The male supporting character was actually myself.

The zombie scanned the heads of the group again, and finding no signs of life, it leaped across the moat with ease. With its arms outstretched and its withered hands jabbing with sharp, black fingernails, it broke the chain on one side of the drawbridge. Unable to bear the weight, the other side crashed down with a creaking sound, but the tremors paved the way.

"Boom!" The heavy city gate opened with a bang, and the zombie hopped in and disappeared.

Although the face-to-face encounter didn't last long, the group was clearly frightened and waited for a while to make sure the zombie didn't turn back and that no one from the Qian family came out to check. Only then did Wang He and Liu Yihong help drag the actresses from the river onto the bridge.

"Thank you! Thank you for saving me!" Sun Dieqi finally regained full consciousness after being hit by the icy cold water.

Whether from fright or cold, she knelt on the bridge, trembling, and thanked Qin Xiaoyao profusely.

The jacket Fang Fei lent her was wearing had been torn to shreds by the zombie in a single shot. The once sturdy jacket now looked like two tattered pieces that could barely be pieced together, causing everyone, including the audience, to gasp in horror.

Sun Dieqi regretted it so much!

She was determined to climb the ladder to increase her fame and hopefully become a top-tier actress. To this end, she even went so far as to fawn over that disgusting old man for two months and agree to be his mole to find an opportunity to trick Qin Xiaoyao into killing other actors so that she could be judged by the audience.

I never expected... he actually wanted me dead!

The person who was determined to frame him turned out to be his savior.

While everyone else tacitly allowed her to fend for herself as she went crazy, it was Qin Xiaoyao who silently pulled her back time and time again, never abandoning or giving up on her.

In that critical moment, she was clearly the first to notice the anomaly, but instead of fleeing immediately, she dragged herself into the water to escape the zombies. If it weren't for Qin Xiaoyao's righteous rescue, she probably would have been...

The thought of the criminals being bitten to death by zombies in other supernatural horror stories made Sun Dieqi tremble even more violently. "What do we do? This is a dead end, what do we do? How can we escape?"

Chapter Ten Reveals the Truth

"Even the most brutal show can't be a dead end. If everyone is careful, we'll definitely get through smoothly." Wang He appeared calm and continued to encourage everyone, but in reality, he was panicking inside.

Judging from the fighting power of that zombie, if they are unlucky and cannot find a weapon to counter it, the three criminals will probably be the first to suffer a miserable death, contributing to the increase in viewership ratings.

Qin Xiaoyao, in particular, had been targeted long ago;

Sun Dieqi further corroborated the fact that the production team drugged her;

Before this, only two professional actors survived the most difficult reality show challenge; all the other actors who were criminals died tragically.

In this round, even Sun Dieqi will probably have to give up here.

"It's a mix of ghosts and zombies, this is really tough for us." Liu Yihong shook his wet hair and joked, "Fortunately, the zombies cleared a path for us, and the Qian Mansion is just ahead."

The group looked in the direction he pointed. Across the wide wooden bridge was a small town. The square was filled with red lanterns swaying in the wind, leading to a tightly closed vermilion gate on a tall staircase. Above that were two powerful characters: "Qian Mansion".

“That door…” Fang Fei, realizing something was wrong, asked in a trembling, tearful voice, “Have you found out who opened it?”

She had seen it clearly from the water earlier; the zombie had simply pushed open a crack in the door, jumped in, and disappeared. The group scrambled ashore in a disheveled state and, in their panic, hadn't noticed that the two large wooden gates, as tall as the city walls, had been opened wide, like the gaping maws of a giant beast waiting for them to walk right into its trap.

“Such a heavy door couldn’t possibly be moved by the wind.” Liu Yihong frowned slightly.

In other shows, such a small detail as opening a door would be completely negligible. But from the moment the zombies appeared, anyone who still considers "Gone Bride" a regular reality show is simply brainless.

Even the slightest clue must be investigated to avoid falling into a trap and dying on the spot.

The huge countdown above them reminded them that they couldn't wait until dawn to take action. Besides, it was uncertain whether the eerie show would even see the light of day. They had plenty of time to use wisely and couldn't afford to waste it.

"I'm keeping an eye on it for you. There's a vengeful ghost with an unpleasant appearance behind the left-hand gate. It might give you a close-up kill." Jiang Chen snapped his fingers while playing with his long fingernails, reminding him, "At most, it'll scare a few people so much they'll wet themselves. There won't be any real danger to their lives."

"Go ahead and bring them over, but remember to take your axe; you'll need it later."

After receiving Mr. Devil's suggestion, Qin Xiaoyao breathed a sigh of relief and said in a deep voice, "What is meant to be will be, and there's no way to avoid it. Waiting around isn't a solution either. Let's fight it head-on."

After saying that, she took the lead, carrying an axe, and walked across the wooden bridge; the others followed closely behind.

Under the eerie and terrifying atmosphere, this scene immediately took on a tragic and heroic quality, like the mournful wind howling and the Yi River running cold.

