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Chapter 750 Doctor, please say something!

They are all inferior people; everyone in Sky City is an inferior person.

The buildings on both sides of his head were so close together that Gu Mian couldn't catch a glimpse of the entire Sky City through the pitifully narrow gap, but he could see no upper-class people among the people within his reach.

There were no pale-faced people or exaggerated expressions; the people coming and going in the city were all of the lower classes.

That city in the sky must be the City of Joy that Manager Jin mentioned. The scene was even more spectacular than I had imagined. This metropolis was like a giant flying saucer. If I hadn't known about this place beforehand, Gu Mian probably would have thought that aliens were attacking the Paradise World.

Louis's circus is also in the City of Joy, a city inhabited by the upper class. But everyone in sight is of the lower class. Did the city undergo population screening when it was turned upside down? Did it weed out all the upper class?

That's really considerate of the lower classes.

[Fatty]: Doctor, Brother Chu, Miss 007, I observed through the binoculars that you disappeared. You should have entered the Paradise World by now, right? Can someone teleport you together?
[Fatty]: Why is no one talking? Doctor, please say something!
The fat guy started yelling and screaming in the ten-person group chat.

Gu Mian explicitly forbade him from entering the Paradise World, so when he was teleported, the fat man had to use a telescope to observe the situation from two miles away, while also keeping Xiao Hong, who wanted to get close to Gu Mian, at bay.

The key given by the evil god is a poorly made product. Although the description says it can only bring creatures within 500 meters into the park, it might malfunction and pull away everyone within two miles when used.

Just to be on the safe side, Gu Mian had the fat man see them off from two miles away.

Seeing the fat guy's message in the group, Gu Mian realized that she hadn't been paying attention to her surroundings.

He turned his head to look at both sides.

Just two steps away on my left is the doorway of a house.

This was clearly a lower-class residential area. The house on the left appeared to be made of mud, with cracks in some places, and someone had stuffed mud-plastered thatch into the cracks to plug them up. The mud-plastered walls were visibly tilted, and even the door frame was tilted into a parallelogram shape.

In this situation, the door definitely couldn't be closed. The door was ajar, and a gust of wind blew against it, pushing it towards the frame, but the fragile door could only creak and groan, weakly hitting the frame from the outside.

A sticker on the edge of the parallelogram door frame caught Gu Mian's attention.

Gu Mian guessed that it had been pasted there for some time. The original yellow color on the paper had almost completely faded, and dozens of tiny cuts were crisscrossed on the paper. It seemed that it had experienced countless days of wind and rain.

It didn't take him long to figure out what the piece of paper was: a wanted poster, his own.

The first thing at the top of the wanted poster is his photo.

The background is a mine shaft, and it looks like the photo was taken in a restricted area. In the photo, he's grimacing as he climbs onto the top of a mine cart, and there's a chubby arm in the frame next to him, probably belonging to a fat person.

At this moment, [Fatty] was still using the summoning technique in the ten-person group chat, but no one paid attention to him.

Looking at the photo on the wanted poster, Gu Mian quickly found the corresponding fragment in her memory.

It was in the Killing Game instance. At that time, I and Fatty were in a minecart, and Chu Changge was driving the car. They were being chased by the Order Guards sent by the Upper Class.

There was a bomb about to explode in the carriage at that time. Gu Mian and Fatty took emergency evasive action and climbed up to the front of the train. This photo was taken by the No. 9 camera that was following them at that time.

Gu Mian silently looked at herself in the photo.

His expression is really unpleasant, which shows that the upper class definitely has a deep prejudice against him. He could have easily taken a better photo, but he insisted on using such an ugly one; it truly shows how morally corrupt and unethical the world has become!

Gu Mian shifted her gaze from the photo to the text area below.

[Wanted Person: Criminal Number Nine in the Restricted Area, Former Fugitive from the Circus]

The people in the park didn't know his name, so they used other names for him. As for why he was called Sinner Number Nine, it was probably because the camera that filmed him in the restricted area was number nine.

The following lines showcase Gu Mian's glorious achievements.

[Crimes: Demolishing the restricted area security force, damaging the mine tunnels, demolishing the former circus grounds, damaging the camera, kidnapping and extortion (according to clues provided by the victim, Mr. Killer, to the insurance company, the wanted man conspired with the traitor Louis to kidnap and extort 144 gold coins from him)]

Upon seeing the last charge, Gu Mian fell silent. When had he ever robbed Mr. Killer of his money? Could this guy be running out of money and committing insurance fraud?

Continuing down, the last column is the reward.

[Reward: 20 kilograms of coarse flour]

Okay, okay, it's so cheap, right?

My bounty in the outside world was as high as 100,000 game coins, but I never expected that it would only be worth 20 kilograms of coarse flour in the Paradise World.

However, it's understandable, since the wanted poster was posted in the residential area of ​​the lower class, clearly indicating that it was a wanted notice aimed at the lower class.

Twenty kilograms of coarse flour was an astronomical price for the lower classes.

Fortunately, he had put on the disguise mustache before coming in, otherwise he would have been caught by the lowly people and had his face powder replaced by them. Gu Mian touched the mustache that was pasted on his forehead hairline.

The photo on the wanted poster was so ugly that it damaged her image. Gu Mian reached out to take it down, but the moment her hand touched the wanted poster, a panel popped up.

This is actually a special item.

[The Ugly Mr. Gu's Wanted Poster]

[Creator: Doggy Doll (Green Limited Edition)]

[Description: The creator poured his heart and soul into extracting Mr. Gu's ugliest photo from frame by frame. This unflattering photo fully expresses the author's homesickness.]

[Function: "How could there be such ugly people in the world!" When being chased, showing this item to the chaser will scare them away for three seconds.]

[Additional note: "This is just a photo, I won't be scared anymore." This item only works once per individual.]

Just as Gu Mian was silently looking at the words "There are such ugly people in the world", the other people in the ten-person group chat finally made a move.

It is 007.

[007]: I was teleported to Crazy Game City, not far from Carnival Wharf.

007 was really lucky. Mr. Jin had said that Crazy Game City was full of NPCs from other worlds, and there were no upper-class people there, so her situation was relatively safe.

A few seconds later, Chu Changge also sent a message.

[Chu Changge]: I live in Rat Head Alley, a low-class residential area.

The street name sounds like it belongs to the lower classes.

Gu Mian still had no idea where she was.

He walked along the narrow alley, which was also a residential area for the lower classes. Several homeless people were lying on the ground, with woven bags filled with unknown contents under them and dirty tarpaulins covering their bodies.

Half a moldy, hard loaf of bread peeked out from under a lower-class person's pillow.

Perhaps it couldn't be called a pillow; it was just a headless doll casually placed under one's head.

A dirty hand stealthily reached for the bread; it was a child. He was clearly a regular at this kind of petty theft, his movements practiced and efficient. After succeeding, he quickly slipped away, while the unsuspecting bread owner remained fast asleep.

Several lower-class people with tangled hair, sitting on the side of the street, stared at Gu Mian with predatory eyes.

Compared to these people, Gu Mian was too neat, and he was carrying a huge package on his back, making it hard not to suspect that he was carrying something valuable.

How could there be such lazy babbleers in the world! It's truly terrifying, the world is going to the dogs! So horrifying! People's hearts have lost their traditional values! Homesickness!

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