I'm Filming Variety Shows In Apocalypses-Chapter 114: “Don’t Be Fooled”

Melan Cho Lie immediately walked towards Aon and saw the people that Aon mentioned.

Not too far away from their place, a group of "survivors" were facing each other with the zombies growling around them.

But these survivors didn't look at the zombies at all, as if there was an invisible wall between the two sides.

Well, there was indeed an invisible barrier.

Someone among the survivors set up an invisible barrier to guard against the zombies.

When Melan saw the group of people, his face instantly changed.

"This...they're fellow contestants."

These people who dared to stand still in the middle of zombies couldn't be ordinary survivors.

Even Melan and Aon didn't dare to come closer, afraid that the zombies would notice them and swarm towards them instead.

Thinking about this, Melan carefully observed the "survivors", especially his own rivals.

At the same time, Aon was also curiously looking at the few fellow contestants.

He knew these five contestants, mainly because they were seeded players who were either super popular or had a great background in the fashion industry.

The pure designers and stylists had already turned pale from the sight of so many zombies around, but their model partner didn't budge at all.

The other doomsday star contestant was also used to such a sight, or even if they weren't used to it, they would pretend to be used to the sight.

That's how the group of people formed a deadlock, neither side wanting to admit defeat.

Aon didn't know what's going on. He only heard a tall female model, the first-ranked model, speak in a stern voice.

"I'm the one who first came to this place. You guys can choose other places to set up your runway."

The second-ranked model, a handsome western model with bulging muscles immediately refuted,

"This place is so big, why should you occupy all of it? I only want to get a little piece of land to set up my runway."

The third-ranked model, a tall and thin young man who looked like a boneless cat yawned with disinterest.

"Just...share. We four, one place... don't disturb each other."

The fourth-ranked model, a graceful beauty that looked like she didn't fit with the ruins, also spoke with a big sister tone, warm and gentle.

"Meyer, it's not good to want to take one place for yourself. This place is so big, each of us can choose a corner and that's it."

Meyer, the first-ranked female model who had an aggressive beauty furrowed her thick eyebrows and spoke with a harsh tone of voice,

"Who will guarantee that none of us peek at each other's runway preparation or even secretly sabotage it? This is not safe."

Anyway, she was in the right because she was the first one to come to this place.

Although the others arrived a few minutes after her, first come first serve.

She had the right to occupy the whole place.

Meyer's fans also agreed with their idol's point of view. They all shouted with great confidence,

[Let's go, queen! Teach these brats a lesson!]

[Our diva comes first, so why should she let the losers take advantage of her?]

The fans of the other three models disliked Meyer's fans, but deep down, they also wanted their idol to be the only one to occupy the place.

They were also afraid that some people had evil hearts and would plot against their idols in the dark.

That would be dangerous, okay?

Despite the other three models' suggestion to split the territory, each of them had a place they wanted to occupy, and coincidentally, it was the same with others' choices.

The four people with their four partners had no choice but to argue and debate inside the barrier, waiting for a conclusion.

Aon listened for a while and then got bored. He almost fell asleep right next to the wall where he was eavesdropping.

Melan Cho Lie also had a gloomy face dark enough to drip inks.

"No, we have to fight for our rights too. Even if we arrive later than the others, we know this place, so we have the right to snatch it."

Melan was confident that if they fought each other right now, he would win.

After all, he's a transcendent person while the other models except for Meyer were ordinary people.

The one with a barrier ability was a doomsday star partnered with the third-ranked model, the lazy boneless cat one.

Aon also felt that it should be fine to snatch things for their own use because...he is a second-level transcendent!

His pure physical power alone could overwhelm these people.

The two people thought fast and immediately came out of their hiding place, rushing towards the barrier in the middle.

The eight people inside the barrier suddenly noticed the zombies around them becoming more restless, but instead of attacking the barrier, the zombies actually ran towards another place.

The eight people instantly became wary and shone their flashlights onto the place where the zombies ran to.

Then, the first thing that came under the light was a...frying pan and an umbrella.

The frying pan swung wildly, smashing one zombie after another.

Sometimes it became as tough as a hammer, sometimes it became a shield, and sometimes it even became a boomerang.

The umbrella was more gentle, but one stab of the umbrella's tip pierced a zombie's head until the brain leaked out.

The next second, the umbrella opened, and the soft fabric became tough to the point that the zombies' claws couldn't even leave a white mark on it.

The two weapons, one frying pan and one umbrella vigorously fought against the surrounding zombies, hiding the figure of their masters in the dark.

The eight people looked at this scene with awe.

Meyer: "Are they local survivors?"

Most doomsday stars couldn't have such ability except for those who joined extreme wilderness survival shows and survival championships.

These two people must be transcendent beings!

The other three models also thought that the two people must be local survivors.

Only a certain someone who recognized Aon's frying pan changed his face on the spot.

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He's the one with a barrier ability, the one who was rumored to be a candidate to join a junior survival championship.

The person immediately shouted to his companions,

"No, don't be fooled! These two are fellow contestants! I know the guy with the frying pan!"