"Holy crap! She's the smallest girl in the team, yet she says the most bold things. Qin Xiaoyao is so cool!"

"From the moment she rushed to save Sun Dieqi, I went from hating her to loving her. She remained calm in the face of danger and didn't give up on even the professional actors who were dragging her down. Based on this alone, I don't believe that Qin Xiaoyao is a cold-blooded, heartless, and despicable criminal."

"That's right! Weren't Wang He and Liu Yihong both selected from District Twelve? They're not bad people! Why should their descendants bear the burden of their ancestors' mistakes?"

"As the saying goes, one should not bring misfortune upon one's wife and children. Those war criminals have already paid the price for their mistakes. Their descendants, who cannot decide their own birth, should not bear such an insulting title as 'criminals'!"

"Wang He and Giegie did nothing wrong, but just because they were born in District 12 they are considered inferior. That's not fair!"

"Damn it! The Federation has really fed some people too much. What gives you the right to forgive war criminals on behalf of the fallen heroes? They are born with original sin, and sinners should be punished for generations to come!"

"That's right, the genetic testing results won't be forgotten so quickly, will they? The descendants of war criminals are 100% criminals. The outstanding qualities you see are just a gimmick created by the production team for ratings..."

…………

Online flame wars never stop. Previously, game centers used artificial intelligence to filter and guide public opinion, blocking some comments that were not conducive to management from being seen by other viewers.

But now the entire game center has completely shut down and is unable to be supervised. In addition, the fluffy dumpling occasionally adds fuel to the fire, so while the ratings soar, the war of words between the parties also gradually escalates.

Qiao Yi looked at the only working large screen and felt a complex mix of emotions.

What's gratifying is that this wave of viewership ratings directly broke through 50% and is still trending upwards. This achievement will definitely secure him the title of best game designer.

But what's unsettling is that the show has completely spiraled out of control. It's highly likely that none of the six performers will survive, resulting in a debut where everyone dies. Furthermore, Qin Xiaoyao and Sun Dieqi, who has read the script, seem to have formed an alliance. If that woman continues to talk nonsense, it could cause even bigger trouble...

"May the angels bless me, and may everything go smoothly!" Qiao Yi clasped her hands together with unusual piety, fearing that the show might get out of control and she would be punished.

Meanwhile, under the watchful eyes of everyone, who were on tenterhooks and dared not even breathe, Qin Xiaoyao led the way, Zeng Hao brought up the rear, and the group of six had already crossed the wooden bridge and stepped into the wide city gate.

"call!"

A sudden gust of cold wind blew by at just the right moment, causing the group to stagger and fall.

Qin Xiaoyao was thin and frail, and was blown back several steps by the whirlwind, almost losing her balance.

"Sigh, this female lead is too weak. How could the script team have arranged for her to be so cruel, cold-blooded, and capable of killing everyone?" The little white cat covered its eyes with its paws and sighed, "With this kind of physical ability, no matter how much she turns evil, she's still a piece of trash."

Jiang Chen flicked his finger, sending out several black threads to stabilize her figure. He said casually, "The script team must be lazy. They could just have her summon a demon, and I could solve all her problems."

The fluffy dumpling rolled its eyes. "The scriptwriting team is the worst. I must sneak into the scriptwriting team when I have the chance to see what kind of trash they are writing scripts, and see how I give them a good beating!"

The red lanterns that should have been festive on both sides of the street were blown about and swayed from side to side, the red candles went out all at once, and the entire square was instantly dimmed.

"Holy crap!" Wang He was just about to shine his flashlight when he suddenly saw a ghostly face peeking out from behind him. He was so startled that he cursed and took two steps back.

The ghostly figure vanished in a flash, followed by Fang Fei's blood-curdling scream;

Before anyone else could react, Qin Xiaoyao, under Jiang Chen's control, had already rushed over with an axe in hand, and with a swift swing of the axe, her ghostly figure vanished without a trace.

At the same time, all the lanterns made a soft "whoosh" sound, and the previously extinguished candles were relit, but the flickering flames all turned into a ghostly green.

"hiss……"

Viewers from all angles simultaneously witnessed a bizarre and shocking scene, causing them to gasp in horror.

"The Chinese-style horror atmosphere is absolutely amazing!"

"Designer Qiao is truly top-notch; he understands exactly what the audience wants to see."

"Honestly, the actors are really brave. If it were me, I probably wouldn't have made it through the first scene."

"I paid to unlock Fang Fei's perspective, and the close-up kill scared me to death. I still haven't recovered."

"Compared to Qin Xiaoyao, she's so damn reliable. If there's a ghost, she'll really chop it up!"

"This girl is amazing. She hasn't let us down or made any noise that drags us down from the beginning. That's what a qualified teammate is..."

…………

The red lanterns emitted a ghostly green light, making the entire square appear even more terrifying and eerie.

