Global Collapse

"The lower-class people are almost all in position." At this moment, a photographer behind him whispered in the teacher's ear.

The teacher, who had been lost in his memories, looked at the square.

This is the largest and most central square in the City of Joy. He is standing in the middle of the square and has a clear view of the entire area.

He saw that the lower classes were already standing obediently in front of the ballot box.

There were two hundred lower-class people who entered the City of Joy. They stood around the edge of the central square with the ballot box, each a few meters apart. From above, they formed a huge circle that surrounded the entire square.

In the center of the square were the upper class who came to watch the show. A circular glass canopy was erected around the large screen, and the upper class had their seats underneath.

The show hasn't started yet, and most of the upper-class people who have come here aren't sitting properly in the seating area. Instead, they're wandering around, looking at the lower-class people standing there with ill intent.

The lower classes were stunned by the prosperity of the place. They stood cautiously behind the ballot box. Whenever a member of the upper class walked by, their backs would bend unconsciously and their heads would be lowered deeply, as if they were afraid of being seen by them, showing only an expression of cowardice and weakness.

The teacher raised his arm and glanced at his watch: "8:40, twenty minutes before the show officially starts. Tell the sound engineer to turn on the sound system, and the camera can be taken off now. Also, tell the logistics team to prepare everything in the sky..."

Things from the sky.

Chu Changge looked up at the sky.

It seems that the show that Teacher Killer has prepared this time is related to the sky.

“Zhao Si…” At this moment, a hand patted the shoulder of the photographer who was talking to the killing teacher.

Who is Zhao Si? The photographer looked back with this question on his face.

Behind him stood a middle-aged man with a hooked nose and short black hair, but he didn't recognize him and didn't know why the man called him "Zhao Si".

007 glanced at the bow tie on the photographer's collar and then at the puzzled look on his face. She knew she had probably mistaken him for someone else.

She didn't have face blindness, but the upper-class people all looked like they had been rolled in a pile of flour, and didn't seem to be of the same race as them.

If you don't look at their hair color, all the upper-class people look pretty much the same to her, which makes it difficult for her to recognize Chu Changge in the crowd.

So the two decided to tie a black bow with white polka dots at their necklines to mark their separation.

007 thought this pattern wouldn't be easy to find, but unexpectedly, she actually ran into someone wearing the same outfit.

She glanced awkwardly at the black and white polka dot bow tie on the photographer's collar, then looked at the collar of another photographer next to her, who was wearing a tie.

She even looked down at the teacher's collar, even though she remembered that Chu Changge wasn't this short after his transformation.

The Killer Teacher also wore a bow tie on his collar, but it was pink; he had a particular fondness for pink.

"I'm here." Just as 007 looked down at the teacher's pink bow, Chu Changge's voice came from behind him.

007 turned around and saw Chu Changge standing behind her.

She awkwardly tried to cover it up: "Oh, you're here. This person is wearing clothes that look so similar to yours, I didn't recognize him at first."

The teacher clearly didn't want to get bogged down in the question of "who is Zhao Si" with these two strangers.

He looked up at the sky and saw that the camera panning equipment used for filming had already risen, and the preparations he had made in the air were slowly converging on him.

007 noticed the teacher's gaze and looked up as well.

She first saw many tracking cameras flying in the sky. These machines had a pair of wings and flew in the sky like flying insects, making a buzzing sound.

But then her attention was drawn to something else—a large, gray mass gathering from the sky surrounding the square. Only when it got closer could 007 make out what it was.

"balloon?"

Moreover, it's a very large balloon.

They come in various shapes; some are bloodstained knives, others are skulls representing death.

Of course, there were also some more normal, sunny ones. 007 saw a huge sun balloon swaying and flying towards them.

These are all hot air balloons.

They quickly gathered above the central square, completely shrouding the square in shadow.

At the same time, deafening music suddenly rang out. It was the music from Paradise World. 007 didn't know its name, but he felt that the music revealed a hidden madness and excitement.

"It's almost time!" The killing teacher cheered. He quickly went to the center of the square and climbed up the platform with the big screen on his hands and feet.

The platform under the screen wasn't large, with two speakers about the height of a person placed on either side.

007 saw the Killer Teacher pull out a microphone from somewhere, clear his throat, and hold it to his mouth: "Ladies and gentlemen, please be quiet—"

At the same time, the photographers following the teacher also pointed their cameras at the teacher's face, and the large screen on the stage displayed that deathly pale face in real time.

However, because the teacher was rather short, the photographer had to bend over to take pictures of him.

"He's also a TV host." 007 didn't know Killer Teacher before; this was their first meeting.

"Our wonderful show will begin in five minutes. Please go to your seats. As you can see, the circular glass canopy around me is your audience area."

A number of upper-class people have already arrived at the central square.

At that moment, other upper-class people passed by 007 and Chu Changge, muttering to themselves.

"What are you up to?"

"Isn't the first stage supposed to be listening to those dirty, low-class people speak? He's built a glass canopy and brought in so many hot air balloons. I don't know what he's up to."

"Although the first stage is to watch the lower-class people speak, just watching them speak isn't very entertaining. Besides, there are hundreds of lower-class people in each residential area, and listening to them speak one by one is really boring. I heard that the hosts in other residential areas have also added their own programs during this stage. I guess the balloons on their heads are the programs arranged by Teacher Killing."

"Hopefully it will be a great show."

At this moment, Chu Changge and 007 also arrived under the glass canopy, where many seats and long tables filled with fresh food were set up, allowing VIPs to enjoy the food while watching the show.

Looking up, there's a transparent glass panel, offering an unobstructed view of the scenery above, where you can clearly see the balloons of various shapes and colors.

At that moment, a ghost-face balloon was hovering above the glass canopy. 007 looked at the ghost-face balloon and felt slightly worried.

She looked in Gu Mian's direction.

Gu Mian and the other lower-class people were gathered around the perimeter of the square. At this moment, he was standing in front of ballot box number 1118, studying the box in front of him.

And Mr. Green...

007 didn't see Mr. Green immediately; he was too short and completely hidden by the ballot box, with only a sliver of his scalp showing. (End of Chapter)