Chapter 858: Chapter 822: Who Is the Old Acquaintance?
"I’ll do it."
A voice reached his ears, somewhat familiar and slightly annoying, causing him to frown and look toward the source of the voice.
It was 1118, the one who ranked first in votes and popularity in the first stage.
Teacher Slaughter still remembered what 1118 did in the first stage, and thinking of this made him even more displeased with 1118.
However, since 1118 voluntarily offered to take the place of the executioner, Teacher Slaughter was happy to see it happen. If he wanted to replace 1003, he would have to complete the two projects chosen by 1766, with the chances of survival being extremely slim.
"Oh, it’s our number 1118, huh? Do you want to replace 1003 as the executor for the second group?" Teacher Slaughter looked at Gu Mian with disdain.
"Yes," Gu Mian showed a hesitant expression on his face, "Although those facilities look terrifying, I’m even more afraid of being eliminated without even having the chance to go on stage."
The sudden change made everyone’s eyes turn to Gu Mian, no longer caring about the corpse of 1766 in the Ferris wheel, which silently lay in the cabin, rising to the sky as the wheel turned.
"Gu Mian talked with Li San for quite a while, probably asked him where Lu Yi is." 007 kept an eye on Gu Mian’s situation, watching the exchange between Gu Mian and Li San, "Being able to communicate normally with lower-class people, this Li San is indeed not a true upper-class person."
"Li San likely told Gu Mian that Lu Yi is hidden in the stage, and Gu Mian went on stage to confirm Li San’s words." Chu Changge didn’t look at Gu Mian on the stage but focused on Li San not far from the stage.
After all, Li San’s identity was uncertain, there’s always the chance he might be lying, and the key insurance should be used only after verifying that Lu Yi is truly under the stage.
"The stage’s top can open and close, the tic-tac-toe grid rises from the top of the stage through the elevator platform. To see inside the stage, from the top is the best option." 007 pondered, "But the upper-class people definitely won’t let him destroy the stage without obstruction, some upper-class people will certainly go up to stop him."
When the time comes, it will be their turn to step in, and Chu Changge still had many "atmosphere creation eggs," all supplied by Crazy Tower Chief.
was thinking about what might happen next, clenching her fists and quietly preparing in her heart.
She suddenly thought of something, turning to look at Mingliang beside Chu Changge.
Mingliang always wanted to stay in this world, but staying here meant he would become a lower-class person and live the life of a lower-class person for the rest of his life. The length of this "rest of his life" was uncertain—if lucky, it could last years; if unlucky, it might only be a few days.
Crazy Tower Chief had mentioned to them that lower-class people in this world had very short lifespans, growing up in extremely poor conditions, if not starving or freezing to death along the way, they’d be taken by upper-class people and thrown into various "entertainment venues" as adults, most lower-class people never return.
A hunting ground was nearby Crazy Game City, where the prey was not animals but lower-class people, hunted for fun by upper-class people.
And there were many similar places.
At this moment, Gu Mian, at Teacher Slaughter’s invitation, was walking toward the top of the Pyramid—once he confirmed Lu Yi was inside the stage, he would use the key.
"If you want to leave, you’d better do it soon, Gu Mian is about to bring us back to the real world." 007 watched Mingliang’s head bowed down, ever since the roller coaster, Mingliang had buried his head deeply, not daring to witness the lower-class people’s fate.
Now, not only was his head lowered, he even covered his ears, creating a sense of self-deception.
Though Mingliang covered his ears, 007 knew he could hear her speaking.
saw his lips move slightly, as if wanting to say something, but no sound came out.
It was indeed a dilemma whether the ghost or the upper-class was scarier.
On the stage, Gu Mian was stepping closer and closer to Teacher Slaughter, yet Mingliang still hadn’t moved.
Just when 007 thought he had given up staying here, Mingliang suddenly raised his head with a jerk, tears glistening in his eyes: "I’m really afraid of ghosts! I hate this, hate living in constant fear, hate the outside world;
"Outside, I haven’t had a good night’s sleep, always worried about what to do tomorrow, what to do in the next instance, spending every day and every moment in worry;
"I really want to end this life, no longer frightened by ghosts, even if only for a few days..."
As he spoke, Mingliang suddenly stood up.
"I’m sorry, I’m sorry—" he dared not look at Chu Changge and 007’s expressions, only kept bowing, apologizing, then turned and ran outside.
He made his choice.
"He wants to stay here." Chu Changge looked at Mingliang’s retreating figure.
That silhouette grew more distant, passing through the cheering crowd, through one entertainment project after another, heading toward the door.
His figure grew smaller, finally disappearing at the door of the venue.
He set his mind to not return to his homeland.
"With an upper-class identity card, he can still enjoy happiness for a while here." Chu Changge didn’t look at Mingliang leaving but stayed focused on the stage.
Even if Mingliang had an upper-class identity card, he can’t be happy for long.
The identity card only made him look like an upper-class person, it didn’t truly establish his identity. With an upper-class identity card, in this world, he was like a black household—no residence, no identity, no money, he’d soon be noticed by other upper-class people.
sighed and looked at the stage.
Meanwhile, Li San was not far from the stage, watching Gu Mian ascend to the tower top with his mouth wide open.
He thought that person just wanted 1118 to liven up the atmosphere in the first stage.
The second stage’s level of danger was too high, with 1118’s ranking placing him at the back, allowing him to not be required to go on stage, leading to a natural elimination, yet that guy unexpectedly volunteered to step up.
Before 1118 volunteered to step up, he left him a message—"If you don’t want to end up like the unlucky host of the guess the word instance, you better leave now."
With this message thrown, 1118 went on stage.
Li San was dumbfounded at the moment.
He had a foreboding feeling in his heart, but now everyone’s eyes were focused on 1118, making it hard for him to call out to 1118, only able to watch him go up with wide eyes.
In no time, Gu Mian reached the tower tip.
"Why aren’t you leaving yet?" Seeing Gu Mian had gone up and he still hadn’t moved, Mr. Green asked him.
"What did he mean by that?" Li San asked uncertainly.
Mr. Green rolled his eyes: "It means if you don’t leave now, you’ll end up having a loving relationship with that unlucky host in the real world."
Upon hearing this, Li San staggered back a step, momentarily unable to accept Mr. Green’s words.
A malicious thought popped into his mind, yet it seemed impossible.
Who exactly was 1118? He didn’t seem like the logistics personnel from the guess the word instance...besides, his recent words were strange, what did "end up like that unlucky host" mean?
Listening to this green dwarf’s words, it seemed like if he didn’t leave soon, he’d be taken to the real world.
But that’s simply not possible!
Even if that person came, they didn’t have such means. Back then, that unlucky host was taken out of the instance due to global gaming just starting, and there being loopholes.
Thinking of that person made Li San involuntarily take several steps back again.
Should he leave? Listen to 1118 and leave now?
His legs wanted to walk, but his rationality made him stay.
"1118’s words aren’t necessarily trustworthy, but I spent a long time finding this job."
