Global Collapse

Chapter 761 Dream Collapse and One Hundred Little Eyeballs
"I know, Earth controls this world, constantly rewinding until it achieves the result it wants. It pits the upper and lower classes against each other, destroying their previously decent relationship and ultimately leading to the polarization we see now." This is what Gu Mian and Louis summarized together last time.

After he finished speaking, he glanced at the person next to him, but Gu Mian couldn't see his expression because the other person was wearing a helmet.

After a long while, Gu Mian finally heard the sounds of killing coming from the eyeballs above her head: "Yes...yes...why didn't I think of these things at first..."

His tone was somewhat inconsistent, and what he said was strange.

The little eyeball on the branch had descended, seemingly wanting to rest on Killer's head. It buzzed around Killer's head twice, but couldn't find a place to put its feet down.

Killer's entire head was covered by a round helmet, and his round eyeballs would slide down as soon as they were put on.

It then turned to look at Gu Mian's head instead of the ball.

Gu Mian's hair is fluffy, looks soft and warm, and is perfect for round things to perch on.

The little eyeballs stared hesitantly at the top of Gu Mian's head, really wanting to land on it.

Gu Mian noticed its gaze, turned her head and gave it a kind smile, and the little eyeball flew away in fright.

"I should have thought of this sooner..." Killer muttered to himself, clutching his head.

Just as Gu Mian was about to ask him what this meant, she saw a large patch of light appear ahead.

He turned his head and saw several searchlights standing in front of him, illuminating an area, with something resembling a fence connected below them.

These "steel fences" are connected together to form a large arc, and you can't see the end of them at a glance.

They seemed to have encircled the entire forest.

Every so often, a gun barrel would peek out from under the fence; the sound just now was probably from those gun barrels.

His friends stood still outside the fence, not moving forward.

By the way, Gu Mian originally wanted everyone to rush up and overthrow the upper class.

But when he looked around, he didn't find any other superiors around; the only superior was still in his hands.

Thinking about it, he looked again at the gun barrels protruding from the steel fence.

These weapons should be automatic; they should be activated when they detect nearby creatures and then strike and kill them.

If he hadn't heard the gunshot and had instead driven straight over in his delivery truck, he and his mechanical dog would probably be riddled with bullets by now.

At this moment, the gun barrels were lying dormant with their heads lowered, and when they came out to fight, they were given a ceasefire order.

Gu Mian asked the person next to her, "Are you all alone here?"

“Yes, just me.” Killer also looked at the lowered gun barrels. “Because of the special nature of that statue, it’s not suitable for too many people to stay here. Didn’t you just ask me why I was wearing this helmet? This helmet is used to isolate consciousness.”

Isolate consciousness...

The two had already crossed the automated fire line and entered the forest.

As soon as Gu Mian entered, she saw a smooth stone path under her feet, leading straight ahead.

Streetlights were also erected on both sides of the stone road for lighting purposes.

The trees on both sides were quite dense, and their branches and leaves almost blocked out the entire sky, preventing any moonlight from getting in.

Without streetlights, it would be pitch black here right now.

Gu Mian looked ahead along the road, but couldn't see the end.

The two continued walking forward.

"After the statue was unearthed and people realized that the world may have gone through countless saves, some people panicked."

“Oh! It took us, the upper class, so long to completely separate ourselves from the lower class. If everything suddenly went back to the past and the lower class could turn the tables, wouldn’t all our efforts have been in vain? — That’s what someone said back then.”

Gu Mian also discussed this with Louis in the circus instance.

At first, although the relationship between the upper and lower classes was not good, it was at most the relationship between landlords and the exploited.

Now, the gap between the upper class and the lower class is greater than the gap between a person and a dog.

The two are now completely separated.

However, the "upper class" mentioned by the carnage was clearly overthinking things. Earth's control over the Paradise World's rollback was precisely to exacerbate the conflict between the upper and lower classes, widening the rift between them. Even if another rollback occurred, the conflict would only deepen, and the lower classes would have no chance of turning the tide.

However, the upper class did not know this, only Louis vaguely guessed it.

"They saw that the statue itself was immune to the world's rewinding, so they wanted to move it out to study it and see if they could find a way to stop the world from rewinding. They didn't want time to go backwards from the bottom of their hearts."

"But no matter what they tried, they couldn't move the complete statue even an inch, so they had to settle for transporting the fragments out."
"They transported the fragments out for research, but found nothing. Someone suggested trying to recreate the fragments into new statues and place them around the world; perhaps once the statues are scattered globally, they can prevent the world from reverting to a previous state..."

