When Gu Mian came out from the resting place the next day, he saw this scene——
A group of lower-class people with swollen bellies lay on the street, their faces wearing smiles of happiness. Nearby, in the vicinity of these large-bellied lower-class people, there lay piles of clothes stacked into small hills, and only upon getting closer could one see the limbs protruding from beneath those mounds.
If not for the occasional movement from the people lying on the ground, Gu Mian would have thought they were dead.
Not far away was the place where the Upper Class People were held, but because there were too many Upper Class People, ordinary buildings could not hold them all together.
The lower-class people simply gathered them in the open air and drew a big circle along the perimeter of the Upper Class People, not allowing them to leave.
