Global Collapse

Chapter 719 The Fortune Teller Pulls Up the Teddy Bear

These past few days, Chu Changge has been held back by Gu Mian and Fatty, and has been unable to continue tracking Xie Bi'an.

Mr. Green was also captured by Gu Mian to create a fake identity for him to use when talking to NPCs. Mr. Green was extremely unwilling, but he was afraid that Gu Mian would confiscate his special items in a fit of anger, so he had no choice but to swallow his anger and help Gu Mian create a fake identity.

"I'm not from that Paradise World either, and I'm really not familiar with it. I've only heard that the people there aren't very smart, and most of them don't even know that other worlds exist. They're focused on creating hierarchical divisions and engaging in entertainment activities all day long in their own world." Mr. Green seemed to look down on the people of Paradise World, and his tone was very contemptuous when he mentioned Paradise.

Gu Mian looked at the three contact methods on the booklet: "The boundaries between the upper and lower classes in Paradise are very clear. The social status of the lower classes is quite low. They are kept like livestock and would definitely not have communication tools."

"These contact methods should all belong to the upper class, and those upper-class people are not easy to communicate with."

Gu Mian then thought of the upper-class people she had met in the Paradise World; their personalities were even uglier than Xiao Hong's face.

As he thought about it, he glanced at Xiao Hong, who was sitting obediently to the side drinking soda. Xiao Hong noticed Gu Mian's gaze, turned her head to look at him, and a horrifying smile spread across her ugly face.

Gu Mian silently looked away, no longer looking at her.

However, not all upper-class people are abnormal. Louis is an exception. He behaves quite normally and gets along very well with Gu Mian.

I haven't seen Louis since leaving the circus instance, and I wonder how he is doing now.

Louis will definitely be investigated for the bombing of the carnival stands, and it's unclear how he will clear his name.

“These three aren’t necessarily the contact information of the upper class. The people in that world aren’t normal. I heard that the organizers transferred some normal people from other worlds to be NPCs. The NPCs in important places like the docks near the station should all be normal people.” Mr. Green said uncertainly, “I’ve only heard about it, so I can’t be sure.”

That's true. Those upper-class people in the park don't seem to be obedient. They only do what they like to do. Expecting them to obediently fulfill their duties in the dungeon is simply a pipe dream.

Even a show host like "Killing Teacher" isn't fulfilling a mission; he might not even know his killing game show is a mission, he's just enjoying it.

According to Mr. Green, Ji San, who works at the Carnival Wharf recruitment office, should be a normal person. Besides, since it's a recruitment office, it's perfectly reasonable for him to call and inquire about jobs at the wharf.

Chu Changge pushed up his glasses beside him: "We can pretend to be Gu Mian's victim, and act as a pitiful, homeless NPC who has collapsed in the dungeon to inquire about work at the docks."

Upon hearing the phrase "poor NPCs left homeless after the dungeon crashes," Mr. Green's expression visibly contorted, clearly indicating that he had been hit where it hurt.

"That's easy. The doctor has destroyed quite a few dungeons before. We can just pick a victim dungeon and pretend to be an NPC in it." The fat guy next to him slapped his thigh.

After careful consideration, the group chose the "Wonderful Adventure in the Food Processing Plant" instance. This instance had only recently collapsed, and there were many NPC employees in the food processing plant, so it was understandable that a large number of them would be unemployed and looking for work.

The problem is that they don't know much about the food processing plant, and if the other party asks for information about the food processing plant, they will be exposed.

Gu Mian entered the food processing plant through the "Hide and Seek Alone" instance. She stayed there for a short time before the building was blown up by the fortune teller.

By the way, the fortune teller has spent a lot of time in the food processing plant, so she knows it quite well.

So Gu Mian went and brought the diviner up.

"You want me to pretend to be an NPC who was harmed by Gu Mian and call other NPCs to look for jobs?" Gu Mian gave too much information for the fortune teller to process.

"When the time comes, turn on speakerphone, and Chu Changge will use a writing board to prompt you on what to say," Gu Mian said to the fortune teller.

The fortune teller hesitated for a few seconds: "Okay... I'll try not to give myself away."

Before making the call, Chu Changge specifically mentioned a few questions the fortune teller might ask and how to answer them. The fortune teller was a little nervous: "It's like a real job interview."

After calming down, she picked up Mr. Green's phone and dialed the number Gu Mian had given her.

“Carnival Wharf Recruitment Office…18887250…” The fortune teller checked the number after each press, afraid that she had dialed the wrong number, and only pressed the call button after confirming that the number was accurate.

This phone is similar to the one she used before, so Mr. Green doesn't need to teach her how to use it.

"Beep, beep, beep..."

The phone was constantly busy; no one answered.

After waiting for a minute without anyone answering, the fortune teller called again as Gu Mian had instructed.

This time, the dial tone lasted for about ten seconds before the other end answered the phone.

As soon as the call connected, a series of noises came from the other end, like something heavy being dragged and screeching against the ground.

Besides the rustling sound, there were also the sounds of people talking animatedly, but those sounds were too far away to hear clearly.

Then a loud voice came from across the street: "Move it! Move it! Don't drag it on the floor! You'll ruin my floor."

Then another voice rang out: "How am I supposed to lift such a big steel bar by myself? Our dock needs to hire more people. There are still more than a dozen steel bars waiting to be transported to build the stage."

The loud voice from before rang out again, "Wait a minute, wait a minute, I'll come talk to you after I finish this call..."

Clearly, the previous conversation wasn't meant for Gu Mian and the others.

"Hello, who is this?" The person on the other end finally answered them.

"Oh, I wanted to ask if your dock is still hiring. I'm from a food processing plant and I've recently lost my job, so I'd like to work for you." As the fortune teller spoke, he glanced at his virtual identity written on the paper.

"Great, we're short-staffed right now. Those upper-class folks are planning some kind of talent show, right? They're setting up the stage right now, and a ton of materials are coming from our dock. We simply don't have enough manpower here; the stuff's been piling up for days. By the way, which area's food processing plant do you work at? Is it near us?"

It seems the other side is treating the fortune teller like an NPC in the amusement park, and even saying that the upper class is going to hold some kind of talent show.

Since the killing games and carnivals were no longer feasible, the upper class came up with a new idea.

The fortune teller, following the teleprompter given by Chu Changge, said, "I am not from your Paradise World. I am an employee of the food processing plant that Gu Mian blew up before. I only called you because we couldn't find any work here."

The fortune teller's voice trembled almost imperceptibly as she said this, after all, she also had a share in the fried food processing plant.

At that time, Gu Mian also brought a ghost that looked like a teddy bear. At the time, she thought it was just a special object with a gloomy face. When she saw it trying to run away, she even stepped forward to help Gu Mian stomp on it.

Afterwards, Gu Mian told her that she had stepped on a ghost. Later, the fortune teller had nightmares for several nights in a row, always dreaming that as soon as she opened her eyes, she would see that teddy bear with a miserable face sleeping next to her.

GuGu saw a word game contest in the backend and excitedly told the editor she wanted to win. The editor, however, dismissed her with a look of disgust. Hmph, you ignore me today, but tomorrow I'll show you what's what!

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