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Chapter 588 What are you, a superior person, doing at the garbage dump!
Finally, the teacher was led away from there while shouting.

Before leaving, he was still trying to touch the mask on Gu Mian's face by waving his arms, but unfortunately he couldn't touch it at all.

Louis watched as the murderous teacher was taken away, a strange smile on his face.

He turned to look inside the room, finally fixing his gaze on Gu Mian.

The gray-haired man didn't speak. He just stared at Gu Mian for a few seconds before looking away and leaving.

Not far behind, 007 looked at him suspiciously: "Does this person know you too?"

Gu Mian shook her head: "I've never seen this person before."

However, it cannot be ruled out that the other party has seen him before.

The ghost in the Deathly Haunts claimed to have seen himself in a crematorium, so maybe Louis has also seen someone who looks exactly like him.

Gu Mian recalled Louis's expression just now, an expression as if he recognized her.

"Hey," the other lower-class people said, crowding around after seeing the Killing Teacher being taken away. "Did you know that upper-class person in the pink shirt?"

They didn't know the teacher's real name, so they could only call him that.

Gu Mian looked at the people who had gathered around. They had looked listless on the truck, but now they were full of energy and even started talking to each other.

At this moment, the man wearing the snake-head mask also came over. He looked Gu Mian and 007 up and down and said, "I've never seen you before. You were just transported here from another region, weren't you?"

So these lowly people all came from different places?

This makes things easier for Gu Mian.

007 immediately chimed in: "Yes, we just arrived recently."

The man with the snake-head mask rubbed his hands together: "I've been in the base for many years now. You know where the base is, right? It's the place we were in yesterday..."

As soon as he said that, Gu Mian knew it was the location where they had just entered the instance yesterday.

The snake-headed mask looked around at the people: "Originally, there weren't this many lower-class people in the base, only a dozen or so left. Yesterday, a group of upper-class people suddenly transported you to the base, and I thought something had happened. It wasn't until the truck brought us here today that I realized it was the start of the carnival, and we were all chosen lucky ones!"

At this point, the snakehead man's tone changed with excitement.

Gu Mian stroked her chin. No wonder these lower-class people looked so dejected in the car. It turned out they didn't know where they were going to be taken.

However, judging from his description...

Lucky one?
Gu Mian had absolutely nothing to do with luck.

Moreover, this guy in front of me has fallen to the lowest class, yet he still uses the word "lucky guy" to describe himself; he must have something wrong with his head.

Just as Gu Mian was staring at the head of the snake-head mask, wondering where to begin the craniotomy, the other lower-class people around her also chimed in.

"I've heard that if lower-class people who participate in the carnival perform well and catch the eye of the upper class, they can live a good life in the future. Is that true?"

"I heard that some lower-class people behaved very well during the carnival a couple of years ago, and they were taken away after the carnival ended, no longer having to be bullied like us." The snake-masked man interrupted the others: "I know that. I've been in the circus for many years, and our ringmaster is indeed a very good person. He's different from the other upper-class people!"

Gu Mian and 007 both frowned.

Louis, a good man?
It's truly an unprecedented tale; in such a worldview, there are actually superiors who can be called "good people" by inferiors.

The snake-head mask continued, "As I just mentioned, I've been in the central base for a long time. I've been here since I was ten years old, so it's been over ten years."

"I didn't have parents when I had memories of it. I think everyone is the same. We, the lower classes, were born in terrible environments. There were no hospitals to deliver our mothers, and pregnant women didn't get nutritious food. Most of the children were born with congenital diseases and died shortly after birth."

"Most of the children who are not sick are also abandoned because there is no money, no food, and the adults can't even support themselves. The upper class will not provide us with contraception, so the children of the lower class are born one after another, but they cannot be raised. The corpses of the children can fill a block."

"As far back as I can remember, I lived in the 49th block, a place with only a few dilapidated houses. Because there was a garbage dump nearby, the lower classes liked to abandon their dying children in the 49th block."

“I was very young when I had memories. The upper class would not want a little guy like me as a slave. I had no food, so I had to go to the nearby garbage dump to find food. The upper class would throw away their useless or leftover food there, and I barely survived on that garbage.”

The snake-headed mask spoke a long string of words in one breath, as if it were writing an autobiography.

"When I was ten years old, I met our regimental commander..."

The main event is finally here.

So Gu Mian and 007 listened as the snake-masked man described Captain Louis's kindness and enthusiasm.

“I will always remember that day. I remember it was raining and very cold. I rummaged through the garbage for an hour before I found a few pieces of green moldy bread that were soaked by the rain. Filling my stomach was already a very difficult thing. Of course, I didn’t care whether the food was moldy or not. I wanted to stuff them directly into my mouth, but then a hand reached out and stopped me.
"That was the first time I met Commander Louis. I was skin and bones, starving to the point of death. Every time I fell asleep, I didn't know if I would see the sun rise the next day. I knew I could die at any moment."

"Until Director Louis appeared, he asked me if I would like to work in the circus, and of course I did!"

“I know that those upper-class people take pleasure in torturing us. If I go with them, I might be assigned the dirtiest jobs or even subjected to perverted abuse. But I am so hungry. I have never had a full meal since I can remember. I fantasize about hot soup and flatbread. I think that as long as I can eat once, it would be worth dying for.

"So I followed the ringmaster to the circus. Unexpectedly, I was not tortured or abused. Here I finally ate hot food. I will always remember that feeling. The hot soup slid down my throat and into my stomach. The heat radiated from my stomach, and my whole body felt warm."

“I discovered that there are many other lower-class people like me in the circus. They were all brought here by the ringmaster. The ringmaster treats us very well and just assigns us performance work normally. He never mistreats or beats us like the other upper-class people do.”

Hearing his words, Gu Mian felt like she might have picked up the wrong script.

The snake-head mask depicted Commander Louis as being beyond his understanding of the upper class.

This question is beyond the scope.

"But at that time, Louis was not yet the captain. The captain was his father. His father was just as cruel as the other upper class. He never treated us like human beings. Our lives were very difficult back then."

This is the normal script, Gu Mian nodded to herself.

Gugu's Autobiography

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