Chapter 614: A Direct Method to Prevent Long Slope
Speaking of preventing promising young people from becoming villains, there seems to be another more direct way.
Gu Mian suddenly took back her hand and touched the guitar bag behind her back.
Feeling that the touch on his head disappeared, 007 looked up strangely and saw the person in front of him thoughtfully touching the guitar bag behind him.
"What's wrong?" 007 asked.
Gu Mian thought seriously for a while, as if he was making a dilemma. After a few seconds, he answered like a choice: "It's okay."
He took his hand back.
007 felt that Gu Mian was not normal, but now was not the time to consider whether the doctor had a mental illness. She glanced at the low-class people behind Gu Mian and lowered her voice: "You are not from the fifth wave.
Are you human? Why are you here now?"
Also jumping in line.
"There's no one watching, who cares which wave I should take the stage in." Gu Mian said as he looked at the low-class people who were playing. At this time, three people in the first wave had died, and the remaining two were dead.
From time to time they looked at each other, and it was clear that they desperately wanted each other to die.
There are three low-class people in front of 007, and Snake Head Mask is among them. Gu Mian jumps in and gets behind 007, and they will play together in the next wave.
He thought for a moment and took 007 behind him: "Come behind me."
007 moved to stand behind Gu Mian: "Have you met the high-level NPC in this instance? When we were on stage, I saw you guys standing by the window chatting happily."
Looking up from the stage, you can see the room where Louis is, but the lowly people on the stage were very nervous and had no time to look around, so they didn't notice anyone upstairs.
"Well," Gu Mian replied, "We did have a great chat. He even gave me a big treasure and will show you a big fireworks later."
Hearing this, 007 raised his head and glanced at the sky.
The fireworks that were set off not long ago had just gone out, and she felt that the big fireworks Gu Mian was talking about were definitely not this kind.
"He also told me..." Gu Mian stopped at this point and looked at 007 up and down.
007 was looked at inexplicably, and Gu Mian stopped looking and continued: "He also told me that you are a good person."
Good people must be cultivated from an early age.
Gu Mian decided to cultivate good people from now on.
007: "..."
Just when she was speechless, a burst of cheers came from the audience.
It turned out that the final outcome had already been felt before - a low-level man stopped on the grid marked with strong corrosive liquid, and green liquid fell from the sky and poured blood on him.
The screams were endless.
He will not die immediately, but will suffer for a long time before he dies.
The survivor of the first round was standing in a safety cell not far away. A few drops of solution splashed onto his hand. At this time, he was covering his hand with an expression of both pain and happiness.
"Okay, the first round is over, and standing on the stage is the winner of our first round!" The host clapped his hands and walked towards the survivors amidst cheers, "Then the winner of the first round can go down, now let's
Let’s take a look at the five performers from the second round…”
As he spoke, he cast his gaze over.
007 took a few steps back slightly, her scalp numbed by the host's gaze.
The same was true for several other lower-class people. They all flinched a few times. The corpse on the stage had not been removed yet, which caused a strong visual impact to them.
Only Gu Mian was seriously considering how to save the lost girl and ignored the host's gaze.
The host who found the prick on his head burst into laughter: "One of the performers in the second round looks very confident."
At this time, Gu Mian realized that the host was praising his steely consciousness, and he puffed up his chest proudly.
The host took a breath and looked back: "Then please invite a few performers to stand at the starting point."
Gu Mian followed the footsteps of the people in front and came to stand in front of the starting grid of Monopoly. Five people stood in a row. The host walked past them holding the camera obscura. When passing by, Gu Mian glanced at him with a strange smile.
He came to the far right and stopped in front of the low-class person, and then handed the camera obscura to the low-class person: "Then let's invite the first performer of the second round to draw. I don't know this performer."
What’s your luck?”
While the host was speaking, the lowly man had already reached into the secret box and pulled out a piece of paper.
Gu Mian couldn't see the number on the note. He only noticed that after pulling out the note, the low-class man's body stiffened.
There is a high probability that the death square will be drawn.
The host glanced at the note and showed a half-smiling expression: "Then, let's get started."
Then the first performer moved stiffly. It was obvious that he was very scared, but he had to move forward according to the numbers on the note.
Sure enough, he stopped in front of the sixth square and had to move to the seventh square.
The moment he reached the seventh square, a sharp iron rod stabbed out from below, instantly turning the man into a squid.
The number he drew was 7.
The audience shouted excitedly again.
To be honest, Gu Mian felt that if she drew such an unlucky number, she would definitely kick the host and fall out on the spot.
But these low-class people didn't even think about escaping. They didn't dare to stop even though they knew it was a dead end.
Of course, Gu Mian wouldn't jump on the grid either.
He knew that he was out of luck. Even if he drew a safe number, there was a high probability that he would be in danger when passing by the death grid.
When he passes by, the iron rods under the ground may suddenly want to have a close contact with him, and the corrosive liquid above his head may think that his clothes are not clean and need to be rinsed...
In short, he will not go to the grid to commit suicide.
At most, I'll draw a prize.
The second person was the snakehead mask. At this time, he had also drawn a number. He was lucky and drew 12, and finally stopped on a safe grid.
The third person was not so lucky. He made a sudden move and drew a 1. As soon as he took a step, his head was covered by a sledgehammer, and he was flattened to the ground by the sledgehammer that fell from the ceiling.
A few drops of blood even splashed on Gu Mian's clothes.
"Oh," the host walked towards Gu Mian amidst the cheers of the audience, "This round is really fast. Two people died immediately at the beginning. It seems that this round should end quickly."
007 was still thinking about Gu Mian's words of "showing you a big firework". She felt that not only would this round end quickly, but this carnival would also end quickly.
The host held up the camera obscura and stood in front of Gu Mian, speaking with some malice: "It's your turn."
Gu Mian was preparing for his performance when he was suddenly brought back to reality by the host's voice. He looked at the host standing in front of him and felt unhappy.
It's blocking my lens!
Gu Mian reached out and pulled the host standing in front of her aside a few times. After seeing the audience seat blocked by the host, she nodded with satisfaction.
The host who was pulled aside was unexpected. He opened his mouth slightly, as if he couldn't believe what just happened.
But before he could get angry, Gu Mian raised her hand and touched into the box.
I saw him putting his hand into the box and groping inside for a while. The host suppressed his anger and asked: "Is this performer delaying time?"
The audience immediately burst into mocking laughter.
At this time, Gu Mian suddenly raised her other hand and shouted to the audience: "Everyone, please be quiet!"
007 next to him twitched the corner of his mouth. Is this wave mainly against customers?
She looked at Gu Mian's confident figure and felt that she should be able to see the big fireworks soon.
Sure enough, Gu Mian's next sentence was: "I will perform a magic trick for everyone."
