These "people" seemed to hear his inner voice, and after Gu Mian wished "follow me into battle against the enemy," they lifted their feet and started walking toward the forest ahead.

For a moment, Gu Mian felt like a leader of an ancient uprising, waving his arms to lead everyone to charge into the battle together, to overthrow the feudal and decaying class system of Paradise World.

Of course, it's not that exciting now.

The reality at the scene was very strange, in the pitch-black night where one couldn't see their hand in front of them, a group of people who looked similar and moved like zombies wobbled toward the forest.

The sound of gunfire continued to come from the forest ahead.

It made him feel like a villain leading monsters to attack the base of righteous warriors.

Gu Mian stood aside watching these people charging into battle, with a complex expression: "What's going on? These people seem to have telepathic connections with me, and they're very obedient."

As he thought about it, he suddenly realized something.

That's right!

"What was the situation when the first 'Fatty' appeared?" Gu Mian recalled the scene when the first Fatty appeared, "At that time, I was driving up the small road by the cliff, it was very quiet around, I was thinking it was too boring…"

Gu Mian paused for a few seconds, then looked up at the wobbling silhouettes of these 'people'.

"That's right, I thought it would be great if Fatty could tell himself a joke."

Almost immediately, he heard Fatty's call, then got off to see that well-crafted Fatty standing by the cliff, waving to him.

"After successively seeing 'Fatty' and 'Chu Changge', I then wondered if other acquaintances would appear in this ghost place, and then Xiao Hong and others made their appearance;" Gu Mian's eyebrows furrowed tighter and tighter, "Just now, I was thinking these 'people' would charge forward to beat the guards."

Then these 'people', who had never moved before, started moving, surging toward the forest where gunshots were heard.

It seems that since coming here, every thought of mine has been realized.

Just realized in a rather crude form, Gu Mian looked at 'Keke' who was passing by, she walked with an upright and just demeanor, taking big, square strides, which was completely different from how Lv Cha acts in the instance.

Not realistic at all.

Gu Mian tried again, imagining 007's big goose.

Sure enough, within seconds, something white appeared beneath his feet.

Looking down, it was the goose with its bare bottom, but this goose wasn't realistic either; like the others, it had a vacant stare as it wobbled forward with its webbed feet, intending to join the battle in Secret Forest.

That's really how it is.

Whatever one imagines, this place gives it to you.

Now it seems the first Fatty appeared just to tell him a joke with a smile.

Never thought the joke hadn't even been told, and he was already kicked off the cliff.

Thinking about it is quite pitiful.

Is this a case of wishes being realized? I certainly didn't have this ability before.

Thinking about it, he looked toward the direction of Secret Forest, estimating that the anomalies now are caused by that statue of Evil God, as a complete statue of Evil God ought to have some counter-supernatural abilities, after all, it can resist the rollback in this world.

We are already close to that statue.

The gunfire from the forest ahead had stopped at some point, and he vaguely heard human voices coming from the forest.

"...Stop..."

"...This seems to be..."

The person's voice wasn't loud, Gu Mian couldn't hear it clearly. He only overheard someone seemingly shouting "Stop," and the person seemed to have recognized someone.

Because of the statue, the creatures in the restricted zone didn't dare come near here, the gunshots just now certainly weren't for shooting creatures.

Then what were they shooting at?

Gu Mian made a reasonable guess, he hypothesized that those "people" he created were initially near the forest.

A bunch of eerie silhouettes stood there, waving and constantly shouting "Come on, come on," terrifying the nearby guards half to death.

Moreover, these "people" were lower-class in appearance, and for the upper-class people, killing lower-class people was just killing, especially such strange lower-class people.

So probably the gunfire at first was aimed at 'Fatty' and 'Chu Changge' near the forest.

But now all these "people" have surged toward the forest, yet the shooting has stopped, why is that?

Moreover, from the sounds, it seems the guards over there recognized someone.

How come these upper-class people here recognize these people I created? Not only recognized someone but also stopped firing.

For a moment, Gu Mian couldn't figure out the opposite side's intention.

Chu Changge, Fatty, Xiao Qiao, Xiao Hong, 007, Keke…

Are any of these people known by the opposite side? 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

Thinking carefully, it's not impossible.

This complete statue in the forest is of vital importance, to be able to access here and guard here surely requires being a high-level NPC of Paradise.

Lu Yi's rank in Paradise World was already considered high, but he only heard that there is a complete statue here and hadn't come to see it himself.

