Chapter 821: Chapter 785: Nicholas Breakdown
For some reason, Gu Mian detected a sense of vindictive pleasure in Crazy Tower Chief’s tone.
Before he could turn around to look, Crazy Tower Chief had already walked up and plopped down next to Gu Mian on his own.
Then he pushed aside the interfering plates on the table and laid out a few identity cards one by one.
"Your identity cards have arrived."
Gu Mian looked down at the identity cards on the table.
They looked somewhat like playing cards, a total of six cards, five of which depicted a figure resembling a king wearing a crown.
The remaining card illustrated a gaunt, shackled slave.
The identities were clear.
The five king cards were for the Upper Class, and the remaining slave card was for the lower-class.
"There are five of you in total, but to avoid any surprises, I purchased six identity cards from the Toy Goose Special Item Processing Factory."
Crazy Tower Chief counted Dai Huanhuan in as well.
In reality, Gu Mian didn’t intend to take Dai Huanhuan into the main area; she only needed to steal and sell something outside to pay off debts.
Gu Mian reached out for one of the king identity cards and, the moment he touched it, an introduction panel appeared before him.
[Paradise World Upper Class Identity Card (In-app Purchases Version)]
[Introduction: So tiring, there are always NPCs who think Paradise World is fun and want to go there to experience life, but everyone’s appearance looks outright lower-class there, so I made this identity card. With it, you can deceive everyone, transforming your appearance and status into a legal Upper Class person.]
[Function: The moment you carry it, you become Nicholas Zhao Si, naturally blending in as Upper Class in Paradise World. The disguise disappears when it’s away from your side (can be reused).]
The in-app purchases version was likely specifically for low-dimensional world NPCs to purchase.
Perhaps since these items were for their own people, the item descriptions were exceptionally perfunctory, as if filled with the casualness of an employee lunch.
Gu Mian then looked at the introductions for the other four Upper Class identity cards. Except for the names, everything else was the same.
"Nicholas Zhao Si, Nicholas Wang Er, Nicholas Chen Wu..." what a grand Nicholas family.
As for the sole lower-class identity card, the introduction was even more ridiculous.
[Paradise World Spider’s Foot No. 1 Street Lower-Class Identity Card (In-app Purchases Version)]
[Introduction: Honestly, I don’t know why I made this thing. Everyone’s appearance dumped into Paradise World is already that of a lower-class person. Why even use an identity card to disguise? I guess it might soon be discontinued.]
[Function: The moment you carry it, you become a lower-class person. No one will notice a lower-class person’s name, call yourself whatever you like. The disguise disappears when it’s away from your side (can be reused).]
The numbers of upper and lower-class identity cards weren’t equal, Crazy Tower Chief voluntarily explained to Gu Mian: "I don’t recommend anyone but you using the lower-class identity card. This is for the benefit of your companions. Using a lower-class identity to participate in a TV show will involve many dangers, and you wouldn’t want your companions to get hurt..."
Having spent considerable time in this world, he naturally knew how despised lower-class people were in Paradise.
Of course, the sole lower-class identity card had other reasons too. Crazy Tower Chief coughed awkwardly twice: "The lower-class identity card was discontinued early due to poor sales. I worked hard to get you this one."
Gu Mian knew Crazy Tower Chief wasn’t so thoughtful; surely the reason below was the main one.
It’s worth mentioning that the lower-class identity card also came with matching items—a vaccine certificate.
It was a simple green-covered booklet, printed with "Spider’s Foot No. 1 Street Lower-Class Vaccine Certificate."
Somewhat like a vaccine certificate made for pets by their owners before the global game began.
"The lower-class chosen to participate in the TV show are not randomly selected. For viewership effects, the Upper Class selects lower-class people from relatively clean lower-class residential areas, and Spider’s Foot No. 1 Street is within the selection range;
"And to prevent the selected lower-class from carrying infectious diseases that could spread to viewers, only those with complete vaccinations qualify for selection. I have also prepared the vaccine booklet for you;
"I’ll help you sneak in, but whether you’re picked is entirely up to you."
Gu Mian opened the vaccine booklet.
It contained no name, no gender, no personal introduction, just a few lines of vaccine records.
[Plague vaccine administered]
[Black Blood Disease vaccine administered]
[Mutation Fever vaccine administered]
Even with a vaccine booklet, the Upper Class couldn’t be bothered to register a lower-class person’s name on it.
"So can you leave now?" Crazy Tower Chief had offered everything he could, now hoping that Gu Mian and his group would hurry and leave.
But under his eager gaze, Gu Mian shook his head and pointed to the flyer on the table: "Not yet, the TV show starts in six days."
Thus began a nightmarish week for Crazy Tower Chief.
In these days, Gu Mian and his gang of hangers-on wandered around his Game City, frightening countless customers who came to shop.
After a few days, the number of customers in Game City noticeably dwindled, but the number of complaint letters in the "Chief’s Mailbox" notably increased, to the point where the small mailbox was overflowing by the end of each day, almost unable to take in more complaint letters.
Everyone complained about Gu Mian roaming Game City, hoping the Chief would justly punish him.
Even more outrageous was the fact that one of these complaint letters was written by Gu Mian himself.
Complaining about there being no store in Game City selling photo frames and chin prosthetics, and urging Crazy Tower Chief to open one soon.
Furthermore, every day, Gu Mian would go into store after store asking if they had restocked any photo frames and chin prosthetics today.
The store managers, overwhelmed with complaints, went in droves to Crazy Tower Chief to grumble about it.
Having no other choice, Crazy Tower Chief had to personally find the items Gu Mian wanted and hand them over to him, hoping he would be more restrained.
With the Upper Class identity cards and delivery tasks to be done.
The ten photo frames for the Inferior Sightseeing Park and five chin prosthetics from Crazy Plastic Surgery tasks were completed without much hindrance.
"Tomorrow is the date the TV show begins. By then, the Upper Class will surely come to Spider’s Foot No. 1 Street to pick lower-class participants. Gu Mian, you can go today." In a bookstore, Gu Mian, Chu Changge, and 007 sat at a long table discussing the upcoming TV show procedures.
During these days, Gu Mian had already learned about the stage layout and general procedure of the TV show from Crazy Tower Chief.
"This is the TV show venue map Crazy Tower Chief provided." Gu Mian spread out a venue layout map on the table. "It used to be a sports stadium, later abandoned, and just right for the Upper Class to convert into the current TV show venue."
Despite the reconstruction, it still retained its original general outline.
"The original venue was roughly elliptical, with the stage here, right in the center." Gu Mian pointed to the center of the layout with a small wooden stick, then pointed around the ellipse, "Around the stage was an oval-shaped audience area."
"However, the original audience area was too large, and the venue too vast, making it hard for those at the back to see the central stage. So the Upper Class demolished the original audience area and built a total of nine rows of seats around the central stage."
The small wooden stick had mysteriously been pulled from his pocket, looking like a tool the Fortune-teller had used in the food processing plant to ask for directions. Gu Mian guessed Xiao Hong might have stealthily slipped it into his pocket.
However, it was quite useful.
Gu Mian navigated effortlessly on the layout with the Fortune-teller’s stick.
Meanwhile, back in the apartment, the Fortune-teller was going through his clothes, checking each pocket: "Weird, where’s my divining stick? I clearly remember putting it in my pocket..."
