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Chapter 585: Numb
"No." Gu Mian patted 007's shoulder.

Seeing Gu Mian stop him, 007 pondered seriously and said, "I also think this girl is stranger than any of the other ghosts we've seen before. If we don't know her background, we shouldn't act rashly..."

"It would be bad if we knocked her down and the instance kicked us out of the instance on the grounds that an important NPC suffered psychological trauma."

007:"……"

I don't really understand the thought process of people like you.

"So you're going to hit it gently, keeping its emotions just around the level of 'This person hit me a few times, my goodwill towards him plummeted, but I can still fight back and beat him down'?"

Gu Mian pursed her lips: "It sounds difficult."

It's definitely easier to knock someone down.

007 saw through Gu Mian's thoughts: "I'm afraid even if you wanted to beat her down now, it wouldn't be possible."

what happened?
Gu Mian looked up in the direction of the girl.

The pale-faced girl had vanished without a trace, and the man who had been wrapped around her neck was still trembling slightly.

"What's wrong with that guy? The ghost's no longer on him, but he's still trembling and happy?" 007 had already noticed the group's inexplicable excitement, but this guy was a bit too excited.

Gu Mian glanced at the man wearing a snake-head mask: "He is indeed very happy, even happier than when I escaped from the bank robbers back then."

"...What have you been through all these years?"

"Now is clearly not the time to hear me describe my past heroic experiences."

Gu Mian glanced at the snakehead man not far away and steered the conversation back on track: "I have a guess about why he's so excited."

What guess? 007 looked up at Gu Mian.

“As I mentioned before, I’ve entered other instances of this world, so I have some understanding of the methods used by the upper class in this world. Based on my experience from the Killing Game instance…” Gu Mian recalled, “The upper class must have offered very tempting rewards, such as ‘the person who performs best in the carnival can escape the status of the lower class,’ which is why these people are so excited.”

Of course, Gu Mian knew that the analogy she used was impossible.

There are no superior people in this world other than white people.

Even Jin Hu, who diligently contributes to the killing game in the restricted area, is merely a laughing stock in the eyes of the upper class.

While this analogy is impossible to realize, lies can be fabricated.

"The carnival only started three years ago?" Gu Mian asked 007 next to her.

007 nodded slightly: "That's how I know it."

Gu Mian pondered: "Circuses have existed for decades, but carnivals only started appearing three years ago. Is there a reason for their emergence...?"

"Why is the little girl here? Does she have some kind of grudge against that snake-headed man? Or did she just randomly pick someone to ride on her back?"

Judging from the girl's face, she should have been a young upper-class person. Why would there be a ghost of an upper-class little girl in a circus?

Judging from her expression, she'd rather die than not torture these lower-class people. The upper class in this world takes pleasure in torturing the lower class, and children are no exception. Some children are even more perverted and cruel than adults.

Mischievous kids exist in every world.

“The little girl ghost that appeared in the circus is most likely related to the dungeon quest. Even if she is not Louis, she is someone related to Louis,” 007 said, looking at the snake-headed man not far away. “Actually, I also have an idea. Gu Mian, you entered this dungeon to find a high-level NPC who knows the inside story of the game. I think the NPC you are looking for might be related to the ‘Louis’ in the quest.”

It's possible.

Gu Mian stroked her chin: "The NPC I'm looking for is definitely not among this group of lower-class people. There will be quite a few people from high society attending today's performance, but the area is too vast, making it difficult to pinpoint the person I'm looking for."

007 frowned: "Although the person you're looking for will definitely react when they see the clown mask, with so many people in the audience, it's hard to observe whose expression changes."

"It would be great if someone familiar with this place could help us."

007: "Are you thinking of some terrible idea?" Yes.

Gu Mian is missing her teacher who killed her.

The murderous teacher, who was inspecting the equipment on the stage, shivered: "Why does it suddenly feel a bit cold..."

Without thinking twice, he shuddered and continued checking the stage: "The audience will be entering soon. This year's carnival is very important, we can't mess it up."

Everyone around agreed.

The Killing Teacher was still a little annoyed: "If the restricted area hadn't been destroyed, some viewers would probably be watching my killing game."

But complaining about these things won't help now. Every spare moment, Teacher Killer is thinking furiously about how he can make a comeback and whether there are any better entertainment ideas than killing games.

"Hmph," he thought to himself, scoffing, "Once I'm done setting this up, I'll go backstage and see what those lowlifes are up to. I never thought the old circus geezer would come up with this carnival thing in the last few years, and even promised to give rewards to the lowlifes who participate. That old geezer is as idiotic as ever."

Backstage, 007 was swallowing hard: "I'm telling you, you're not thinking about that girl in the pink shirt, are you?"

In a normal dungeon, it would be perfectly normal for Gu Mian to grab an NPC and have a friendly chat with them.

However, the world view of this instance is different from that of ordinary instances.

Since they are playing the roles of lower-class people, it will probably be very difficult for them to capture upper-class NPCs.

Gu Mian pondered, "This room isn't guarded, so it should be easy to get out. Perhaps I can go out and look for clues."

While we're at it, let's see if there are any NPCs here that look like they belong to a high-level dungeon player.

007 was a little troubled: "So, do we still have to participate in the performance?"

The lower class obviously didn't have the option of whether or not they could participate in the performance; 007 just wanted to know if Gu Mian would come back after she left.

"Of course we'll participate! It's a great opportunity to show people the clown mask, although we don't know when the show starts or what we'll be performing yet..."

Gu Mian looked around but didn't see any performance schedules.

“It’s too easy to get into trouble if you stay still on stage,” 007 frowned and pondered for half a second before fixing his gaze on the snake-head mask. “I’ll try to get some information out of him and see if I can find out what the performance will be.”

After saying that, she moved closer to that side without making a sound, as if she was about to perform a honey trap on the spot.

Gu Mian thought it was because the snake-head mask had been touched by a ghost, and 007 felt a special connection with it, so he deliberately tried to get information out of him.

Just as 007 was working hard on today's performance, Gu Mian noticed that the door had been opened at some point, and there were several new people standing there.

Both had pale faces and crimson lips.

If Gu Mian hadn't known that this was the fashionable attire of the upper class, she probably would have mistaken them for ghosts.

These are some new children.

Judging from their relatively normal expressions and exaggerated body movements, these children must be tourists.

“I knew it was here,” the child at the front said, pinching his nose in disgust as he looked at the people inside. “How disgusting.”

"Are they going to go on stage soon? It's so dirty!" The little girl next to me looked around the room and commented without restraint.

The other children didn't even glance at them, only occasionally casting a disdainful look at them from behind.

In the real world, children who go to the circus fight with the animals in cages before the show. What's different here is that the children don't even see them as animals; their expressions are as if they are looking at a disgusting cesspool.

It will end this year! It will end this year!

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