Global Collapse-Chapter 619 - 587: What is an upper-class person like you doing in a dump!_1

In the end, Teacher Slaughter was led away, all the while yelling and screaming.

Before leaving, he struggled to touch the mask on Gu Mian's face with his flailing arms, but to no avail.

Lu Yi watched as Teacher Slaughter was taken away, a strange smile appearing on his face.

He then turned his gaze back inside the room, finally resting his eyes on Gu Mian.

The man with white-streaked hair didn't speak. He simply stared at Gu Mian for a few seconds, then moved his gaze away and left.

007, not far behind, looked puzzled, "Does this man know you too?"

Gu Mian shook his head, "I've never seen this man before."

But it's not out of the question that he's seen me.

Didn't that ghost in the Death instance claim to have seen me in some crematorium? Perhaps Lu Yi has also seen someone who looks exactly like me.

Gu Mian recalled Lu Yi's expression just now. It seemed as if he recognized him.

"Hey," the other Lower Class People finally gathered around once they saw Teacher Slaughter being taken away, "did that Upper Class man in the pink shirt know you?"

They didn't know Teacher Slaughter's name, so they could only refer to him like this.

Gu Mian looked at the people who had gathered around. On the truck, this group had seemed utterly listless. Now, they were suddenly full of energy? And even striking up conversations?

At this moment, the man with the snakehead mask came closer. He looked Gu Mian and 007 up and down, "I've never seen you two before. You must have been transported from another area, right?"

So, these Lower Class People are all from different places?

This would certainly make matters easier for Gu Mian.

007 immediately replied, "Yes, we haven't been here long."

The man in the snakehead mask rubbed his hands, "I've been at the base for many years now. You know about the base, right? It's the place where we were staying yesterday..."

Upon hearing this, Gu Mian understood. It was the place where they had first entered the instance.

The man in the snakehead mask looked at those around him, "There weren't many Lower Class People at the base before, only about a dozen or so. But then suddenly, a group of Upper Class People brought you all here. I thought something had happened. It was only when the truck brought us here today that I realized the Carnival had started and we're the chosen lucky ones!"

His tone changed with excitement as he got to this point.

Gu Mian touched his chin. No wonder these Lower Class People had looked so utterly dejected in the truck; back then, they didn't even know where they were being taken.

But to hear him describe it...

Lucky ones?

There wasn't a single thing Gu Mian could connect with luck.

And this fellow in front of him, reduced to the ranks of the Lower Class People, still used the term "lucky ones" to describe himself. There was probably something wrong with his head.

Just as Gu Mian was staring at the head of the man in the snakehead mask, wondering where to begin the craniotomy, the other Lower Class People around them began to chime in.

"I've heard that if a Lower Class person performs well in the Carnival and is noticed by the Upper Class higher-ups, they can live a good life from then on. Is that true?"

"I heard that in the Carnivals of the past two years, some Lower Class People performed very well. After the Carnival ended, they were taken away and never had to suffer like us again."

The man in the snakehead mask interrupted the others, "I know about this. I've been in the Circus for many years. Our Team Leader Lu Yi is indeed a good man. He's not like other Upper Class People!"

Both Gu Mian and 007 frowned.

Lu Yi, a good man?

It was truly a fantastic tale that, in a world like this, an Upper Class person could actually be called a "good person" by someone from the Lower Class.

The man in the snakehead mask continued, "As I mentioned earlier, I've been at the central base for a long time. I've been here since I was ten years old. That's over ten years now.

"As far back as I can remember, I had no parents. I guess everyone here is the same. The conditions for us Lower Class People at birth were awful. There were no hospitals for our mothers to give birth in, and pregnant women couldn't get nutritious food. Most of the children born had congenital diseases and died shortly after birth.

"Those children who weren't sick were mostly abandoned because there was no money, no food. The adults couldn't even feed themselves. The Upper Class People certainly wouldn't provide us with contraception, so Lower Class children were born one after another, only to be unsupportable. The corpses of children could fill an entire city block.

"I remember living in No. 49 Block, in the Lower Class district. There were only a few dilapidated houses there. Because there was a garbage dump nearby, the Lower Class People often abandoned their dying children in No. 49 Block.

"I was very young when my memories began, and the Upper Class People wouldn't want a little kid like me as a slave. Without food, I had to forage in the nearby garbage dump. Anything the Upper Class People didn't want or had leftover from their meals was thrown there. I barely got by on that trash."

The man in the snakehead mask said all this in one go, as if reciting his autobiography.

"Then, when I was ten years old, I met our team leader..."

The main part of the story was finally here.

So Gu Mian and 007 listened as the man in the snakehead mask described Team Leader Lu Yi's kindness and enthusiasm.

"I'll always remember that day. It was raining and extremely cold. I rummaged around in the trash heap for an hour before I found a few pieces of green, moldy bread, soaked by the rainwater. Filling my stomach was already an incredibly difficult feat; of course, I didn't care if the food was moldy. I just wanted to stuff it into my mouth. But then, a hand reached out and stopped me.

"That was the first time I met Team Leader Lu Yi. I was skin and bones, practically starving to death. Every time I fell asleep, I didn't know if I would see the sun the next day. I knew I could die at any moment.

"Until Team Leader Lu Yi appeared. He asked me if I wanted to work in the Circus. Of course, I did!

"I knew those Upper Class People enjoyed tormenting us, and that if I went with him, I might be assigned the filthiest jobs or even subjected to perverted abuse. But I was too hungry. Ever since my memories began, I'd never had a full meal. I fantasized about hot soup and flatbread. I thought if I could just eat like that once, it would be worth it even if I died immediately after.

"So I followed the Team Leader to the Circus. To my surprise, I wasn't tortured or abused. Here, I finally ate hot food. I'll never forget that feeling: the hot soup sliding down my throat into my stomach, the warmth spreading from my belly, making my entire body feel cozy.

"I discovered there were many other Lower Class People like me in the Circus. They had all been brought here by the Team Leader. He treated us well, just assigning us regular performance work, and never abused or beat us like other Upper Class People did."

Listening to him, Gu Mian felt like he might be reading from the wrong script.

The Team Leader Lu Yi that the man in the snakehead mask described was beyond Gu Mian's understanding of Upper Class People.

This question was beyond the scope of the test.

"Only, at that time, Team Leader Lu Yi wasn't the Team Leader yet; his father was. His father was as brutal as other Upper Class People. He never treated us as human beings, so our lives were very hard back then."

Now *this* sounded more like the usual script. Gu Mian nodded inwardly.