below. Minutes passed, and the sounds outside gradually faded until the parking lot fell silent. I peeked through the narrow gap. I saw debris scattered on the floor. Suddenly, a familiar voice echoed. "Li Chuan! Li Chuan! Are you there?" It was Lu Mo's voice. "I've captured Wu Chi. Come out quickly. Let's kill him and split the 200 million." Through the gap, I saw Lu Mo had tied up Wu Chi. Damn it. I cursed inwardly. "You guys are from the same group, aren't you? All that talk about chasing each other was a play to trick us. The purpose was to use others to kill people and eliminate the players who stood in your way. In the end, only the two of you would remain to split the prize. You know the game rules well. You used your anonymous status to manipulate players into robbing and fighting, and you reaped the benefits. You knew there would be bloodshed on the last day, so Wu Chi formed a team from the beginning, and Lu Mo pretended to be on the opposite side to make the two teams kill each other on the last day, and then you would reap the rewards." Lu Mo revealed a smug smile. "Li Chuan, thank you for the past few days." Wu Chi impatiently roared with anger. "Lu Mo, help me hold him. I want to talk to him more. Kill him!" Lu Mo glanced at him coldly. "Let Wu Chi go? What nonsense are you talking about?" "The shop is divided between two people. Isn't it better to take it all? And the 200 million you accumulated last time should be mine too." The last card was played. Lu Mo looked at me with a cow-like expression. "I forgot to mention, I sent that last message." Player 44 was eliminated. He revealed the secret: he was the previous champion. The prize of 200 million yuan was transferred to the hunter's account. Lu Mo was admiring his spoils. Suddenly, I grabbed him. "You're the previous champion. The total of 200 million has been transferred to the hunter's account." Lu Mo was admiring the prize, and suddenly I quickly grabbed the freeze spray and sprayed it directly into Lu Mo's face. A large blob of sticky spray accurately hit Lu Mo's face. Lu Mo screamed at the top of his lungs. The crowd recoiled. He doubled over in pain. I rushed to the driver's seat. When I was hiding, I checked. The car's trunk and the passenger side door were unlocked, and the key was still in the ignition. Lu Mo screamed, "Player Number 16! I'll rip your guts out!" He ignored the pain and lunged like a mad lion. His hand grazed my head before he slammed it hard onto the leather seat. My fingers touched the cold key, and I turned it with all my might. Roar! The engine roared to life and started immediately. I quickly shifted into gear and floored the accelerator. Lu Mo didn't expect the car to lurch forward. His body was thrown by the impact before falling weakly to the ground. But he still tried to get up. I shifted into reverse and drove towards him. Soon, the system announced the final verdict. "Player Number 48 has been disqualified. Easter egg revealed. Player Number 48 is the previous champion. A total of 180 million yuan has been transferred to the hunter's account." Only 1 player survived. Congratulations, Player 66 is the final survivor and the sole winner of this airport. Player 6 received this round's prize of 120 million and 180 million, totaling 500 million yuan. I looked at the wreckage of the car, my body covered in oil and dust. There was no joy, only exhaustion and unbearable weakness, like a survivor. The bright red light gradually faded, and the warning sound stopped. I was back in the empty game world. Beside my ear, the system whispered, "You now have a prize of 500 million yuan. Live well. But according to the rules, the winner is forbidden to leave the game. Therefore, you will have to bear a debt of 500 million yuan." The white light gradually faded. I saw people standing around, their eyes wide with confusion and suspicion, looking at their surroundings. The system said, "Welcome, 1 million players, to the Poor Person's Game. Starting capital: 50 yuan. Goal: Survive for 7 days." "Prize: 1 million yuan. The winner will receive a prize of 1 million yuan."