"For a better viewing experience, the audience seats are not far from the stage. If I use the No. 108 key above, it can cover the entire audience seating and take you all along without you having to exert effort to run to the stage area to join ," Gu Mian explained to Chu Changge and 007.
"And the Crazy Tower Chief thoughtfully assigned the Nicholas family to the very front of the audience section, so I would only be about a hundred ters from you when on stage," Gu Mian pointed with a small stick at the diagram linking the center stage with the first row of the audience, marking the distance between them.
"One hundred and fifty ters," Chu Changge comnted, looking at the marked distance on the diagram.
The stage alone has a radius of one hundred and thirty ters, with a twenty-ter-wide aisle separating it from the first row of seats.
The transmission range of the No. 108 key is within five hundred ters, fully covering the few front rows, alleviating any concerns about range.
"Speaking of which," 007 proposed a question, "in this world, using the No. 108 key would transport all living beings within a five hundred ter range back to the real world. So, if Chu Changge and I are transported back, wouldn’t those Upper Class People around us..."
Wouldn’t those Upper Class People be transported to the real world as well?
Saying so, she glanced at the diagram linking the center stage to the outermost row of the audience.
Because those nine rows were reserved for the esteed Upper Class People, the seating was configured spaciously, emulating the original audience structure of a stadium, with the rear seats built higher to ensure a good view of the dazzling stage.
"Trial and Crown" is broadcast live, viewable worldwide on television in real ti. The organizers sold very few live tickets, only about four hundred, considering overcrowded audiences aren’t visually appealing when captured on TV.
But none of these were the most crucial elents, as 007 gazed at the center stage line linked to the outer audience row, indicating a distance of two hundred fifty ters.
Thus, if Gu Mian were to use No. 108 key from the stage, all Upper Class People seated in rows would not be spared, being transported together into the real world.
"That’s right, just as you thought," Gu Mian nodded at her, affirming 007’s notion. He had no leisure to alert the Upper Class audience to run before using the key, subsequently taking them to Earth.
Therefore, Gu Mian previously assured Dai Huanhuan that stealing from Upper Class People would never be exposed, as the victims would be swept away and packaged back to Earth.
How does this not count as a fervent otherworldly adventure?
Hundreds of courageous Upper Class People venturing into the earthly world, just thinking about it feels exhilarating.
In Paradise World, Upper Class People held absolute authority, but when placed on Earth, they were rely ordinary people, perhaps even experiencing sothing like Mr. Green being mugged by passersby.
Recalling Mr. Green’s mugging, 007 suddenly thought of Renle Mountain.
Currently, he was uncertain about where he might be, though Mingliang ntioned evidence of habitation in Lianhua Amusent Park’s power distribution room. Following departure, Mingliang must be queried for more details, and a thorough search in the room is needed.
Gu Mian rembered Mr. Green too: "He entered here with us, but I’ve yet to see a shadow of him."
Gu Mian wandered around Ga City these past days, never catching sight of Mr. Green.
Also in NPC Street, Mr. Green was nowhere to be found.
The two prominent NPC congregation zones in Paradise World were Ga City and NPC Street, with Mr. Green absent from these places; he was likely within the lower-class residential area.
And being absent from the ten-people group chat, Gu Mian couldn’t discern his situation.
"Yesterday, I inquired with Crazy Tower Chief regarding Mr. Green, and he claims not to have seen him," 007 shook her head.
Coincidently, yesterday, Gu Mian also searched for Crazy Tower Chief regarding soone encountered in NPC Street, a fortunetelling man.
Crazy Tower Chief’s reply was "I’m overwhelmingly busy with errands, who cares about people on that soon-to-be-bankrupt street!"
This person pointed him into the lockdown zone, encountered slaughter, triggering world rewind, akin to an old task-triggering man in a ga village entrance.
Dai Huanhuan, however, stated she’s never seen this person in NPC Street.
Gu Mian even took out the Doggie Doll from the guitar case for inquiry, but it sobbed, claiming no knowledge of any fortune-teller, pleading tearfully not to be shut back into the case with that terrifying Saw again.
"Was he intentionally leading to the lockdown zone, a thing left by Evil God?"
Gu Mian felt it unlikely, as people left by Evil God wouldn’t sneakily guide him in such a manner.
Eager to explore the person’s identity, though the variety show was starting tomorrow, Gu Mian could not afford any diversion.
"When next ti encountering Evil God, inquire whether he knows the old man’s identity," Gu Mian pondered.
Then Chu Changge’s voice arrived from across the table: "In Paradise’s courier tasks, an address involving Spectator No. 1058’s delivery assignnt remains undone, involving sending half a bucket of leftovers. I checked maps, locating Spectator No. 1058 just outside Spider Leg No. 1 Street’s vicinity."
"I’ve also searched in the library regarding the function of this ’Spectator’, take a look." Opposite, Chu Changge pushed an open book forward.
The cover of the book was a hard paperboard, featuring the golden printed title "Paradise Encyclopedia, Helping You Faster Understand This World."
Apparently published specifically for NPC workers entering this world.
Chu Changge unfolded a particular page detailing "Spectator", complented with a photo.
"It’s a mobile food station for lower-class citizens, consisting of a smart iron box and a tray, equipped with movable wheels under the tray. The Spectator asures two ters long, one ter wide, and waist-high, featuring caras on all sides for real-ti broadcasting of surrounding conditions..."
also examined the Spectator’s introduction: "Upper Class People typically deposit leftovers into the iron box, then operate the Spectator within the lower-class residential areas, signaling food arrival to lower-class citizens, who endeavor fiercely for exclusive access;
"Upon witnessing spectacular conflicts through caras, Upper Class People often laugh heartily, remotely triggering the release of food from the iron box. Of course, should the battle prove unexciting, or if an Upper Class Person’s mood sours, the Spectator won’t dispense food;
"Nurous Spectators abound in Paradise World, nad nurically; previously, almost every lower-class residential area contained a Spectator, though so lower-class citizens, lacking gratitude, would damage the caras during skirmishes or cause unsanitary conditions, making them difficult to clean;
"Upper Class People gradually pulled Spectators out in batches, leaving clean, orderly Spider Street as the only area still featuring Spectators."
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