Global Collapse

Chapter 613 Gu Mian and the Theory of Humans and Beasts
Just as Gu Mian was pondering how to carve the character "德" (virtue) on her saw, Louis suddenly reached out and handed her something: "I heard you often use something called a dungeon entry ticket to threaten dungeons. I have something similar here that might be helpful to you."

How wonderful! This NPC not only answers all my questions, but also remembers to bring me some local specialties before leaving. What a kind person!

Gu Mian never expected that there were such warm-hearted superiors in this world.

He bent down and took the item from Louis's hand. It was a special item that looked similar to a dungeon entry ticket.

[Dungeon Admission Ticket (Secondary Ticket)]

[Description: A special item usable only in dungeons, truly an essential tool for scheming and tricking others.]

Just by looking at the description, you can tell this thing isn't anything good.

[Function: When you're in a dungeon and realize there's no way to save yourself, you can take out this item... Of course, this item won't save you from your predicament, but you can write down the nickname of a player you like on this ticket. No matter where that player's nickname is, they will be immediately pulled into your dungeon, so everyone can die together!]

[Note: Only one player's nickname can be entered on this coupon]

Gu Mian: "..."

This is exactly what is meant by harming others without benefiting oneself.

How idle must someone be to invent something like this?

Seemingly sensing Gu Mian's question, Louis coughed lightly: "It seems to be something created by that evil god."

As expected, those who can become evil gods are all bad people.

Just as Gu Mian was secretly questioning the evil god's character, Louis reached out and handed her something else.

Gu Mian felt that this NPC was like Doraemon, with a lot of treasures in his pockets.

"What is this?" Gu Mian looked at the thing Louis Xin handed over. It was a remote control, slightly smaller than the palm of her hand, with only a large red button in the middle.

Gu Mian had seen this kind of remote control before. Generally, this thing can control two types of things...

He looked at Louis and figured that this guy probably didn't have any dirty thoughts.

That's another one.

"Could it be a bomb switch?" Gu Mian stared at the large red button in the middle.

“Yes,” Louis admitted directly, “it’s a bomb. I’ve been setting it up for a long time. There’s a chain of bombs under this building. Just press a button and they’ll all detonate one after another.”

Good guy.

Gu Mian looked at the remote control in her hand. Could it be that Louis saw that she was here and felt that there was no hope of survival in this instance, so he wanted to detonate it and restart it?

Louis crossed his arms and looked out the window at the cheering crowd: "I once tried to defy the will of the world, but I failed, as you have seen."

Gu Mian also looked out the window, where the little girl was sitting on the windowsill. He understood: "I see her."

“I am mentally ill, a heretic, and I have known I am different since I was a child. When other upper-class people take pleasure in torturing and killing the lower-class, I do not laugh with them; I only feel cruelty. When I see the lower-class huddled in dark, damp rooms, sleeping crammed together on a layer of cardboard, I feel a deep sadness.”
"When I was in school, textbooks would instill in us the idea that the lower class is lowly, vile, and like animals, but I was not brainwashed by these ideas."
"I often wondered why the world was the way it was, but I couldn't figure it out no matter how hard I tried. It wasn't until I became the leader of this group and came into contact with the core of the world that I realized I was in a lower-dimensional world and that the world had undergone countless rollbacks."
"So I guessed that this terrible system was formed through repeated rollbacks, and perhaps the world shouldn't be like this."
“I realized that everyone was being led by the nose, heading down the path of that will and hope. Everyone was a part of the plot. I didn’t want to be a force that would drive the world, so I secretly withdrew from the crowd, taking my daughter with me.”

Louis stopped talking at this point.

Gu Mian looked at the girl on the windowsill. Noticing Gu Mian's gaze, the girl glared at him and turned her head away.

After about ten seconds, Louis continued, "My daughter is a perfect upper-class person. From thought to action, she enjoys watching the lower-class people struggle in pain. Whenever she sees such a thing, she watches with excitement for a long time."

"She would create pain, and when she was bored, she would invite her friends to create some 'artwork'."

Speaking of art...

