Global Collapse-Chapter 624 - 592: ’Golden Cuckoo Hatches’_1
"We all know," Mike said, chuckling and turning his head to others, pointing to his head, "with so many Lower Class People, there are bound to be a few nuts. Don't take his words to heart."
Indeed, in a worldview like this, the incidence of insanity would be high.
Gu Mian nodded sagely in agreement.
"Alright, let's continue ascending," Mike glanced at Gu Mian, then told the others.
Gu Mian had already climbed several flights of stairs with the children. If they climbed further, they would reach the rooftop.
He calculated the height while looking up the stairs.
Looking up from the opening of the stairwell, it was evident that with a few more turns, they could reach the rooftop.
「Meanwhile, 007 was still in the preparation room behind the velvet curtain.」 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎
The Carnival consisted of five performances, each set to be performed by a different group of people.
She noticed individuals guiding groups towards the other side of the velvet curtain, towards the stage. This was probably based on the order of arrival. When the first group was led away, cheers, applause, and lively music rang out from behind the curtain.
The host's voice interjected from time to time, but the cheering from that side was so loud it almost completely drowned out the host, and 007 couldn't hear what he was saying.
Why are they so happy? 007 pondered as she stared at the velvet curtain. Could the performances of the Lower Class People bring such joy to the Upper Class People? Performances by the Lower Class People must be common in this world, so why are these Upper Class People acting as if they were on a high? Or were the affairs underway more than mere performances?
The more she thought about it, the more perplexed she became. She noticed the man with the snakehead mask hadn't been taken on stage, so she shuffled over to inquire, "Do you know what's going on up there? Haven't people from your base participated in the Carnival before?"
Although the man in the snakehead mask had been with the Circus for a long time, he was not clear about what was happening on stage. He shook his head, "Those who returned never revealed the specifics; they only mentioned it being an impromptu performance."
So that was it. 007 nodded slightly. Those who returned had never revealed what they were going to do on stage.
Suspicious indeed. Could it really be some nefarious performance, unfit for public viewing?
007 thought deeply, Those Upper Class People might come up with some perverted performance. It's probably best that Gu Mian and those children left. At least he will not be at a disadvantage if a fight breaks out. But speaking of those children...
As she contemplated, she turned to the man in the snakehead mask and asked, "You recognized the children from earlier and you know what they're capable of, that's why you were afraid. But there are a lot of people here who were brought for the first time today, who are meeting those children for the first time. Why were they also afraid of those children at first sight?"
Within this world, the Lower Class People were extremely fearful of the Upper Class People, but the level of fear displayed by this group of Lower Class People towards those unfamiliar children seemed over the top.
Hearing her words, the man in the snakehead mask suddenly swiveled to face 007, the holes in the mask revealing his eyes that stared at her, unmoving, as if scrutinizing something.
Seeing this, a chill ran down 007's spine.
Did I say something wrong?
She discreetly clenched her fists, maintaining an outwardly calm demeanor.
The atmosphere was rather eerie.
This strange silence lingered for several seconds before the man in the snakehead mask finally broke it.
He spoke in a puzzled tone, "Where did you come from?"
007 stiffened. She surely didn't know the divisions of this world.
However, in a split second, 007 recalled an instance Gu Mian had once wrecked in this world, and a location he had previously mentioned.
"I was recently near the restricted area," she clenched her fists, her voice calm, yet internally she was extremely nervous.
The man in the snakehead mask uttered, "AH! No wonder. There shouldn't be many children around the restricted area. After all, it's quite dangerous."
Did she manage to deceive him? 007's tightly clenched fist relaxed a bit, red marks left by her nails imprinted on her palm.
The man in the snakehead mask continued, "You probably haven't had much contact with children before, which is why you underestimate them. The children of the Upper Class People are the most dangerous. They're highly curious and have endless energy. They can come up with ten thousand ways to torment us, which makes them more fearsome than the adults.
"There are times when the adults lack energy; sometimes they're so busy they hardly have the energy to pay us any attention. But it's different with those children. They enjoy tormenting us so much that they could do it all day without tiring. They come up with wicked ideas even the adults can't think of. When you're around them, you never know what terrifying things they're plotting next.
"That's why we're always scared and avoid the children of the Upper Class People."
So that's why.
Indeed, children are energetic beings and never tire when engaged in something they're interested in.
Whereas adults have far fewer interests, and lack the boundless energy of children.
This was the same in reality.
At this point, the vibrant cheers from the audience were emanating from behind the velvet curtain. From the start of the performance until now, their cheering seemed incessant.
007 disregarded the noisy cheers and began considering Gu Mian's safety.
Even though there are many children, five in total, Gu Mian should be able to handle them, especially since he has a saw. Moreover, the adults are presumably all in the audience stand now. So, Gu Mian's fight with the children will likely go unnoticed by the adult Upper Class People…
The man in the snakehead mask beside her couldn't see 007's face, but he heard some subtle murmurings coming from under her mask.
He queried in confusion, "What are you saying? Fight children?"
"Nothing," 007 looked at him. "I've indeed had little contact with children before, so I didn't know how tough they could be..."
As she spoke, she remembered the ghost of the little girl in the red skirt that she had seen with Gu Mian earlier.
She remembered that the little girl had lain upon this man's back.
That little girl might have a significant role in this instance. As she thought of this, she cautiously asked, "You said those few children we saw earlier often visit the Circus base. Aside from them, do other Upper Class People's children frequently visit too?"
At her question, the man in the snakehead mask shook his head. However, he suddenly stopped shaking his head as if remembering something.
Did he remember something? 007 looked at the man in front of her.
Yet, the man in the snakehead mask didn't provide the answer 007 wanted. After he ceased shaking his head, he was silent for two seconds, before finally stating a dry, "No."
