Chapter 900: Chapter 863: You Call This Thing a Hero?
Achieved Ending: History Repeats Itself II.
Achieved Ending: History Repeats Itself III.
Achieved Ending: History Repea...
After experiencing several recurring endings, Gu Mian finally couldn’t bear it and flipped the table.
He no longer followed the initial instance’s actions, instead immediately departing from the lower-class populace to head toward Xu Xingcheng.
Each cycle only lasted two days. Even without Gu Mian the Hero, the lower-class fought their way into the Pleasure Heavenly City within two days.
Then time sped up, and the lower-class once again became the upper-class.
Meanwhile, Gu Mian, searching for Xu Xingcheng outside, found nothing.
This time he didn’t achieve the "history repeats itself" ending, instead unlocking a new idiom, "accomplished nothing."
Then, darkness fell around him once more, and soon that glimmer of light reappeared, immediately erupting with intense brightness, illuminating the surroundings.
Then he heard the nauseating line he had heard countless times.
"With Gu Mian the Hero, we will certainly... uh..."
Before the other could finish their line, Gu Mian picked up a stone from the ground and smashed it hard against their head.
Since leading the lower-class to overthrow the upper-class only made the lower-class the new upper-class, he might as well not let them overthrow.
He had a way to make everyone equal.
Thinking this, Gu Mian equally knocked down the dozens of lower-class people around him, dusted his hands, and continued alone toward the upper-class residential area.
After so many historical repetitions, Gu Mian understood.
Whether it’s the upper-class toppling the lower-class or the lower-class toppling the upper-class, a hierarchy will inevitably emerge. The winning side naturally becomes the upper-class, while the losing side also naturally becomes the lower-class.
In the Evil God’s original script, the lower-class was supposed to overthrow the upper-class’s dictatorship, and the overthrown upper-class would eventually come to their senses, moved by the kindness and courage of the lower-class. In the end, everyone would live together happily and harmoniously.
The Evil God wanted to achieve a conclusion of equality for all beings, making everyone stand on equal footing, sharing joys and sorrows.
Expecting the upper-class and lower-class to "share joys" was impossible.
But Gu Mian could make them "share sorrows."
He could defeat the upper-class, enslave the lower-class, allowing everyone to equally endure the same hardship as workhorses.
This could certainly be considered equality for all beings.
The script created by the Evil God always prioritized the protagonist, and Gu Mian was the protagonist in it.
Under the script’s control, Gu Mian single-handedly challenged the upper-class residential area, achieving a remarkable feat of defeating thousands on his own.
In addition to bullying the upper-class, Gu Mian never forgot to punch any lower-class villages he encountered along the way.
Overall, as long as he saw someone ahead, whether upper-class or lower-class, Gu Mian would rush up and slap them.
And so he slapped his way to the outskirts of Pleasure City.
What seemed absurd was that under his oppression, the upper-class and lower-class unprecedentedly united, forming an alliance in Pleasure Heavenly City, vowing to overthrow the evil Gu Mian.
But their resistance was in vain.
Outside Pleasure City, the Slaughter and Torture who came forward were also slapped by Gu Mian, and as he knocked them down, Gu Mian recited the line he had prepared long ago: "Haha, from now on, whether upper-class or lower-class, all shall be my slaves, Gu Mian the Hero!"
"You’re like this and still call yourself a hero? The founding aristocrats might as well let you take the title," Torture said sourly from the left.
With a blank expression, Gu Mian continued his lines: "Foolish slaves, Gu Mian the Hero no longer wishes to see you. Get out of my sight."
The upper-class and lower-class present, under the influence of the script, had already come to accept the reality of being slaves. They scrambled to carry out Gu Mian’s orders and dispersed.
In the end, only Gu Mian, Slaughter, and Torture were left on the scene.
Gu Mian, accompanied by the two, entered the conference hall behind them yet again, though he had lost count of how many times.
"This script is different this time, King Gu," Torture quipped sarcastically on the side.
"Which iteration is this?" Slaughter, looking exhausted, couldn’t remember how many loops they had gone through.
"The twelfth time." Gu Mian vowed that the next time he saw the Evil God, he would tear him apart bare-handed.
But now wasn’t the time for tearing people apart; the immediate task was to leave this place.
Thinking this, Gu Mian looked in the direction of the hall entrance again. The light outside began to flicker, indicating that time had started fast-forwarding.
Because this time the ending was Gu Mian’s dictatorship; the lower-class didn’t successfully overthrow the upper-class, and the upper-class couldn’t continue their rule either.
So, no one came to the conference hall, and the three waited inside for a long time, but nothing happened.
"It’ll probably take some more time," Slaughter glanced at the door and then withdrew his gaze, "Hope this will be the last time."
Although this differed from the script initially agreed upon, it was already the best outcome compared to previous endings; no more upper-class or lower-class, everyone equally became slaves.
During this waiting time, Gu Mian suddenly remembered something and turned to look at Torture beside him, "Do you know Jiang Yang?"
Xie Bi’an’s original name was Jiang Yang.
In the Fierce Ghost Exhibition instance, Gu Mian saw his body hidden under a cloak all along, as though it had been burned by fire, with no well part left.
Seeing his body at that moment, Gu Mian naturally thought of Torture, who had a similar fate.
Torture’s entire body was also corroded by acid, also rendered unrecognizable, and only by wishing on a statue did he acquire a brand new skin. This new skin was the pale layer on him now; he not only got new skin himself but also transformed all the upper-class in this world to become pale.
"That lower-class person who left our world? I gave him his name," Torture said listlessly after glancing at Gu Mian.
"You gave him his name?"
"Lower-class people don’t need names in this world; I took quite an effort to think of his name before sending him out," Torture fiddled with his fingers, unsure why Gu Mian brought up Jiang Yang.
"Why do you ask him?"
"I want to know what he looked like before leaving this world," Gu Mian recalled the Xie Bi’an he saw in the Fierce Ghost Exhibition, suspecting that the burned skin was something that happened to Xie Bi’an in this world.
However, Xiao Qiao and Chu Changge had seen Jiang Yang in the real world before, and Xiao Qiao said he was good-looking.
This suggested that Xie Bi’an left the Paradise World looking normal.
Later, an accident occurred, and both Chu Changge and Xiao Qiao thought he had died. However, he reappeared mysteriously but permanently hid his true face under a cloak. It wasn’t until the Fierce Ghost Exhibition instance that his cloak was pulled off by Gu Mian, and everyone saw him in his current appearance.
"Just like an average lower-class person, nothing special," Torture thought for a moment and added, "Oh, he looked quite good."
Same as Xiao Qiao’s assessment, quite good-looking.
To earn such an evaluation from both Xiao Qiao and Torture, he indeed must have been quite handsome.
"Do you know what happened to him after he left this world?" Gu Mian asked.
Torture shrugged. "I don’t know; you can ask him yourself. He should be by your side now. As a Guardian, he should always protect the people he’s guarding."
Slaughter and Torture, being the highest-level entities in this world, naturally knew about the Guardian matters.
"Does every world have a Guardian? Was someone assigned to notify you to select a Guardian and send them to the real world?" Gu Mian inquired.
Torture openly replied, "Yes, they said it was to send them to bond with dear you, hopefully building an inseparable bond, so that when you come to our world demolishing everything, you might spare us considering they mean something to you"
"So everyone deliberately chose someone good-looking. I hear people from other worlds even molded one that resembled themselves."
