Global Collapse

Chapter 821 Mr. Crazy Green

Even though 1003 wanted to delay boarding this dreadful Ferris wheel, the staff behind him were already very impatient. He dared not delay any longer, so he simply closed his eyes, steeled his resolve, and stepped into the cabin in front of him.

Seeing him go up, the people behind him immediately came forward and closed the door tightly.

Ferris wheel cabins have locks on their doors, which can only be unlocked from the outside. This is to protect the safety of riders, in case someone inside accidentally opens the door and falls when the cabin is high in the air—this is the reason for this design in the real world.

The Ferris wheel in front of us can only be unlocked from the outside, not to protect the safety of the people inside, but simply to prevent participants from opening the door and swimming up if they can't hold their breath underwater.

The lock switch is on the outside, so no matter what, the person inside cannot open the door and can only die obediently inside.

As soon as 1766 stepped into the cockpit, he took a deep breath.

The moment he took that breath, the cabin sank underwater.

Water poured into the cabin through the wire mesh of the windows, and a string of bubbles rose from where the cabin had just sunk.

The staff member who was closing the door stared intently at the string of bubbles, trying to see what was happening underwater.

But he could only see the opaque top cover of the Ferris wheel, so he turned back to Li San with little interest and said, "Let's go back to the side of the stage, we can't see anything from here."

The audience couldn't see anything from the stands either, but the fact that 1766 entered the water at least left a suspenseful question, keeping the upper class on the edge of their seats, so they didn't find the ten-minute wait boring.

"This half-circle takes at least ten minutes." 007 watched the Ferris wheel slowly turn. Ten minutes is not a short time; there's only a very small chance that anyone inside will survive. Even if they're not completely dead, they'll be suffering from brain hypoxia and in a coma. If they aren't rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment, they'll still die.

But the upper class wouldn't be so kind as to take the contestant to the hospital. It's estimated that once 1766's cabin came up from the water, the upper class would see that he wasn't moving inside and would simply declare that he had failed, and then let the next group go.

At this moment, Li San had returned from the Ferris wheel boarding gate and was standing next to the stage again, very close to Gu Mian.

When 007 looked at Li San, she noticed that Gu Mian on the other side was also looking at Li San, just like her.

“Oh, right,” 007 suddenly thought of something, “that Li San seems to know what the third stage is. After he brought 1868 to the champion’s seat, he told the other party that there was no danger in the third stage.”

The staff were certainly familiar with the program's flow, which meant they likely knew whether Louis was present or not, and might even know where Louis was hidden.

If he happens to pass by the audience again, 007 thought to himself, "I'll find an opportunity to subtly ask him about it."

While 007 was still figuring out how to subtly inquire about the third stage of Li San's story, Gu Mian had already swaggered over and called out his name: "Li San, Nicholas Li San."

The staff of variety shows are all upper-class people. They don't like to be too close to the stage and don't want to breathe air polluted by lower-class people.

But Nicholas Lee was different from the others; he seemed more reluctant to be near the upper class than the lower class. He stood close to the pyramid stage, but far away from the other upper-class staff.

Gu Mian was basically certain that his status as a superior person was fake.

At this moment, all the other upper-class people were focused on the Ferris wheel, but Li San was not interested and kept his head down, seemingly lost in thought.

Hearing someone call his name, he looked up and searched around. He soon saw Gu Mian calling him from the bottom of the pyramid.

“What the hell?” he said, looking at the lower class who were waving enthusiastically at him. “Why are these lower class people calling me? But when have there ever been such brave people among the lower class? Lower class people don’t usually use this tone to call the names of upper class people.”

People of lower social standing usually cower in fear of those of higher social standing, not daring to look up, let alone call out their names so enthusiastically; they wouldn't even dare to utter a sound. He looked around, realizing he was far from the other staff members, and the audience's attention was drawn to the Ferris wheel, so no one noticed what was happening here.

Li San glanced at the lowly person calling out to him and decided to pretend he hadn't heard.

My identity is a facade, so I shouldn't get involved. Chatting with lower-class contestants would be too out of character for someone of high status.

However, for some reason, he felt a jolt of fear whenever he saw this contestant. Moreover, there was a strange sense of familiarity about this person; the more he looked at the lowly person, the more familiar he seemed, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before.

"Is it just my imagination?" he thought. "How could I possibly find a lower-class person familiar? After all, I only arrived here recently and have never seen any lower-class people before."

Mr. Green was also puzzled. He secretly tugged at Gu Mian's sleeve: "How dare you call that upper-class person by his name? What if we anger him..."

Mr. Green was about to say, "We're all doomed," but then he thought about how Gu Mian could pull out her precious guitar from her guitar case anytime, anywhere. This gave him a sense of security, but he still reminded Gu Mian not to mess with the upper class.

As he spoke, he secretly glanced at Li San, whom Gu Mian had addressed by his given name. Unexpectedly, Li San was not angry at being addressed by his given name by a lower-class person. Instead, he turned his head away as if he hadn't heard it and looked elsewhere.

Mr. Green was unaware of the "Nicholas Family" affair, nor did he know that this Mr. Li was likely using a high-class identity card.

Ignoring Mr. Green's advice, Gu Mian instead raised her voice and affectionately called out Li San's name.

Fearing that Gu Mian's voice would be too loud and attract attention, the other person turned around and glared at them fiercely, putting on a menacing expression: "What are you doing!"

As soon as he said that, Mr. Green realized something was wrong.

If a superior person is addressed by their name by a subordinate, they are unlikely to ask the subordinate what they want. They will most likely take action to teach the subordinate a lesson.

Although Li San in front of me had a fierce expression on his face, his voice was very weak, and it was clear that he had deliberately lowered his voice, as if he was afraid that others would hear the conversation.

Considering Li San's previous behavior, which was so out of place with the upper class, Mr. Green couldn't help but wonder if this person was really an upper class person.

"Hello, Nicholas Li San." Seeing Li San looking this way, Gu Mian began to introduce herself, "My name is Nicholas Wang Er."

Mr. Green looked at Gu Mian with surprise and doubt, not understanding when he became Nicholas Wang Er, and how similar he was to this Li San, almost like two couple names.

"What are you doing! And who is Wang Er?" Mr. Green couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

Wang Er is the name on 007's identity card, and he belongs to the same series as Li San. Gu Mian's lower-class identity card didn't have a name, so she had to use 007's name to exchange secret codes with Li San.

Upon hearing the name "Nicholas Wang Er," Li San's expression immediately changed. His face hardened with suspicion as he looked Gu Mian up and down, finally tentatively asking, "You're also..."

"Yes, I'm an NPC too." Just think about it with Mr. Green's hat. This isn't a dungeon, so players can't get in. Lower-class people don't have a way to get upper-class identity cards, and upper-class people don't need to use identity cards to disguise themselves as upper-class people. So the person in front of me who is disguised as Li San can only be an NPC. Gu Mian pretended to be an NPC too in order to get closer to the other party.

Li San's face displayed a variety of colorful expressions, and he hesitated for a moment before asking, "Which instance were you in before?"

Gu Mian glanced down at Mr. Green, then looked up at Li San: "Crazy Guess the Words."

Mr. Green heard the name of his long-lost hometown and choked up.

Hanging oneself by the hairpin, hanging oneself by the hairpin, hanging oneself by the hairpin, auntie hanging up the hairpin.