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Chapter 578 The intermittent resurrection of the dead truly lives up to its name!
Gu Mian sat in the bumpy carriage.

The road surface here is uneven, and you'll encounter a fairly large pothole every so often.

The truck used to transport people had been in use for who knows how many years. Every time it went over a pothole, the truck would creak and groan, as if it were about to fall apart at any moment.

The people inside the vehicle didn't care about the fact that it was old and in disrepair. They kept their heads down and crowded into the carriage. No one spoke or moved. The atmosphere was very somber.

Teacher Killer said there would be a big performance today, and Gu Mian and the others are being transported to the performance venue.

The performance venue was not close to where they were being held, and the truck had been driving for more than 20 minutes without stopping.

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

Shortly after getting into the car, it was completely quiet outside. The only sounds were the friction of the wheels against the ground, and occasionally a few birds chirped from the roof.

There's been a lot more noise outside lately.

Gu Mian could hear people talking and laughing from time to time, as well as the sound of other cars driving by.

The bumpy ride in the car had improved considerably, indicating that they had traveled from a remote, impoverished area to a well-maintained metropolis.

Last time Gu Mian entered this world, he was sent to a restricted area as soon as he opened his eyes. He had never seen what a metropolis was like. It seems that this time he will have a chance to see it.

Of course, the upper class in big cities also had the opportunity to broaden their horizons.

The other passengers in the car remained lifeless, unresponsive to the jolting on their backsides or the noise outside.

Gu Mian sat at the very back of the carriage, amusing herself by listening to the sounds outside, while the others swayed with the carriage like corpses.

The Killer Teacher doesn't ride in the same car as the lower class. Before they set off, Gu Mian saw him get into another black car, which is probably following behind them now.

Meanwhile, 007 was in the fourth car ahead, and the two were temporarily unable to communicate.

Not long after, Gu Mian heard several horn blasts outside the carriage.

It was that mechanical, looping sound from a loudspeaker.

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

As the horn grew closer, the car slowed down and gradually came to a stop.

The tires screeched as they rubbed against the ground, then the car came to a sudden stop. Everyone in the carriage fell forward, and some people's heads hit the carriage wall with a heavy thud, indicating they had been seriously injured.

The person who hit their head only cried out in pain and did not react dramatically.

Before the car even stopped, Gu Mian heard loud voices outside.

It was an unfamiliar voice, the voice of the upper class around them conversing.

"The circus's annual carnival has started again! Have you bought your tickets yet?"

"No, there are just too many people trying to grab it. Anyway, we can watch the live stream."

"Since the restricted area was closed, more and more people have come to the circus to watch the performances. Last year, there weren't nearly as many people vying for carnival tickets."

"The killing game and the circus here are two of the most popular entertainment programs. Now that the restricted area is gone, people naturally come here to watch the shows."

"There was a very interesting lower-class character in the last episode of Killing Game, but unfortunately the Forbidden Zone suddenly collapsed before we could see his ending. What a pity."

"Yes, he just died in there. We didn't even see how he died. It's so rare to encounter such an interesting lowlife. We were all waiting to see how he died..."

Gu Mian squatted in the carriage, silently listening to the discussions outside. Presumably, their regrets would soon be filled, and they would soon be able to see the person they had been longing for again.

As Gu Mian pondered this, she reached out and touched the mask on her face.

The car had come to a steady stop.

The rear carriage door was pulled open from the outside, and a blinding white light rushed into the carriage, making people's eyes hurt.

Gu Mian looked up and saw a strangely dressed, pale-faced person standing at the carriage door, impatiently waving at them: "Get down, all of you."

The skin of the world's most intelligent people is so smooth it looks like it's covered in flour, making them easy to spot.

Upon hearing the order, the people in the back of the carriage began to move.

Strangely, these people, who had been so dejected just moments before, quickly crowded towards the car door, as if they couldn't wait to join the carnival.

Gu Mian frowned as she watched their hurried figures, somewhat puzzled.

"They were half-dead just now, what good could they possibly get from coming to this carnival?"

He followed the crowd, puzzled, and was the last to get off the bus.

It was already bright outside. Gu Mian looked around and saw that she was standing on a four-meter-wide road. Four trucks were parked neatly in front of her, and the people in the four trucks had all gotten out of the trucks and stood on the road.

The lawns on both sides of the road were slightly yellowed, somewhat like the cheap plastic turf found on school playgrounds.

The lawn was very spacious, and people with pale faces came and went.

Looking further into the distance, there was a three-meter-high iron net surrounding the area where they were.

Looking back, there is a huge building in the center of this lawn.

The building is oval in shape, five stories high, and its size and architectural style are similar to those of a stadium.

The only odd thing is the building's color.

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

The front of the building features a large gate, three meters high and four meters wide, with a bright red frame specially made for it. A huge clown sculpture lies prostrate on the frame, as if a real clown were lying there.

There was no sign of the Killer Teacher; I don't know where he went.

Gu Mian was still observing her surroundings when the people who came out of the carriage excitedly ran towards the gate carved with clowns.

"Don't run! You can't go in from here!" came the complaining voice of the upper class behind them. "Go to the left and go in through the small door on the left."

There were quite a few upper-class people queuing up to have their tickets checked at the Clown Gate, and it would indeed be an eyesore for lower-class people to walk through there.

Upon hearing this, the lower-class people around them turned around and excitedly ran to the left.

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

He took a moment to look for 007, only to find him running happily among the group of lower-class people in front of him, his demeanor quite matching the people around him.

Seeing the happy 007 and the excited lower class around him, Gu Mian also ran around happily to fit in.

I must finish this story this year, even though I'm intermittently resurrected!

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