NPCs guarding here should be of higher rank than Lu Yi.

It's possible they know Guardians from other worlds.

In that case, it's possible that they've recognized either Chu Changge or Xiao Qiao, one from the Second World and the other from the Twilight Gods World.

Speaking of this world, the Guardian here is the one who calls himself Xie Bi'an...

As Gu Mian was contemplating this, a cloaked figure suddenly appeared before him, dressed exactly like Xie Bi'an.

Just like the others, he swayed and lifted his leg to walk forward, but Gu Mian quickly grabbed him.

The manufactured Xie Bi'an was also completely covered, his entire head obscured by a hood, making his face unrecognizable.

Gu Mian had always been curious about his appearance and wondered if he might find the answer here.

Thinking this, he lifted Xie Bi'an's hood, hoping to catch a glimpse of his face.

As the hood was lifted, a large black hard-boiled egg appeared in front of Gu Mian.

This black hard-boiled egg sat atop Xie Bi'an's head, complete with two eyes, a nose, and a mouth, looking quite abstract.

If one must describe it, this person somewhat resembled the silhouette representing the culprit in Conan, the small black figure.

"Forget it..." Gu Mian murmured as he reached out and pulled the hood back down, "As expected, what you haven't seen in the real world, you can't imagine to have a face here either."

Releasing his grip, he stepped back a couple of steps, letting Xie Bi'an follow the others towards the direction of the Secret Forest.

Lu Yi had once told him that the Guardian dispatched from the Paradise World was a lower-class person.

Xie Bi'an is a lower-class person.

He wondered if he's always been tightly wrapped in this world, and if he originally dressed like this, the advanced NPC on the other side might recognize him.

He wondered about that advanced NPC's mental state; if it was as stable as Lu Yi's, that would be great. If it was as crazy as the other Upper Class People, then...

Gu Mian began to imagine a massive tank in his mind.

Surprisingly, he really had a knack for creating tanks.

In just a few seconds, a brand-new tank appeared on the empty ground before him.

Though its size wasn't quite what he imagined.

Gu Mian silently gazed at the tank kiddie car in front of him, waist-high, adorned with flickering colorful lights.

To demonstrate its might, the little car let out two "bang" sounds, pretending to fire twice.

Not giving up, Gu Mian tried drawing a proper tank in his mind again.

A minute later, another tank toy car appeared in sight.

Sitting side by side with its little partner, it seemed to hold hands, mocking Gu Mian's inadequacy.

Alright, Gu Mian couldn't exactly waltz in riding a tank to slaughter everyone.

He could only sneak around, observe the situation, and act when the time was right. If the Upper Class People inside spotted him and crazily chased him, he'd just have to turn and run.

Gu Mian glanced around, deciding it was best to plan an escape route first.

As he surveyed the surroundings, a strange voice suddenly came from above.

"Gu Mian?"

Who?

Gu Mian didn't recognize the voice.

Following the sound, he looked up and saw a floating eyeball with small wings above him. He'd seen this thing before.

It resembled the tracking device from the previous slaughter game. Mr. Green had also produced something similar before. Overall, it was a flying camera capable of transmitting images to people watching from afar in real-time.

The small eyeball flew just above, about ten centimeters above Gu Mian's head.

Gu Mian reached out and grabbed it, squeezing it a bit, noting it felt similar to last time.

The eyeball, after being squeezed a few times, struggled free, nervously landing on a nearby branch, out of his reach now.

"Are you Gu Mian?" the voice reappeared, but now with a tone full of doubt.

It came from the eyeball perched on the branch.

So this thing could also talk.

Common Upper Class People in this world don't know they're NPCs in a game world, nor do they know who Gu Mian is as a player. They don't even know Gu Mian's real name.

Last time in this world, the kids in the Circus instance all called him "No. 9."

However, Upper Class People who understood themselves as Low-Dimensional World NPCs were aware of the name "Gu Mian." They communicated with people from other worlds, who naturally mentioned stories about "Evil Gu Mian."

"Your appearance is different from what I remember. I guess he helped you cover your original look."

Before Gu Mian could respond, the eyeball went on talking to itself.

The opposite person's tone seemed normal, without the typical Upper Class People contempt of "filthy lower-class person."

Moreover, the person seemed to have guessed that the Evil God had helped him change his appearance.

It appeared that this person not only knew him but was also familiar with the Evil God, and seemed approachable.

Gu Mian looked up at the tracker on the branch, pondered a moment before asking, "Who are you?"