Chapter 794: What’s wrong with the sheep over there?
【007】: How are you doing there?
[Fat Er]: How are you doing over there?
[Xiao Qiao]: What’s wrong with the sheep over there?
In the group chat with ten people, 007 was asking about Gu Mian's situation.
Fatty, who loves to join in the fun, and Xiao Qiao, who likes to repeat readings, also joined in.
The two of them didn't enter the paradise world together, they were probably bored out there.
[Gu Mian]: Living in a temporary tent area, there is a high-class residential area not far from here.
【007】: Chu Changge and I saw the truck transporting you and Mr. Lu in the live broadcast on the viewer. We asked Mr. Madman to check the license plate number of that truck. After checking, he told us the name of your vehicle.
People are transported to a high-class residential area called "Happy World". The high-class residential area you see is most likely Happy City.
Happy Heaven...
Gu Mian recited the name in her heart. Just hearing the name told her that this place was very happy.
But he had already left Crazy Game City, and the Crazy Building Manager was still helping him.
Gu Mian suspected that it was Chu Changge who threatened the crazy building manager with evil words.
【007】: Chu Changge and I plan to use our status as superiors to go to Happy Heaven Capital tomorrow, and we will vote for you by the way.
[Fat Er]: One day is like three autumns. Miss 007 and Brother Chu just haven’t seen the doctor for a long time, so are they so eager to visit him? This makes us who have not seen each other outside for such a long time
How are doctors doing? Doctor, when will you come back?
Fatty posts useless words in a group chat of ten people all day long. Over time, other people have learned to subconsciously filter Fatty's messages and treat him as background music.
007 looked at the two tickets on the table in front of her. She and Chu Changge had upper-class ID cards and had received the votes for tomorrow tonight - it was the crazy building manager who brought them the votes.
Each of the two people has two coins. They can vote for the same low-class person they like, or they can vote separately.
The note in front of me is about the same size as a banknote, with a delicate crown drawn in the middle. You can even feel the exquisite bulges where the crown is inlaid with gems.
And underneath the exquisite crown is a little figure in shadow.
This little man is so small that you can't even see it unless you look carefully.
He knelt under the crown and lowered his head, as if the exquisite crown above was a thick dark cloud to him.
007 guesses that this villain refers to Louis.
It was Louis who taught the profession of animal tamer to 007. Looking at the little man with his head bowed kneeling in the shadow, 007 felt a little complicated.
Now Louis no longer has the brilliance of the former animal trainer.
He seemed to have become the "beast" that he used to hold for people to play with and enjoy.
If Gu Mian saw the villain on the ballot, he would definitely say it was Mr. Green.
Because at this time Mr. Green's movements were exactly the same as that of the villain.
"A sneeze -" He caught the cold and kept sneezing for the rest of the night.
Then he said that his head hurt as soon as he lay down. Gu Mian said that it was an increase in intracranial pressure caused by a cold, and that he could just sleep upright.
He thoughtfully pulled a hanging rope from the roof of the tent and asked Mr. Green to put his neck in it so that he could sleep upright.
Mr. Green politely declined Gu Mian's kindness and decided to lean against the tent wall to see if he could fall asleep.
Fortunately, the tents here are all close together. When Mr. Green leans against the tent wall, he can still have the tent next door to support him, so that the tent will not collapse at once.
But it turns out that you can’t fall asleep while sitting on your knees.
Mr. Green spent a torturous night. He heard the raindrops outside change from dense to sparse, and finally stopped completely. The air was filled with the smell of rain moistening the soil.
Then he heard unknown insects chirping outside.
The last few melodious chirpings of birds came from outside, and he knew it was dawn.
When I opened the tent door, I saw that the sky had brightened up, and half of the sun in the east had peeked out.
Other lower-class people also got up one after another. Some of them were making noises, and some were sitting in front of their tents wondering what they were thinking.
This is not a hotel and they will not be provided with breakfast.
Mr. Green's stomach growled hungry.
In fact, he had been hungry for several days. During these days, he had been sleeping in the open without enough food, which was why he fell ill so easily.
At this time, he heard Gu Mian's voice behind him.
Looking back, Gu Mian had already woken up and was stuffing the green dog doll that covered him last night back into his guitar bag.
The green dog doll purred twice as if to protest, but in the end Gu Mian forced it inside.
Suddenly, Mr. Green heard the crowd outside becoming noisy.
He turned his head and looked outside, and saw two white-haired people walking towards this direction from the upper-class residential area.
"Are you here to take us to the upper-class residential area?" Mr. Green stretched his neck and looked at them.
The lower-class people in the tent area swarmed around, and the people in the carriages and under the cars also climbed out and rushed towards the two upper-class people.
The two men obviously didn't like this job. They loudly ordered the people waiting to stay away from them and asked them to line up in the order of the number plates.
This is a big project.
There are four trucks parked in this open space, which means there are at least two hundred low-class people here.
"No. 1000 stands at the front, the rest go to the back!" one of the superiors yelled.
"I am number 1000! I am number 1000!" Immediately a lowly man in the crowd jumped up holding a number plate.
No. 1000 struggled through the crowd, came to the two noble men with a flattering smile, and repeated again: "I am No. 1000."
The superior man frowned, asked No. 1000 to stand three meters away from him, and then shouted to the crowd behind him: "Hurry up, you idiots, you can't even queue up."
Gu Mian is number 1118 and Mr. Lu is number 1117.
The two of them were at the back of the team.
The lower class people adopted the method of counting. Every time a number was read, the lower class person representing that number went to the end of the line.
This work is done by number 1000 at the front.
He started reading from No. 1001, and it took him a long time to read Gu Mian and Mr. Green.
After Gu Mian and Mr. Lu lined up, it took about half an hour before their team of 200 people was fully formed.
The two superior men had long been impatient to wait. After lining up, they immediately took off and led the long queue towards the direction of Happy Capital.
Gu Mian also saw other teams like them along the way, but those long teams were not in the same direction as their destination. They should be teams going to other upper-class residential areas to canvass votes.
At this time, two superior men had led Gu Mian's team to a very grand door.
It is no exaggeration to say that this door is just like the gate of the castle where the princess and prince live in fairy tales. ()