Chapter 865: Chapter 829: That’s Not a Person
"Doctor—" Fatty raised his melodious voice and ran towards the figure that suddenly appeared at the amusement park entrance.
He had been "waiting for the rabbit" here for a long time, just so he could welcome Gu Mian the moment he returned.
Bored, Xiao Qiao heard about Fatty waiting for the rabbit and eagerly said she wanted to see the rabbit too, happily tagging along.
The two of them had been waiting here for quite a while, and Fatty was so sleepy he started to doze off.
Just as he covered his mouth to yawn, he suddenly heard the sound of something landing at the amusement park entrance ahead.
Looking over there, he saw several figures appearing out of thin air.
The doctor is back! Fatty immediately approached happily.
But before he had run a few steps forward, a huge force from behind grabbed him, stopping him from advancing even an inch.
It was Xiao Qiao.
"It’s not a rabbit."—Fatty heard Xiao Qiao say.
Of course it’s not a rabbit; it’s our dear doctor, Fatty thought to himself. But he quickly realized that the people who appeared ahead were neither rabbits nor the doctor, nor were they Chu Changge and 007.
Instead, they were reflective people in white, and one of them looked increasingly familiar.
"Wait, wait, wait..." Seeing the familiar person, Fatty stammered in fright, pointing at someone wearing a pink shirt in the crowd ahead, "Isn’t that... isn’t that..."
Fatty had been to the Slaughter game instance and had crossed paths with him once.
"Teacher Slaughter."
"Yes, that perverted host. Huh? Brother Chu, you’re back, how come you suddenly appeared behind us." Hearing the familiar voice coming from behind, Fatty turned and saw Chu Changge’s face.
As he spoke, Fatty craned his head to look behind Chu Changge: "Where’s the doctor? Where’s Miss 007?"
"When the key teleports people, it scatters them. I happened to be teleported behind you, and the two of them were probably sent somewhere else."
Fatty’s eyes widened: "What should we do? If the doctor and Miss 007 are sent to the North Pole, we’ll lose them forever!"
Chu Changge looked at him expressionlessly: "It’s not that extreme; they won’t be scattered too far."
"That’s a relief," Fatty relaxed, "Let’s ask the doctor where he is in the group chat later. I hope he can make it back for dinner tonight. I specially bought ingredients to make braised rabbit..."
"What are those white things?" Xiao Qiao’s voice came from the side, as she pointed to Teacher Slaughter still seated on the ground, unresponsive.
Fatty hurriedly corrected her: "Those aren’t things."
"Is this not a thing too?" Xiao Qiao reached out and caught a little flying thing near her head. It looked like an eyeball with wings.
She squeezed the little thing, and it felt similar to an eyeball.
"The key can bring living beings within a 500-meter radius into the real world. When Gu Mian used the key, these Upper Class People happened to be nearby," Chu Changge explained, "And in your hand, is a tracking device used as cameras in reality TV, these things came along with us."
Though he didn’t know why a tracking device was categorized as "living," it indeed came along.
"Ah..." Fatty felt a bit intimidated, "I encountered these Upper Class People in the Slaughter game, they were terrifying, and now they are in the real world..."
"They are not scary anymore now." Chu Changge also looked at those Upper Class People at the amusement park entrance.
Aside from Teacher Slaughter being intact, the others were either crippled or lying on the ground, all thanks to Gu Mian’s handiwork.
The privileged Upper Class People came to this world without slaves to command and without their luxurious living conditions. Now their lives are like dried reeds, breaking with a gentle force.
But they obviously weren’t aware of their fragility as reeds.
Teacher Slaughter didn’t know why his surroundings suddenly changed, and it was no longer his stage.
He saw a clown-painted arch nearby, but the gate was rusty from disrepair. Rain had drawn long rust streaks from the clown’s head, resembling tear stains on its face.
Weeds grew between the tiles under the archway. There were rows of buildings on either side, but their signs and doors had fallen off, appearing neglected for a long time.
And beneath him was an irregular circle drawn with chalk, of which he did not know the purpose.
This was an entirely unfamiliar place.
"What exactly happened!" He had asked this question countless times in his mind over the past few days.
Based on nearby buildings, this didn’t seem like a lower-class residential area, but the Upper Class People domains wouldn’t be this overgrown.
Could this be a restricted area?
But no one could give him an answer.
Next to him on the ground were several Upper Class People whimpering, sporting chainsaw cuts on their bodies.
Teacher Slaughter ignored them, continuing to survey the area.
Soon, he spotted three people standing not far away.
Upon seeing Chu Changge’s face, his breath caught, and with a panicked expression, he continued looking around. Seeing no one else but the three of them, Teacher Slaughter felt a weight lift from his heart.
Great, he thought to himself, although he didn’t know why he ended up in this unfamiliar place, but it’s good that No.9 isn’t here.
As long as No.9 isn’t here, everything would be manageable.
Those three lower-class people appeared to pose no threat. If I tempt them with some benefits, they’d probably obediently send me back to the Upper Class People zone.
In broad daylight, Teacher Slaughter started daydreaming.
But that bespectacled one wouldn’t be so easily fooled; he’s in cahoots with No.9. Come to think of it, this bespectacled guy was also in the final episode of the Slaughter game...
Because of Gu Mian’s outstanding performance in the Slaughter game, Teacher Slaughter’s mind was filled with thoughts of him, completely ignoring the others.
Now that he seriously considered it, this bespectacled lower-class person was very familiar, appearing to have been with that pesky No.9 in the Slaughter game.
And that fatty next to him... Teacher Slaughter stared at Fatty curiously, feeling he had seen him before. Racking his brain, he finally remembered that Fatty also appeared in the final episode of the Slaughter game.
Wasn’t he dead!
Teacher Slaughter’s eyes widened, watching the lively and energetic Fatty.
He remembered Fatty being fatally shot by the Order Guard who had entered, yet now he was alive right before his eyes.
Now Teacher Slaughter lost all intention of approaching to coerce them; he stepped back, attempting to distance himself from this unknown if he was human or ghost Fatty.
What kind of ghost place have I ended up in? Could it be that I’m dead too? For a moment, such a thought crossed Teacher Slaughter’s mind.
