Chapter 897: Chapter 861: Sexy Hero Facing Two Thousand Alone
"The Upper Class People are not directly controlled by us; they will do their utmost to exterminate the lower-class people, so during the final confrontation, his strength cannot differ too greatly from ours."
"Hmm... unlike this time, how many lower-class people did you bring?"
"Forty," Gu Mian replied, "Including the ones recruited on the way, it was originally fifty-eight, but eighteen of them ate too much and couldn’t move, so they stayed in the previous Upper Class People living area."
Slaughter was silent.
After a long silence he continued: "Pleasure Heavenly City now has over seventy thousand Upper Class People."
"Seventy-eight thousand six hundred ninety-two," Gu Mian said, this was the data reported to him by the Upper Class People search engine.
"So the people you brought, each one of them fought against roughly two thousand Upper Class People."
Upon hearing this, Gu Mian was silent too.
Although he knew it was all scripted by the Evil God, it indeed seemed quite unreasonable.
Setting aside whether it’s reasonable or not.
Gu Mian glanced at Slaughter: "In the original script of yours, at this point it would basically be the end, right?"
Slaughter nodded: "The Hero leads lower-class people to defeat the evil Upper Class People, and thereafter, people live happily ever after; the story ends amidst joyous laughter."
Outside, the sound of fireworks and firecrackers was constantly going off, and the sound of celebration from the lower-class people could actually be regarded as joyous laughter.
But why hasn’t the ending arrived yet?
"Now this ending... Slaughter glanced at the large door of the conference hall behind him, the sound of revelry seeping in through the crack of the door, indeed this is the ending we used to eagerly anticipate but never achieved... Maybe there were many such endings in the past, but they are no longer in our memory."
He said as he curled his lips upward, seemingly attempting to make a smile.
But the smile was terribly ugly.
"Interesting?" Suddenly Torture spoke up beside him, "Is this the ending you want? A perfect ending achieved without any effort, resistance, or realization, revealing its falsity everywhere, was this falsely controlled ending what you wanted when scripting?"
Slaughter’s lips quickly drooped down, no semblance of even a fake smile remaining on his face, he lowered his head and let out a long sigh: "Can’t really extend the timeframe to ten years."
The current situation is awkward.
Obviously, the agreed ending was completed, yet the faces of the two Upper Class People founders showed no trace of happiness.
Gu Mian also couldn’t manage to leave here successfully.
He didn’t know which part had gone wrong, what developments could possibly come next? Should these two Upper Class People founders be dragged out for execution?
"By the way, Xu Xingcheng," suddenly remembered something, Slaughter spoke to Gu Mian, "He also invested his avatar in this world, some were Upper Class People, some were lower-class people. A while ago, when you made a scene at the trial variety show, Xu Xingcheng’s avatar even went, you almost met."
"Who is his avatar?" Gu Mian asked.
"Later, the Order Guard captain at the variety show venue; at that time, his avatar hadn’t awakened yet, now his memory has returned, maybe finding him will yield some answers." Slaughter said, letting out a long breath, "However, we don’t know his whereabouts now either."
Gu Mian took note, deciding to issue a task to the lower-class people to locate Xu Xingcheng.
Speaking of Xu Xingcheng, he thought of another matter: "There are quite a few NPCs in this world, since the rollback, have you seen them?"
Anyway, Gu Mian hadn’t seen a single NPC shadow along the way, nor found any NPC residential area on the map.
Don’t know if the NPCs will follow this rollback as well.
"At this current time point, the NPCs from other worlds haven’t settled in this world yet, so their buildings naturally disappeared, but I can’t be sure about the people themselves, nor do I know where they are."
Gu Mian added the task to find NPCs to his mind, perhaps some NPCs could help him leave this place, maybe someone might have special items like a Dungeon Entry Ticket, enabling him to escape this world by entering an instance.
However, even if he obtained a Dungeon Entry Ticket, it might not work, the connection between this place and the global game world is severed, the Dungeon Entry Ticket might just end up being a useless piece of paper.
Right now, finding Xu Xingcheng is the priority.
At this moment, there was a knocking sound at the conference hall door.
Gu Mian turned to look at the door, outside the cheering and cannon sounds had suddenly stopped at some unknown point in time, he noticed light flashing from the crack of the door, bright then dim, bright then dim, flashing every few seconds.
What’s happening outside?
But before Gu Mian could respond, the person outside entered without waiting, and the person was not a normal human figure, but a semi-transparent phantom, seemingly due to his speed while walking.
In an instant, the person at the door moved to Gu Mian’s side and placed some document on his desk.
Before Gu Mian could say anything, the phantom blinked and left.
As the phantom closed the door, Gu Mian saw the sky outside flashing.
One moment it was daytime, the next moment it became night.
He understood, time was accelerating.
"Regarding the rules for Upper Class People identity transformation," Slaughter read out the document in front of Gu Mian, "Looks like there will be new Upper Class People again."
Gu Mian understood why time was accelerated.
The current ending isn’t truly the end, just like in fairy tales where often the princess and the Prince’s wedding marks the conclusion, but it is not the final ending for these characters, they still have a long journey ahead.
This world too.
But the Evil God thoughtfully accelerated time for Gu Mian.
In the conference hall, the phantoms come and go.
Gu Mian watched as those original lower-class people phantoms quickly shuttled around the conference hall, turning from grimy and downtrodden to clean and tidy, their clothing taste becoming advanced, stacks of plans piled in front of Gu Mian.
"Original Upper-Class Rights Repeal Notice"
"Original Upper Class People renamed as Lower-Class People Notice"
"Lower-class People Eviction Order"
"Application for Lower-class People Residential Area Development Plan"
"Application to Rename Original Commoner Name to Upper Class People Proposal"
With every opening and closing of the conference hall door, Gu Mian also saw the scene outside.
With almost every opening, new tall buildings were constructed outside, the city was more magnificent than ever, eventually surpassing the scale of Pleasure Heavenly City Gu Mian had seen during his last visit to a variety show.
Initially, he could still see several "Upper Class People slaves"
Although the Upper Class People had now been renamed as lower-class people, Gu Mian was still accustomed to the previous terminology.
Those pallid Upper Class People had now become slaves to the lower-class people.
At first, Gu Mian occasionally saw a few Upper Class People slaves passing outside with their masters, but later as their status became increasingly lower, they weren’t fit to enter the residential area, so the lower-class people concentrated all the Upper Class People, expelling them to the specially developed "new Lower-Class People Residential Area."
In the conference room, the phantoms changed every moment.
Gu Mian saw the expressions of the lower-class people shift from initial insecurity to itching to try, and later from itching to try became the appearance of tilting their heads and gawking condescendingly.
If not for the color, Gu Mian could hardly distinguish them from the previous Upper Class People.
Finally, time slowed down, and the people in the conference room were no longer phantoms, Gu Mian could finally hear what they were saying.
A dozen well-dressed lower-class people sat on either side of the long table.
He saw the lower-class person sitting at the head of the table raise his high neck, a sickening smile exclusive to Upper Class People hanging on his face, speaking proudly: "I declare, the first edition of the Upper-class Protection Law is officially passed!"
