I'm building Gundams in America

Chapter 499 Sacrifice to the God of Slaughter (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Wayne watched all this calmly, but the killing intent in his eyes gradually gathered.

He now understood completely.

These poor children are drugged and put into a deep sleep before each party.

Then they became items used by their adoptive father, Dig, to entertain guests, and were taken by people at will.

The children were completely unaware of what had happened, believing they had simply taken a long nap.

She still wanted to be a good child in front of Dig and win her adoptive father's favor.

"Friends, I think we should change our clothes."

The energetic rap music echoed through the underground space, carrying a hint of eeriness.

As Digg spoke, several scantily clad maids brought out more white robes and distributed them to each of the guests present.

These guests were clearly not first-timers at Boasting Digs's crazy parties, and they quickly and skillfully changed into their new clothes.

This is also a tradition at Puff Daddy's freak parties, where everyone wears clothes of the same color.

Like a sacrifice, the "offering" to be played with is placed in the center.

Clearly, Digg has been trying to imitate or inherit the ways of Puff Daddy.

Strive to become the heir to those connections and gradually become the new center of connections in Hollywood.

Soon, everyone had changed their clothes and appeared polite, even refined.

Their pristine white robes made them appear as a group of ascetic monks.

Digg walked to the center of the room, turned to look at the crowd, and proclaimed loudly, "My friends! Propagators and defenders of American culture! We are the spear of America, piercing the souls of all those who worship America, making them yearn for America!"

"We are the sacred American spirit!"

The guests around were all high-ranking figures in Hollywood. When they heard Digg's words, they exchanged glances and nodded in agreement.

He clearly appreciated Digg's words.

As top figures in Hollywood, the world's most powerful hegemonic nation, they believe their contributions are no less significant than those of an aircraft carrier fleet.

The army is responsible for killing people, while they are responsible for destroying their spirits.

They even went so far as to kill all the people in the Middle East and make movies that distort the truth to disgust them.

Digg then changed the subject, saying, "But America is just too decadent and disgusting right now! A clown has become our president, and a bunch of racists have become the new SS!"

"What's truly memorable is America's golden age, that damn golden era after the collapse of the Soviet Union! It's a pity we can never go back!"

"But it's okay!"

"Tonight, we have two child stars from the golden age of the TV series 'Golden Childhood' at our party. Please enjoy yourselves and reminisce about those golden years!"

"Of course, remember to love the children!"

After Digg finished speaking, the surrounding guests applauded and cheered, and several even whistled.

Everyone's face was beaming with the smug smiles of the upper class.

They're not some perverted manipulators; they just want to relive America's golden age.

In the end, isn't it all because the president is incompetent?

Seeing everyone's reaction, Digg smiled with satisfaction, holding a microphone in his hand, and continued, "Very good, my friends, tonight's crazy party has some distinguished guests joining us, and our circle will grow even larger. Let's welcome these honored guests!"

As he spoke, he made a gesture, and the door that was facing away from Wayne was opened, and several guests who had been invited separately walked in.

Upon seeing the appearance of these people, everyone else in the room was shocked.

"It's Mr. Byron! Oh, the next Leonardo! Digg even managed to get him here—"

"And then there's Daconie and Amy, wow, to have these two distinguished ladies join us—"

"These are all A-list celebrities. It seems Digg is really starting to inherit Puff Daddy's influence—"

"Oh my God, and a few other stars, Ms. D'Addario, her eyes are absolutely gorgeous."

"Isn't that Benjamin? I heard he's going to be in one of Nolan's movies—"

Upon seeing the newcomer, everyone in the room showed expressions of shock and excitement.

The people who came in were all popular celebrities, one of whom was a top-tier star, and two or three of whom were top-tier stars.

These people now enjoy a highly respected status and influence in Hollywood.

Even Amy Heard, whose influence greatly diminished after her landmark lawsuit with Depp, was once a top-tier actress.

For the people in the room, having a few A-list celebrities join their private party greatly enhances their social circle.

Digg's expression became much more respectful, his eyes even showing a hint of humility. He smiled at Byron, Amy, and the others, saying, "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the real crazy party, and thank you for joining us."

As he spoke, he pointed to the wicker chairs placed in the middle of the room and laughed, "Tonight's theme is to relive the golden age, and these are our offerings!"

"Here, you can do anything you like!"

Byron shrugged and said, "Thanks, Digg. I think you'll be replacing Puff Daddy soon."

Amy frowned and said, "I'm sorry, although I was invited to this party, I really don't want to see the children suffer like this—"

They were all insiders, and Amy had even been to a cannibal mine, so she naturally knew how to have a private party like this.

She simply couldn't bring herself to harm the child.

Digg shrugged and said, "It's okay, relax, Amy. Nobody can force you to do things you don't want to do—but I guess you can relive the golden age at the party, sit on BonJack's face, and have him loosen the dirt for you or something—"

As he spoke, he casually pointed at Wayne and Paul and laughed, "They're both very obedient now. After tonight, Jack will be back in Hollywood. I'm telling you."

Upon hearing the nickname "Bang Jack," Amy, Byron, Daconie, and the others exchanged glances, their expressions instantly changing drastically.

The group didn't dare to delay and quickly ran to the other side of the rattan chairs, where they instantly saw Wayne sitting in one of them!

Byron, Amy, and the others shuddered. Amy couldn't help but exclaim, "My God! What is this—"

There were just too many people at the party outside, and the scene was chaotic. After exchanging pleasantries with a few people, she couldn't find Wayne anywhere.

I thought Wayne had already left the party and gone home.

Then he received an invitation from Digg to attend a more private and crazy party, but he never expected that Wayne was the gift Digg had mentioned for everyone!

Byron, standing to the side, was deathly pale and nearly lost his balance.

Ever since that near-death experience in the mine, when Wayne branded him with the word "sin," he has harbored an intense fear of Wayne, the new Riel.

She even had nightmares about him many times at night.

He received news from Amy at the party that the contemporary Riel was also there. He was filled with apprehension and wanted to meet him as soon as possible.

Later, when Byron heard from Amy that the other party might have left, he felt a little secretly pleased.

Who would have thought that the other person was sitting right here, and that Dig, that idiot, had used them as a sacrifice for the crazy party!

He was so stupid as to use a god of death as a sacrifice!

Seeing the reactions of Amy, Byron, Daconie, and the others, Digg couldn't help but smile smugly. He said, "Ladies and gentlemen, didn't expect this, did you? Damn it, Jack and Paul! Oh, *Golden Childhood*, what a classic show!"

"Rest assured, they have all taken the special medication and are currently in a highly compliant semi-comatose state. They will not have any independent consciousness until dawn."

"Ms. Amy, I know Bruce Wayne came with you. Tonight is a good time to discipline him, after all..."

"There's always a price to pay for a return to Hollywood, isn't there?"

"This is for his own good; he will gain our favor."

Dig's face was full of pride, and the executives of various companies and guilds around him, as well as several other celebrities, were also all smiling.

Clearly, in their view, Digg was absolutely right.

In Hollywood, how can you succeed without sacrificing yourself?

Byron, Amy, Daconie, and the others sighed and looked at Digg as if he were a fool.

The next instant, their legs buckled, and they all knelt on the ground, their voices trembling as they cried out in unison to Wayne, who was sitting there, "Master!"