Global Collapse-Chapter 614 - 582: The Notoriety of the Intermittent Playing Dead is Indeed Well Deserved!_1

Gu Mian sat in the jolting carriage.

The road surface here was uneven, with sizeable potholes appearing at regular intervals.

The truck transporting them had been in operation for an unknown number of years. Every time it went over a pothole, the vehicle's body would SQUEAK and CREAK as if it might fall apart at any moment.

The people inside the truck didn't seem to care about its state of disrepair. They sat huddled with heads bowed; no one spoke or stirred, and the atmosphere was oppressively gloomy.

Mr. Green had mentioned that there would be a significant performance that day, and Gu Mian and the others were being transported to the venue.

The event location was a considerable distance from where they were kept, and the truck had been in motion for over twenty minutes without showing any signs of stopping.

The carriage doors were tightly shut, so Gu Mian could only judge the situation outside by sound.

Shortly after they boarded, it had been quiet outside. The most audible sound was the friction of the tires against the road, with occasional bird calls coming from overhead.

Now, however, the noises from outside had grown louder and more diverse.

Gu Mian could occasionally hear the sounds of people talking and laughing, as well as other vehicles passing by.

The jolting of the truck had also lessened considerably. It seemed they had traveled from the remote, rugged countryside to a major city with well-paved roads.

The last time Gu Mian entered this world, he had been sent directly into a forbidden zone upon opening his eyes. He had never seen what a major city here looked like; it seemed he would have the chance this time.

Of course, the Upper Class People of the major city would also have an opportunity to broaden their horizons.

The others in the truck remained deathly still, seemingly unaffected by the painful jolting of the ride or by the voices from outside.

Gu Mian sat at the very back of the carriage, amusing himself by listening to the sounds from outside, while the others swayed like corpses with the vehicle's motion.

Teacher Slaughter wouldn't ride in the same vehicle as Lower Class People. Before they set off, Gu Mian had seen him get into a separate small black car, which was probably trailing them now.

007 was in the fourth vehicle ahead; there was no way for the two to communicate for the time being.

Before long, Gu Mian heard the sound of a loudspeaker from outside the carriage.

It was the sound of a mechanical, looped announcement.

"Welcome to the City of pleasure, home to the world's largest and most popular circus of love and justice..."

As the loudspeaker announcement grew louder, the truck slowed down and gradually came to a stop.

The tires let out a harsh SQUEAL as they scraped against the ground, followed by the truck jerking to a halt. Everyone in the carriage pitched forward. Some people's heads hit the carriage walls with a heavy THUD; it was clearly a hard impact.

But those who had hit their heads merely cried out in pain once, without any exaggerated reactions.

Even before the truck had fully stopped, Gu Mian could hear considerable chatter from outside.

They were unfamiliar voices—Upper Class People conversing nearby.

"The circus's annual carnival is starting again, huh? Did you get a ticket?"

"No, there were just too many people scrambling for them. Besides, we can watch the live broadcast, anyway."

"Ever since the forbidden zone was decommissioned, more and more people have been coming to see the circus performances. There weren't this many people scrambling for carnival tickets last year."

"The Slaughter Games and the circus here are the two most popular entertainment programs. Now that there's no forbidden zone, people naturally come here to watch shows."

"The last season of the Slaughter Games featured a very interesting Lower Class Person. Unfortunately, the forbidden zone suddenly collapsed before we could see his ending. What a pity."

"Yes, he just died in there, and we didn't even get to see how. It's so rare to come across such an interesting Lower Class Person. We were all waiting to see what he'd look like at the moment of his death..."

Gu Mian crouched in the carriage, silently listening to the discussions of the people outside.

Their regret would surely be filled soon enough. They were about to see the person they yearned for once more.

As Gu Mian thought this, he reached up to touch the mask on his face.

At this point, the truck had come to a steady stop.

The rear carriage door was pulled open from the outside. Blinding white light flooded in, making everyone's eyes ache.

Gu Mian looked up and saw a strangely dressed person with a deathly pale face standing at the carriage entrance, impatiently beckoning to them, "Everyone out."

The skin of the Upper Class People in this world looked as if it were coated in a layer of white powder, making them easy to recognize.

Upon hearing the command, the people in the carriage started to move.

Strangely, these people shed their earlier gloom and quickly surged towards the door, as if they couldn't wait to participate in this carnival.

Gu Mian frowned at their rushing figures, somewhat puzzled.

They looked half-dead just moments ago. Could there actually be some benefit for them in attending this carnival?

Puzzled, he followed at the back of the crowd, the last one to get off the truck.

It was broad daylight outside. Gu Mian surveyed his surroundings. He found himself standing on a four-meter-wide road. The four trucks ahead were parked neatly, and the people from all four had disembarked and were standing on the road.

On both sides of the road were slightly yellowish lawns, somewhat resembling the low-quality artificial turf of a school sports field.

The lawns were quite expansive, with pale-faced Upper Class People milling about. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

Looking further into the distance, there was a row of three-meter-high iron mesh fences enclosing the area where they were.

Turning around, he saw a massive building in the center of this lawn area.

The building was oval in shape, about five stories high, and its size and design were reminiscent of a sports stadium.

However, the colors of the building were a bit bizarre.

The surface of the oval building was painted with stripes of red and yellow, resembling the tent Gu Mian had seen before.

The front of the building featured a large entrance, three meters high and four meters wide. People had specially designed a bright red doorframe for it. A huge sculpted clown crouched atop the doorframe, looking as if a real clown were perched there.

He couldn't see Teacher Slaughter anywhere and wondered where he had gone.

While Gu Mian was still observing his surroundings, the people who had disembarked from the carriages began to run excitedly towards the clown-adorned main entrance.

"Stop running! You can't enter this way!" The complaining voice of an Upper Class Person came from behind. "All of you, go to the left! Enter through the small gate on the left."

Indeed, many Upper Class People were queuing at the clown entrance for ticket inspection. It would indeed be an eyesore if the Lower Class People went through there.

Hearing this, the surrounding Lower Class People turned and ran excitedly to the left.

Gu Mian really couldn't understand why this group of people was suddenly so happy.

He took a moment to look for 007 and saw him joyfully running along with the group of Lower Class People up ahead. His cheerful demeanor fit right in with those around him.

Watching the happy 007 and the excited Lower Class People around him, Gu Mian also started to run cheerfully to blend in.