Ugly Mr. Gu and His Arch-Enemy, the Green-Haired Dog

The man ignored Gu Mian's dissatisfaction and moved the screen a little closer to him. "Look, don't think about anything else for now. Just watch this cartoon carefully."

Hearing that, Gu Mian looked at the screen in confusion.

The man was so eager for him to watch a cartoon. Could there be some secret in it that couldn't be spoken aloud?

With that question in mind, Gu Mian carefully watched the cartoon figures on the screen.

The cartoon was obviously made locally in this world. Each little figure was so white they looked like they'd rolled around in flour. Coat them in breadcrumbs and they'd be ready to toss straight into a frying pan.

The plot was pretty brainless, too.

Gu Mian glanced at the description and saw that it was about an Upper Class middle-class cartoon character who, through hard work and clever trading in lower-class slaves, became the richest man in Paradise. In this world, the lowest rank among the Upper Class was middle class. Below them were the lower class, who were worth less than dogs.

Just as he was wondering what kind of secret could be hidden in such a stupid cartoon, the man's voice sounded beside him. "Actually, the Evil God Statue didn't come out with you. Its function was transferred."

Gu Mian froze.

Transferred?

An unrealistic idea came to mind. "Don't tell me it was transferred to me?"

At the thought, he started imagining fireballs raining down from the sky and killing all the Upper Class.

But that could easily hurt his own people.

Gu Mian hurriedly turned his attention back to the cartoon on the screen. "Mm, that little figure is really white."

Now he understood why the man had put on a cartoon for him.

"Slaughter called me and told me about