Free Web NovelChapter 843: Chapter 807: Teacher Slaughter’s Night of Beautiful Dreams
But this was far from over.
The lower-class people not only hit him but also reached out and groped around on his body.
"Upper Class People should all carry two tickets,"—Teacher Slaughter heard the lower-class person with particularly hard fists say.
Then he felt the other’s hand rummaging through his pockets, and finally, he took away something.
Utter humiliation! Utter humiliation!
Teacher Slaughter flipped his eyes, nearly passing out from anger.
He struggled to make a sound, only to hear the person above say, "So noisy."
Then he felt another two heavy blows on his head.
Teacher Slaughter peacefully fell asleep.
But before he fell asleep, he suddenly felt that he seemed to have heard this person’s voice somewhere before.
Unreasonably, he found this familiar voice terrifying.
Even while fainted, this terrifying voice continued to echo in his mind.
Teacher Slaughter had a nightmare, where he became the host of the second and third phases of the variety show as he wished, standing on the splendid stage, hosting the show with fiery passion.
Strangely, he realized that his microphone didn’t produce any sound.
Confused, he looked at the microphone in his hand and witnessed a horrifying scene.
A mouth had somehow grown on the microphone, and it was opening and closing, saying something—
"So noisy" "So noisy"
Teacher Slaughter, terrified, flung the microphone, turning to see that the audience below the stage were staring straight at him, their mouths also opening and closing, making the same sound as the microphone.
"So noisy" "So noisy"
Teacher Slaughter was scared out of his wits, wanting to ask for help but not knowing who to ask.
What on earth was happening! He frantically wanted to ask what was happening, but opening his mouth, he realized he, too, was making the same sound as the microphone and the audience.
"So noisy!" "So noisy!" "So noisy!"
Teacher Slaughter woke up with a start.
His head ached unbearably.
But now he couldn’t care less about his head, and the first thing he did upon opening his eyes was to try making a sound, hearing his own voice put him at ease.
Then he looked around and found himself in a single patient room in a hospital.
A television display was hanging directly opposite the bed, showing "Pleasure Heavenly City Variety Show Accident," accompanied by a video of a large pink mist.
That’s right!
Teacher Slaughter finally remembered what he was doing before losing consciousness.
"I should be hosting the show in Pleasure Heavenly City!" He jumped up from the bed, and the bed creaked under his feet, as if protesting Teacher Slaughter’s uncivilized behavior.
"I should be hosting the show in Pleasure Heavenly City. My performance was the best among all hosts before the accident occurred..." freēwebnovel.com
At that thought, he jumped off the bed and ran towards the door of the hospital room.
"Were 1118 and 1117 caught? Did they return the tickets to the other contestants? Am I still in first place? Damn, what time is it now!"
"Four fifty-three in the afternoon, sir." A calm voice responded to his roar from beside him.
Teacher Slaughter turned to look, seeing a man in a suit sitting on a bench in the corridor, his collar adorned with a black bow tie with white polka dots, watching him.
Teacher Slaughter found the man somewhat familiar, recalling that he seemed to have seen him at the central square of Pleasure Heavenly City, he was an audience member.
"There was an accident in the show you were hosting, a pink mist came out of nowhere, blocking the audience’s view, and the show in Pleasure Heavenly City had to be stopped early."
Teacher Slaughter held his breath: "What about the shows in the other residential areas? Were they stopped too?"
"Of course not, only the show you were hosting had an accident."
"This isn’t fair!" Teacher Slaughter raised his voice, "Stopping my show early means my contestants have fewer opportunities to receive votes than those in other areas! The rankings must be out, how many do I have in the top fifty?"
The man with the black dotted bow tie didn’t answer Teacher Slaughter’s question but simply looked up in a certain direction.
Teacher Slaughter followed his gaze.
There was an open nurse station on each floor in the inpatient area, with a television screen hanging inside the nurse station, currently playing the emergency situation of Trial and Crown’s first phase.
Teacher Slaughter quickly jogged to the nurse station, holding onto the counter and staring wide-eyed at the list, searching for those advancing from the 1000 to 1200 range.
"Number 1118 first place, 1166 fifteenth, 1161 nineteenth, 1095, 1003, 1080, 1117, 1124... eight people in the top fifty! Eight people from my area advanced!" Teacher Slaughter was giddy with excitement.
He went on to carefully study the range of the top fifty from other areas, realizing his performance was the best.
"Eight, eight advanced, I’m number one! Now I can host the variety show’s second and third stages." Ever since the Forbidden Zone was destroyed by Gu Mian and the Slaughter Game went off air, Teacher Slaughter’s career had plummeted. This time he wanted to seize the opportunity to reappear before the public.
"It’s not certain yet." At this moment, the man with the black dotted bow tie suddenly spoke up.
Teacher Slaughter turned to look at him, only to see the man pointing to his forehead: "Your head was injured, after Pleasure Heavenly City’s pink mist cleared away, I found you beside a streetlamp. You collided with the streetlamp and fainted, the wound hasn’t completely healed yet, if your body can’t withstand it, the variety show’s hosts will assign someone else to take on this difficult task for you."
What?
Teacher Slaughter touched his forehead, feeling a layer of bandage, which he abruptly tore off: "I’m perfectly fine, no one should dare steal my position... no, I didn’t collide with a streetlamp, a lower-class person held me hostage and knocked me out... I must report this to the hosts, and search for suspects among Pleasure Heavenly City’s contestants one by one!"
Teacher Slaughter muttered to himself and sprinted towards the stairs.
Chu Changge watched his figure disappear completely before withdrawing his gaze.
"Did he see who the assailant was?" 007 walked out of an empty patient room, looking towards the direction where Teacher Slaughter disappeared.
After Gu Mian put Teacher Slaughter to sleep, she handed over the mess to the two of them to clean up.
The two then created the illusion of Teacher Slaughter colliding with the streetlamp and passing out, taking him to the hospital.
Chu Changge shook his head.
If Teacher Slaughter had discovered the assault at the scene, maybe they could have caught the assailant. freewёbnoνel.com
But because they interfered, the Upper Class People believed Teacher Slaughter collided with a streetlamp in panic, and now the contestants who didn’t advance have already been sent back to the residential area, finding someone among them is like looking for a needle in a haystack.
The central square of Pleasure Heavenly City had also been cleared during the few hours Teacher Slaughter was unconscious, leaving no clues behind.
Teacher Slaughter could only suffer in silence, unable to voice his grievance.
