Chapter 793 Gu Mian’s most reassuring chapter for Mr. Green
Mr. Green felt that he had lost hope in his life. He was already very unlucky, and now he still had to participate in that damn variety show.
He had heard a little about variety shows in this world before, and he knew how cruel the entertainment programs in this world were to lower-class people, and they could kill them if they were not careful.
When the word guessing dungeon was still there, he wanted to take time to come to this world to visit and study, and make his word guessing dungeon more exciting and thrilling.
Unfortunately, he came to this world, but his identity changed from a host to a participant.
Now that we have boarded the thief's car, there is no possibility of getting out.
Thinking of this, Mr. Green stuck close to Gu Mian and looked up at him expectantly: "You will protect me, right."
Gu Mian lowered her head and smiled at him: "Of course."
After all, Mr. Green is also Xiaohong's old toy. He is a frequent toy thrown around by Xiaohong. Gu Mian will definitely try to protect her beloved toy.
After receiving Gu Mian's promise, Mr. Lu breathed a sigh of relief.
This was truly the episode that made Gu Mian feel most at ease.
At this time, eight people including them had entered the car.
Gu Mian looked at the people who came in from the front, and saw that some of them were holding their number plates in their hands, and some were hanging on their chests.
"1111, 1112..." Gu Mian looked at their number plates. It seemed that the numbers were issued in the order they entered the carriage. Mr. Lu and he were the seventh and eighth to enter the carriage respectively.
Gu Mian took Mr. Lu and found an empty corner to sit down.
There were no chairs or benches for people to sit and rest in the carriage, so they had to sit on the ground. Moreover, the iron-clad carriage was not very ventilated, so it was a bit stuffy inside. It was likely to get even hotter as more people gathered.
But the lower-class people inside didn't think there was anything wrong with this. Each of them had an expression of excitement and yearning on their face, and some were whispering.
"I heard that we are going to the place where the superior people live to canvass votes. I wonder how big and nice the place where the superior people live is."
"The floor there must be full of food. Everyone has two beds when sleeping, one for the first half of the night and one for the second half of the night. Do you know what a bed is, right?"
"1119"
"1110"
The sound of superiors distributing number plates came again from outside, and people poured into the carriage one after another, making the originally small space slightly crowded.
Gu Mian slowly protected Mr. Green in front of her and asked the brave Mr. Green to help her block the enemies in the carriage.
Mr. Green was squeezed and twisted, making a coughing sound.
"History is always surprisingly similar." Gu Mian sighed.
The last time I came to Paradise World to participate in a circus variety show, the scene in the car was almost the same as now, but this time there was a distorted Mr. Green.
Last time Louis was a superior circus ringmaster, but this time he became a prisoner.
"Help, help...I..." Mr. Green made a difficult voice.
Only then did Gu Mian pull him out of the crowded crowd.
He was too short, his head was pushed back and forth by other people's buttocks, and his hair was all messed up.
"1150, we have enough people, the rest can go away." The superior man's voice came from outside.
It seems that one car can only transport fifty low-class people, and of course there will be no room for more.
When they heard that there were enough people, the train was about to leave, and the people in the carriage became excited again, discussing and communicating, expressing their yearning for the residential area for the upper classes.
"I heard that if you get first place in this variety show, you will have the opportunity to become a superior person. Oh my god, I can't imagine how wonderful life will be if you become a superior person."
What a familiar routine.
Gu Mian remembered that Louis' variety show also gave this reward, but it was just a scam.
At this time, a low-level person spoke what Gu Mian was thinking.
"I heard that in the previous circus variety show, the first place seemed to have a chance to become a superior person, but then the show disappeared."
"It is said that the circus leader in that show colluded with outsiders to kill many high-class people. Later, the variety show disappeared. Although I am a low-class person, I have heard about it a little bit." The low-class person who spoke spoke
With a slightly proud expression on his face, he said, "The person we are going to judge in this variety show is the circus leader Louis."
There were exclamations and gasps in the carriage.
"There are about fifty people in our car. I saw many cars driving into the place where we live. If there are fifty people in each car, then we have to compete with hundreds of people to get the first place.
name."
"I saw on the flyer that the first stage is for us to go to the upper-class residential areas to canvass votes. Hundreds of people cannot be accommodated in one upper-class residential area. It should be divided into many parts and placed in different upper-class residential areas.
In the residential area..."
Just as the people in the carriage were chattering about the upcoming variety show, the destination arrived.
The wheels rubbed against the ground, making that harsh braking sound again.
The brakes were applied suddenly without any consideration for the "passengers" in the car.
People fell forward one after another due to inertia. Fortunately, Gu Mian had the foresight to place Mr. Green in front of him. Mr. Green screamed in pain and shed tears in his eyes.
Then Gu Mian heard the sound of the car door opening from the cab in front of the carriage. Someone jumped out of the cab and shuffled to the back of the carriage.
With a "stab" sound, the iron door of the carriage was opened, letting in the long-lost sunlight.
"Come out, you trash." The superior people didn't want to have too much contact with them at all. After opening the car door, they patted their sleeves and left, as if they were stained with dirt.
The lower class people got out of the car one by one in confusion.
"Is this a place where the upper class live? No, it doesn't seem like it."
"What should we do next? There is not a single decent person here."
"Look, there are several other trucks there, and people are getting out of the trucks."
Gu Mian also grabbed Mr. Lu and jumped out of the carriage.
What you see is a vast concrete field, with tents of various colors erected densely on the ground. These tents are not new, and some are half collapsed. They must have been set up here for a few years.
He looked around again and saw four trucks parked in the open space, and in the distance there was a splendid upper-class residential area.
Gu Mian also saw a card leaning to the side with the words "Waiting Area" written on it.
He understands.
The variety show will only start tomorrow. In the eyes of the upper class, the lower class are so miserable that they are no better than the dried shit on the roadside.
They won't tolerate a pile of shit spending the night where they live.
Therefore, these lower-class people were just pulled to the vicinity of the upper-class residential area in advance, but they were not allowed to enter. They would not be allowed in until the official start of the variety show tomorrow.
But the superior people obviously overestimated the level of the inferior people.
The lower class people are basically illiterate, so this playing card is superfluous here.
But the tents everywhere also made some lower-class people understand.
Someone shouted: "The variety show won't start until tomorrow. It looks like we're going to spend the night here tonight."
No one had any objections. They either excitedly or worriedly chose their tents and huddled in the tents thinking about the variety show that was about to start tomorrow.
The number of tents is obviously not enough, and not every low-class person has a place to stay.
Some weak and thin lower-class people were deported to other places. Some of them went to sleep in the carriages. If the carriages couldn't accommodate them, they huddled under the cars and slept - at least they had a roof.
The worst thing is that the people who didn't even grab the bottom of the car had to sleep on the concrete floor in the open air.
Mr. Green originally belonged to the "weak and small" group, but he got a tent to rest with Gu Mian.
Gu Mian didn't know what season it was in Paradise World, but he knew that the temperature at night was very low.
It started raining heavily in the middle of the night.
Mr. Green, who was nestled in the tent, was hit by the cold and sneezed heavily.
Gu Mian looked at Mr. Green who was shivering from the cold, thought for a while, took out a green thing from his guitar bag and covered him: "The color matches you very well."
Mr. Lu looked at the doll that Gu Mian put on his body and was very puzzled: "What's the use of putting a doll on me?"