"Of course, this place also needs someone to guard it to prevent anything from happening to the most precious and intact statue inside. My position is high enough that I proposed to guard it, so of course no one else would have any objections."

"Your status is very high?" Gu Mian repeated.

Killer was stunned for a moment, probably not expecting Gu Mian to discuss things like status with him.

After a moment of hesitation, he replied, "Yes, I have a very high status. I was almost among the first batch of 'upper class'. I was the one who proposed the plan to separate the upper and lower classes, and the killing game you participated in was also my idea."

The murderous tone he used when saying this revealed a deep sense of powerlessness, as if someone had forced him to do these things by choking him.

Gu Mian also found his statement strange.

Based solely on the story of someone who proposed a plan to divide the upper and lower classes and created a brutal and bloodthirsty variety show like a killing game, Gu Mian would definitely think this person was insane.

But right now, the person who has accomplished such a glorious feat is being held to the neck by a saw, looking like a pitiful and virtuous woman, and you can't see anything wrong with her madness at all.

It is true that people cannot be judged by appearance, and sea water cannot be measured.

The respectable woman continued, "Soon, I discovered other unusual things about the statue. I often dream, and my first day here was no exception. That night, I dreamed that the lower classes had launched a fierce uprising, and that they would finally rebel against the upper classes."

"In my dream, the lower classes and the upper classes fought countless wars, and in the end, the upper classes were defeated. I dreamt that the leader of the lower classes led a group of lower classes into my dwelling and cut off my head with a single stroke. I immediately woke up in fright, and as soon as I opened my eyes, I was startled again by the scene before me. You have no idea what I saw..."

Gu Mian knew that the function of that complete evil god statue was probably something like "wish fulfillment".

"When you opened your eyes, you saw your headless body?" he guessed.

The helmet of the killer swayed slightly, and Gu Mian guessed that his head might be shaking inside.

"I saw the leader of the lowest class from my dream standing in front of my bed, holding a knife and smiling at me."

The buzzing little eyeball finally found a good spot. It hovered around Killer's shoulder a few times before carefully landing on it.

The neatly pressed suit jacket was pressed down, creating a shallow indentation. Its little eyeballs twitched left and right over the indentation, making sure it wouldn't roll off before retracting its wings.

Gu Mian then noticed several small holes on the back of her eyeballs, from which the sounds of killing were coming.

"When I saw him, I even thought I was still dreaming. I pinched my thigh hard, and the intense pain made me realize that everything in front of me was real and that I had woken up."
"Fortunately, he didn't cut off my head like in my dream. He just stood there smiling, motionless like a mannequin. I questioned him and shook him, but he didn't react."

A shadow was moving on the ground.

Gu Mian looked up and saw several moths fluttering around the streetlight. One of the boldest moths fluttered its wings and rushed towards the glaring light, as if it were rushing towards the brightest future.

After a dull thud, it swayed and drifted down like a leaf, landing at Gu Mian's feet.

Gu Mian looked down at the moth: "You questioned him? You shook him?"

Very strange.

Most people wouldn't react with "questioning" or "shaking".

Gu Mian imagined the Killer Teacher. If the Killer Teacher woke up one day and found that a lowly person was planning to cut off his head, he would most likely be so scared that he would run away in a corner. Although he was very scared, he would still be stubborn.

He would probably say something like, "What do you think you're doing, you lowly wretch?" or "Wait till I'm rescued, I'll teach you a lesson."

The action of "shaking" is unlikely to occur between strangers.

Gu Mian had seen the male lead in an idol drama swaying and questioning the female lead, "Why don't you love me?"

But he never saw the male protagonist grab a passing stranger by the shoulder, shake him, and question him.

"Yes, but he didn't move at all, like a statue, so I had to tie him up and put him in the corner. I tried all day to get him to talk, or even just move a little, but he wouldn't budge."
"I was worried and anxious, and I didn't fall asleep until almost dawn the next day. Guess what? I dreamed about him again. I dreamed that he cut off my head with a knife again. I was immediately awakened by the fright. As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw him standing at the head of the bed with a knife, smiling at me."

This is never going to end.

"I thought he had broken free of the ropes, but when I looked at the corner of the wall, I found another identical one of him tied up there."
"I thought I was still dreaming. I pinched my thigh hard to wake myself up, but the pain told me again that I wasn't dreaming. Isn't that weird? Two identical people were in my room, even the curve of their mouths was exactly the same. It was terrifying!"

(End of this chapter)