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Chapter 609 The Manufacturing Principle of Xiao Qiao

"Don't believe me?" Louis looked down at the cheering audience. "I also ran into another friend of yours in the hospital, a man from the First World. He was on the ninth floor."

indeed.

Gu Mian brought Chu Changge into the hospital with her. They parted ways on the ninth floor and did not see each other again until they left the instance.

Louis was not lying; he really was in the hospital at the time.

Let's leave those aside for now.

"What the hell is the First World?"

It's kind of funny, actually. Gu Mian used to think Chu Changge was a little girl, until he glimpsed the truth under her skirt and realized that this guy was actually a man.

He's a guy, fine, at least he's a human from Earth. But then the global game started, and Gu Mian discovered that Chu Changge wasn't from Earth...

Chu Changge said that he came from a dungeon world called "Second World" and that he was a person from the dungeon.

It's fine if he's a two-dimensional character, but judging from Louis's words, it seems that Chu Changge didn't come from the second world either, but from a place called the first world.

"You don't know?" Louis glanced at Gu Mian, and only spoke after confirming that he really didn't know. "Our world has a sequence. Your friend comes from the world with sequence number one. According to the sequence, it is called the First World. Of course, it also has other names, but I don't know them."

The high-level NPC was indeed high-level; he also knew about the existence of multiple lower-dimensional worlds in the game.

The murderous teacher, whose mouth was gagged, was completely bewildered and had no idea what the two were talking about.

"How many worlds do you know?" Gu Mian asked sharply.

"The First World, the Seventh World, of course I don't know their names. By the way, the world I'm in is ranked fourth, it's the Fourth World."

Including his own world, Louis only knows three worlds.

Now that the seventh world has appeared, the number of worlds in the instance must be no less than seven.

The NPC was very familiar with Gu Mian and answered all her questions. Gu Mian took the opportunity to ask, "How are these worlds ordered? By strength?"

Louis shook his head: "No, actually I don't know either. But I do know one thing: the order in which the worlds are arranged is very important, and seems to be related to the core of all worlds."

“Sequence…core…” Gu Mian noted down this important clue.

845 was right! The high-level NPCs in this instance really do know a lot, and they look gentle and easy to talk to.

Like a million questions, Gu Mian continued to ask, he hadn't asked so many questions in a long time: "Why were you in the hospital in the killing game?"

Clearly, the teacher who kills also wants to know the answer to this question.

Gu Mian noticed that the murderous teacher, who was tied to a chair next to her, had perked up his ears, waiting for Louis's answer.

“Sometimes I deliver goods,” Louis frowned, then relaxed. “You saw it too, the whole room was full of people.”

He was referring to the room containing a statue of an evil god.

Gu Mian still remembers the scene in that room—countless corpses nailed to the walls and the floor; Jin Hu said they were all sacrifices to the evil god.

“The Killing Game sends a lot of people into the restricted area every week, so you don’t need to deliver them separately, right?” And the Killing Game teacher next to him obviously didn’t know about the delivery, and a strange expression was appearing on his face.

Louis exhaled a smoke ring: "It's not necessary, but you saw what was going on in that room. If you sent your enemy there, you'd probably be happy to oblige, right? I'm a person of high status, and Jin Hu would be happy to do me this favor." Well, so this guy's a pervert too.

The idea that the upper class is gentle, weak, and easy to talk to is a lie. This circus ringmaster didn't hesitate to venture into the restricted area to send his enemy as a sacrifice. He climbed all the way to the twelfth floor of the hospital. As for why he was able to safely reach the twelfth floor... Gu Mian glanced at the little ghost sitting on the windowsill. Maybe it was because of this?
If that's the case, the circus ringmaster must have known that his dead daughter had become a ghost, which is why he dared to venture into the restricted hospital alone.

Gu Mian suddenly felt something was off.

Does kinship truly exist among the upper class in this world?
Having witnessed the five children from the upper class, Gu Mian deduced that if those five children could become ghosts, they would only return to seek revenge on him, and would not do something like returning to their loved ones to protect them.

Is this girl special?
Gu Mian glanced at the female ghost on the windowsill, then at Louis sitting next to her.

Louis's gaze was fixed on the smoke in the air, as if he couldn't see the girl on the windowsill.

Gu Mian paused for a moment before speaking, "Do you know..."

"I know." Louis gave a direct answer, seemingly knowing what Gu Mian wanted to say.

Gu Mian stroked her chin: "You can see?"

Louis shook his head slightly: "I can't see it."

The teacher, who was standing to the side, had no idea what kind of riddle the two were playing, and could only sit in his chair with his eyes wide open.

Seeing that Louis didn't want to talk about this anymore, Gu Mian asked the question she had wanted to ask earlier: "How did you meet him?"

Louis knew that Gu Mian was asking about Chu Changge: "The lower-class people who were put into the killing game all had tracking devices around them. The audience could see the live broadcast through the tracking devices. At that time, I heard someone outside the door in Jin Hu's office, and I thought that someone might have come up. I was very curious about who could get up to the twelfth floor of the hospital, but time was tight, so I didn't think much about it."

At this point, he exhaled a smoke ring: "I went to the restricted area hospital on my own. I couldn't be discovered. If you brought a tracking device in, the audience would see me, so I just jumped off the building."

"The pitiful wailing I heard in the hallway wasn't from you, was it?" Gu Mian felt that Louis couldn't produce such an abstract sound.

“He was a sacrifice,” Louis said, a cigarette between his fingers. “I threw him down the stairs before you came in, and then jumped down myself.”

That's the twelfth floor.

“There was a rope, you probably didn’t see it. There was a hole on the outside of the window, I tied the rope there and pulled myself down. The window on the ninth floor was open, so I just jumped in.”

Gu Mian understood. No wonder Jin Hu stopped her when she walked towards the window with the words "help me complete a task".

He recalled: "You even swore after you jumped?"

Louis forced a smile: "You heard that? That's right, as soon as I entered the ninth floor, I saw a figure next to me and couldn't help but shout."

So it turned out they saw Chu Changge. I didn't expect him to have such power.

Speaking of which, when Chu Changge came out of the killing game instance, there was indeed a strange light flashing in his eyes, which Gu Mian thought was because of the fat man.

Louis continued, "He's from the First World; I recognized him at a glance."

Speaking of which, Xiao Qiao also possesses a similar skill.

During the dragon boat race, Xiao Qiao was able to distinguish between the real and fake Chu Changge at a glance.

Louis could recognize people from the First World at a glance.

What is the principle?
I'm going to write two million! I'm going to write two million! Waaaaaaah!
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