It didn’t take long for Gu Mian to find his own house No. 98.
A crooked sign was stuck in front of a slightly raised mound, with the number "98" written on it.
Upon closer inspection, one could see that a low hole served as a door in this mound, with a few air vents on the side that were hard to notice unless looked at closely.
This was a house.
Looking through the completely doorless entrance inside, the base of the mound had been dug out to create so space, allowing a person to at least stand inside.
However, the ground inside and the threshold were not at the sa level; to go in, one had to jump in, and to exit, one had to climb out.
Gu Mian jumped in and spun around twice; this mini earthen house contained only an earthen bed and a yellowing rectangular carpet.
Although small, at least he didn’t have to "co-rent" with others.
There were quite a few lower-class people in Mantis Tail Street, and slightly larger houses usually housed three to five lower-class people together.
He circled a few tis in the small earthen house and then climbed out from the entrance, feeling sowhat breathless inside.
Gu Mian stood at the entrance, taking a couple of breaths of fresh air, then looked up into the sky. From NPC Street, one could see the Inverted City, though it wasn’t the one near here. Instead, it was the one he first saw upon entering this world.
When he was on Mantis Tail Street, he could clearly see the expressions of people in the Inverted City, but not here.
Here, it was a bit far from the Inverted City, and he could only vaguely see the comings and goings.
Gu Mian recalled the happy expressions of the lower-class people upon first seeing that city.
He was reminiscing when a voice defending itself suddenly ca from not far away.
"I’m not a lower-class person! I’m not a lower-class person! I’m an Advanced NPC managing instances, quickly let out of here!"
"Huh? This familiar voice is?" Gu Mian turned his head toward the person making the noise, and indeed, saw a little green guy gesturing angrily at a surveillance cara with a resentful expression.
It turned out to be Mr. Green.
Who would have thought he’d end up here right after entering this world.
His words carried no weight, even deed by the Upper Class as a deliberate act of a lower-class person.
His antics evidently amused an Upper Class person watching the live broadcast, and the spectator device spat out so food.
But Mr. Green didn’t even glance at the food.
A nearby lower-class person seized this "reward", stuffing it in his mouth and rushing away, while Mr. Green didn’t give chase but continued angrily gesturing at the cara.
Few among the Upper Class in Paradise knew the truth about the Low-Dinsional World, so those watching the screen probably had no idea what an NPC or instance was, just thinking the little guy was being comical.
But indeed, it was quite funny...
Gu Mian forcibly resisted the urge to laugh, kindly calling Mr. Green from behind: "Lü’er..."
What Luo’er?
Mr. Green, performing comically in front of the lens, was startled by the call from behind, not imdiately realizing it was addressed to him.
He only found the voice very familiar, reminding him of soone.
Could it be...
Mr. Green abruptly stopped his performance, turning around to look.
But he didn’t see the person he thought of, only a stranger dressed in a white robe with a guitar case on his back standing behind him.
Gu Mian had not only used a lower-class identity card, but he also had the "Eight Characters" Moustache, a Holy Disguise Item, affixed to his eyebrows.
The effect of the "Eight Characters" Moustache was so good that even though Gu Mian was wearing his signature outfit with his signature guitar case, those looking at him couldn’t associate his current appearance with "Gu Mian" at all.
Mr. Green looked at the stranger before him in confusion: "You are..."
And at this ti, the two’s figures were being live-stread through the cara to the "viewing station".
In the bookstore of Crazy Ga City, Chu Changge and 007 were watching Gu Mian on screen.
After Gu Mian left, Chu Changge and 007 waited for the viewing station’s live broadcast to start at ten o’clock. Once the broadcast began, it didn’t take long for them to see Gu Mian on one of the spider’s leg streets’ spectator device broadcasts.
Since Gu Mian’s position kept changing, they had to keep switching between different surveillance cara live feeds until they saw Gu Mian stop on one of them.
But the most eye-catching thing in that fra wasn’t Gu Mian; it was Mr. Green, making various funny moves toward the cara.
"I didn’t expect Mr. Green to be here." 007 was sowhat surprised looking at the screen, then quickly turned to Chu Changge who was also watching the broadcast.
Today was 007’s first ti watching the viewing station’s live broadcast.
Chu Changge, however, was different. According to him, he’d been here watching for several consecutive days, and had been particularly observing the surveillance devices on Spider Leg Street No. 1.
Clearly, Mr. Green had not been proving himself on cara for just one day, so Chu Changge probably saw him on earlier broadcasts.
Yet he hadn’t told Gu Mian.
understood his reasoning. Mr. Green was of no use to them, and if they told Gu Mian that he was trapped in the lower-class area, he might feel obligated to rescue Mr. Green before saving Lu Yi, and would probably have to drag along the useless Mr. Green afterward.
This was a burden for Gu Mian.
Chu Changge deed it unnecessary to rescue Mr. Green.
So he simply didn’t ntion Mr. Green.
If Gu Mian didn’t run into him, that’s one less problem. However, Mr. Green was fortunate to be performing right near Gu Mian’s house No. 98 today.
Now that the two had t, what happened next was out of reach for those outside the screen.
Perhaps because 007’s gaze was too obvious, Chu Changge glanced at her, his expression completely normal, without a hint of guilt from being caught doing sothing wrong.
silently turned her head back to the screen in front of her. The top left showed the live feed of Gu Mian and Mr. Green from Surveillance Device No. 1066, while the bottom right displayed the real-ti viewer count for that device.
Thanks to Mr. Green, the viewership of Surveillance Device No. 1066’s live broadcast was notably higher than that of other devices. Who doesn’t love watching Mr. Green comically shout, "I’m not a lower-class person"?
However, the comic act had ended, leaving only Mr. Green’s green back in the viewers’ sight.
Mr. Green had already briskly run up to Gu Mian, cautiously asking: "You... are you..."
He suspected this person might be Gu Mian, so he asked in a deliberately low voice, knowing Gu Mian’s special identity made it inappropriate to directly call out his na on the broadcast feed.
He hopefully looked up at the person before him. If this really was Gu Mian, then he’d have a chance to leave!
Imdiately, Mr. Green saw the person before him lower his head, lips moving: "Yo, isn’t this Xiao Lv? Haven’t seen you in a few days and you’re already a ss?"
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