Gu Mian subconsciously looked up at the ceiling; he couldn't see the rooftop from here. So Louis's daughter, like those children, was also passionate about creating works of art for the lower classes.

"Luckily she died early, otherwise I would be stuck to the ground today too," Gu Mian thought, stroking her chin. "I've been correcting her mistakes, but she always says to me, puzzled, 'Why can others do this but I can't?' 'Everyone does it this way,' I don't know how to explain it to her."

"But she still listened to me, and in the following years her personality changed. She no longer deliberately caused suffering to the lower classes, and she no longer made any works of art."

"Even when encountering lower-class people making mistakes, they won't beat or scold them, but just glare at them fiercely. This is not something to be praised, but it is much better than other upper-class people."

Gu Mian thought about the five children she had met before—violent, vicious, and disgusting.

Louis's daughter was initially just like them, but later she probably became extremely arrogant and haughty.

Gu Mian thought to herself that Louis's daughter would look down on the lower class who made a mistake, with a "I'm going to beat you to death" expression on her face, but in reality, she would just glare at them a few times and then turn away.

It's already quite an achievement to have taught them to this extent.

"But I was wrong. When a beast retracts its claws, people start to calculate its value. When a superior person ceases to intimidate, inferior people try to get more from him. I miscalculated."
"My daughter eventually died in a riot started by the lower class who wanted to smuggle themselves out of here and needed to take a valuable hostage, an upper class person;

"They didn't dare kidnap anyone else, so they chose the most tolerant and easy-going people among the upper class. It's kind of funny, isn't it? They didn't hurt the upper class who had caused them more pain, but instead chose those who were relatively kind to them;
"Those inferior people didn't succeed in the end. Most of them were wiped out on the spot, and some were sent to the restricted area. I watched those episodes, they were very exciting."

Gu Mian glanced at the girl on the windowsill who kept glaring at her, and continued listening.

"A very small number of them fled back to the circus as soon as they realized things were going wrong, distancing themselves from the lower classes who started the riot, but they did not escape my eyes."
“I didn’t make a fuss and continued to treat them the same way, letting them think they were safe. In the year the riots broke out, I started the first carnival.”

Gu Mian recalled the prize for first place in the carnival—to live the life of the upper class.

It seems this is a scam, a revenge scam.

He looked at Louis and asked, "You predetermined first place, and then crushed the hopes of the first place winner?"

"That's right, I give you expectations, gently encourage you, and fill you with confidence in the future. You are here fighting your friends with unwavering confidence, stepping over the corpses of your companions and striving to get first place with great hope. You are immersed in boundless joy. Just when you think you have finally survived the darkness and ushered in the dawn, I deliver a fatal blow—you fall into a deeper hell."

This is what an animal trainer is like.

They see no human existence and view all creatures as beasts that can be tamed.

The beast's confidence and hope were extinguished, reducing it to a mindless zombie, completely at the mercy of others.

A profession devoid of humanity.

The teacher's eyes were filled with terror as he killed Louis; he had never seen Louis like this before, and it sent chills down his spine.

At this moment, Louis suddenly turned to look at Killer Teacher, who flinched.

"Look, I didn't kill you just now. Do you think I couldn't bear to do it? Doesn't this give you hope? The longer you live, the greater your hope will be. Look, I haven't killed you yet because I really can't bear to kill you."

Having heard what Louis said before, Teacher Killer no longer believed what Louis was saying now.

Maybe he wanted to give me hope before finally killing me! The murderous teacher was drenched in cold sweat.

Gu Mian looked at Louis, who had suddenly become a different person: "Are you teaching me?"

Teach him how to be an animal trainer.

Louis straightened up and looked at Gu Mian, his expression returning to normal: "I was indeed telling you the most basic things about being a beast tamer, but you are not suitable for this profession."

He looked intently at Gu Mian: "To tame beasts, you must first become a beast yourself, understand their thoughts, behaviors, weaknesses, and anticipate their moves. But you will never become a beast."

“But your friend is very talented.” Louis pointed back at the stage.

Gu Mian followed the finger and saw 007 on the stage.

Holy crap, I was so busy chatting that she's already on stage!
The intense bestiality play began (not really).

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(End of this chapter)