global collapse

【007】: How are you doing there?

[Panger]: How are you doing there?

【Xiao Qiao】: Why are you so angry there?

In the group chat with ten people, 007 was asking about Gu Mian's situation.

The fat man who likes to join in the fun and Xiao Qiao who likes to repeat the exam also came together.

The two of them did not enter the paradise world together, so they were probably bored outside.

【Gu Mian】: Living in a temporary tent area, there is a living area for high-class people not far from this.

【007】: Chu Changge and I saw the truck transporting you and Mr. Green in the live viewer broadcast. We ask the head of the crazy building to check the license plate number of the truck. After checking, he told us that the lower-class person in your car was transported to a residential area of ​​the upper-class person called "Happy Heavenly City". The residential area you see is most likely to be Huanyi Heavenly City.

Happy heaven...

Gu Mian recited this name in his heart, and just listening to the name, he knew that the place was very happy.

But he has left the Crazy Game City, and the Crazy Building Director will actually help him.

Gu Mian suspected that Chu Changge spoke ill of the words that threatened the head of the crazy building.

【007】: Chu Changge and I plan to use our superior status to go to Happy Tiandu tomorrow and vote for you.

[Panger]: It’s really like a day when I haven’t seen each other three autumns. Miss 007 and Brother Chu haven’t seen the doctor for a long time. Are you so eager to visit him? How can we, those of us who haven’t seen the doctor for so long? When will we come back?

The fat man posted some unnutritious words in group chats with ten people all day long. Over time, everyone else has learned to subconsciously filter the fat man's message and treat him as background music.

007 looked at the two tickets on the table in front of her. She and Chu Changge had the identity card of the best person. Tonight, they had already received the votes to vote tomorrow - it was the head of the crazy building who brought the ticket to them.

Two of them each can be voted for two to the same person who likes, or they can be voted separately.

The bill in front of you is the same size as a paper banknote, and there is an exquisite crown in the middle. When you touch it, you can even feel the exquisite bulges inlaid with gems.

And there is a little man in the shadow painted below the exquisite crown.

This villain is too small to see if you don't look carefully.

He knelt under the crown, with his head down, as if the exquisite crown above was a thick dark cloud for him.

007 guessed that this villain refers to Louis.

It was Louis who taught the profession of beast trainer to 007. Looking at the little man kneeling in the shadows, 007 felt a little complicated.

Now Louis is no longer as brilliance as a former beast trainer.

He seemed to have become the "beast" in his hands for people to enjoy and enjoy.

If Gu Mian saw the villain on the ballot, he would definitely say that this was Mr. Green.

Because at this time Mr. Green's actions were exactly the same as that villain.

"Ah Yee--" He suffered from a cold wind and kept sneezing in the second half of the night.

Then he said that his head hurts as soon as he lay down. Gu Mian said that this was an increase in intracranial pressure caused by a cold, so he just needs to sleep vertically.

He thoughtfully pulled a hanging rope from the roof of the tent, and asked Mr. Green to put his neck inside so that he could sleep with his back.

Mr. Lu politely rejected Gu Mian's kindness and decided to lean against the wall of the tent to try to see if he could fall asleep.

Fortunately, the tents in this place are all close to each other. Mr. Green leaned against the wall of the tent and could also have a tent next door to help him hold it, so that he would not collapse the tent in an instant.

But it turns out that sitting on your knees can’t sleep.

Mr. Green spent a tormented evening. He heard the raindrops outside from dense to sparse, and finally stopped completely. The air was filled with the smell of rain wet the soil.

Then he heard unknown bugs chirping outside.

The last few melodious bird calls came from outside, and he knew it was dawn.

When I opened the tent door, I saw that the sky had become brighter and half of the sun in the east was revealed.

Other inferior people also got up one after another. Some were clamoring, while others were sitting in front of their tents and wondering what they were thinking.

This is not a hotel and they will not be served breakfast.

Mr. Green's stomach was groaning hungry.

In fact, he has been hungry for several days. These days he has been sleeping in the open and unable to eat, so he is so easily sick.

At this time, he heard Gu Mian's voice behind him.

Looking back, Gu Mian was awake and was stuffing the green dog doll that was covering him last night back into his guitar bag.

The green dog doll whined twice as if protesting, but in the end, Gu Mian forced it into it.

Suddenly, Mr. Green heard the noise of the crowd outside.

He turned his head and looked out and saw two white people walking towards this side from the residential area of ​​the upper class.

"Are you here to take us to the residential area of ​​the upper house?" Mr. Green stretched his neck and looked at them.

The lower-class people in the tent area surrounded the two upper-class people, and the people in the carriages and under the cars also climbed out and rushed towards the two upper-class people.

The two obviously didn't like the job, and they loudly ordered people not to approach them and asked them to line up in the order of the number cards.

This is a big project.

Four trucks were parked on this open space, meaning there were at least two hundred inferior people here.

"No. 1000 is at the front, and the rest of yourself are in the back row!" One of the top people shouted.

"I'm No. 1000! I'm No. 1000!" An understander immediately jumped up in the crowd holding the number plate.

No. 1000 struggled to cross the crowd, came to the two top people with a flattering smile, and repeated again: "I am No. 1000."

The upper house frowned and asked No. 1000 to stand three meters away from him. Then he shouted at the crowd behind him: "Hurry up, you idiots, can't even line up?"

Gu Mian is No. 1118, and Mr. Lu is No. 1117.

The two of them are in the back of the team.

The inferior people adopted the method of reporting numbers. Every time they read a number, the inferior people who represent that number would line up to the end of the line.

This work was done by the front 1000.

He started chanting on the 1001st and took a long time to chant Gu Mian and Mr. Lu.

After Gu Mian and Mr. Lu lined up, about half an hour later, their 200-person team was completely formed.

The two top-ranked people were already impatient. After queuing up, they immediately led the long queue toward the direction of Happy Tiandu.

Gu Mian also saw other teams like them along the way, but the long teams and their destinations were not the same direction. They should be teams that could go to other top-level residential areas to canvass votes.

At this time, the two top-class people had already brought Gu Mian's team to a very magnificent door.

It is no exaggeration to say that this door is like the gate of the castle where the princess and princes live in fairy tales.