"Xiao Yao is amazing." Wang He, his face slightly pale, gave her a thumbs up and praised her, "Your reactions are quick, accurate, and ruthless. You're the girl with the biggest contrast in cuteness that I've ever seen."

Jiang Chen was pleased that the other party had steered the conversation to a suitable atmosphere, and quickly offered a reminder.

Qin Xiaoyao's heart was pounding, but she still followed Mr. Devil's instructions and explained: "Our ancestor of Falling Moon City was Lu Wei, the first brave general who helped the Holy Heavenly King conquer the country three hundred years ago."

He was brave and skilled in battle and made great contributions, but was imprisoned in Luoyue City by the Holy Heavenly King under the pretext of granting him a fief. The Holy Heavenly King also devised a treacherous scheme to make him swear an oath to his descendants never to step out of Luoyue City.

General Lu Wei only learned on his deathbed that he had been falsely accused of being a war criminal by the Holy Heavenly King, who had followed him faithfully. In a fit of rage, he offered himself as a sacrifice so that the descendants of the soldiers who had been deceived by him would not suffer the pain of enslavement.

Therefore, the residents of Falling Moon City, naturally agile and skilled in combat, are humiliated and slaughtered by the garrison soldiers armed with guns and cannons. Despite being descendants of loyal generals and heroes who swore to protect the Holy Heavenly King to the death, they are branded as criminals, forced to mine and do hard labor, never having the chance to step outside Falling Moon City in their entire lives.

Unexpectedly, she would present a completely different version of history that everyone has learned since childhood in front of the entire audience at the show. The other five actors, all the audience members, and all the staff of the game center, including Qiao Yi, were all stunned.

"Bang!" The leader slammed his fist on the table, his white eyebrows trembling slightly.

The alteration of history over three hundred years is the root of the enslavement of District Twelve, and also the fig leaf for the thirty-nine countries to leech off District Twelve. A sinner from Falling Moon City actually wants to uncover the true history.

He wasn't worried about the impact of what the little girl said; after all, none of the thirty-nine countries were stupid enough to give up the benefits they had already gained.

Even if it's just for a share of the profits, they will spare no effort to make the real thing look fake.

What the leader really cares about is—more than three hundred years have passed, how could Qin Xiaoyao, a criminal who has been brainwashed every day, clearly know the truth of what happened back then?

"Really? It's a miracle that Qin Xiaoyao's remarks weren't censored."

"Even a fool would know it's impossible. A war criminal is a war criminal. No matter how much you try to whitewash him, he can never become a hero!"

“That’s right. The history we learn is the result of so many experts studying archaeology and so many historical and cultural materials passed down from generation to generation. How could it be as she said?”

"I had a pretty good impression of her at first, but I never expected her to be a criminal who attempted to distort history and invade culture!"

"Their true colors have been exposed so quickly, they're really shameless..."

…………

Jiang Chen glanced at the rapidly rising comments online and knew that deeply ingrained ideas that had been promoted for over three hundred years couldn't be changed by Qin Xiaoyao's few words. Therefore, he reminded them, "Tell them that the winner takes all and the loser is condemned, and that history is written by the victors..."

"You find it hard to believe, don't you?" Qin Xiaoyao repeated the words exactly: "After all, the Holy Heavenly King would not allow his despicable and shameless deeds to be recorded in history books."

However, you don't need to rush to deny it.

Wang He and Liu Yihong, do you know that the so-called criminals in Districts 1, 2 and 3 are actually descendants of the three younger brothers of the Holy Heavenly King who were imprisoned?

Born into royalty, he wholeheartedly supported his elder brother's ascension to the throne and fought for him on all fronts. In the end, he didn't even receive the treatment of a prince and was directly imprisoned as a 'war criminal,' causing his descendants to bear the stigma of being inferior from birth.

Our rebel army in Falling Moon City has been relentlessly fighting for equal rights because—the history from three hundred years ago was unearthed in General Lu Wei's tomb.

The stone tablet bears witness, each inscription written in blood, not only revealing the truth of what happened back then, but also directly explaining the biggest secret behind the Holy Heavenly King's successful ascension to the throne..."

She deliberately kept everyone in suspense.

Amidst the eerie and chilling winds, not only were Wang He and his companions captivated, but the online viewers were also on the edge of their seats, holding their breath for fear of missing any earth-shattering gossip.

"The Holy Heavenly King summoned the legendary demon, and sold his soul to the demon in exchange for a high position and the throne." Following the Demon Master's instructions, Qin Xiaoyao did not dare to change a single word, and said in a deep voice, "If you don't believe me, go and see the Holy Heavenly King's sculptures, portraits, and all the images that remain in the world."

Whether ancient or modern, even newly printed ones all bear the most obvious mark—those who sold their souls to the devil are branded, and the image of the Holy King has completely black eyes with no whites.

Under the green flames of the paranormal show, another ghost story, both real and unreal, was told. Even Wang He, the most experienced and daring of them all, couldn't help but shudder.