Gu Mian's 108 Ways to Die

Although 007 currently wore an Upper Class face, this expression still looked somewhat out of place on her.

At this moment, she had already slowly pushed the first ticket into Gu Mian's ballot box. The voting slot seemed to have some kind of automatic scanning device, and she heard the ballot box make a "ding" sound—it made this sound every time a ticket was cast into it.

007 glanced through the palm-sized voting slot at the vote count in Gu Mian's box. She could not tell the exact number, but roughly estimated there should be three or four hundred votes.

Only the top fifty could advance, and the fiftieth place for advancement currently had eight hundred and twenty-three votes, moreover the vote count was still continuously growing.

Although Gu Mian looked like a popular treat in the eyes of the Upper Class, and passersby always involuntarily voted for him, this vote count was far from enough to support his advancement. He simply had to pull off something to attract the attention of the Upper Class.

Thinking this, she slowly pushed another ticket in her hand into the ballot box in front of her again. She delayed time as much as possible to stay here a little longer and think of a way for Gu Mian.

I bet if I go climb a ladder, the moment I climb to a height just enough to drop me to my death, the ladder will coincidentally break and drop me down, or to put it more simply, the hot air balloon overhead will directly explode due to quality issues. In an instant Gu Mian already foresaw two ways to die.

Climbing a ladder was definitely out of the question.

007 said in a low voice, "I also think going to climb a ladder is