The male supporting character was actually myself.

Wang He held the oil lamp closer to the flame, and after a moment his face turned pale. He suddenly took two steps back and exclaimed, "This...this is not a statue!"

The finger exposed after the outer wax layer melted was slightly bent, and the skin was somewhat shriveled, but it had a texture unique to humans that was unmistakable—it was a real person's finger, or rather, a corpse!

The three actresses were slow to realize the truth, and when they finally understood, they all turned pale and trembled.

Fang Fei covered her mouth tightly to keep from screaming;

Qin Xiaoyao subconsciously looked into Mr. Devil's gentle and calm eyes, and suddenly felt a sense of security, which made her grip the dagger tightly and calm down.

Sun Dieqi covered her mouth, feeling like she was about to gag. The thought that the "statues" on both sides of the ancestral hall were all corpses wrapped in wax made her feel nauseous and her stomach was cramping.

"Bang!" Just as the four people were uncovering the truth about the wax figure, the wooden door of the ancestral hall was kicked open. Master Qian, with a gloomy face, entered the room carrying a gleaming broadsword and said coldly, "You little thief, how dare you disobey the rules and break into the ancestral hall at night! You're asking for death!"

Without saying a word, he swung his broadsword and slashed directly at the young and strong Wang He.

After all, it's a reality show. While it needs to realistically create the atmosphere of the program, it also needs to give the actors a little leeway so that the plot can proceed smoothly.

Even if the show's plot requires someone to die, it must be due to circumstances leading to infighting or death caused by harsh conditions. It is absolutely unacceptable for extras to actually kill reality show actors.

Therefore, this skilled martial arts actor, despite his impressive stance, didn't actually use much strength. His charge at the tallest and strongest Wang He was simply to demonstrate that it was reasonable for the opponent to be able to withstand his attack.

"Watch out!" With his rich experience and quick thinking, Wang He instinctively pushed the actress aside and threw the oil lamp at her while she dodged so he could fight back.

A burning oil lamp flew towards him, and Master Qian slashed it with his knife, knocking it to the ground.

The black lamp fell to the ground and rolled a few times, the spilled hot oil and burning wick actually made the flames burn even brighter. The AI ​​camera captured the best shot, with the leaping flames as the main subject and the background blurred, as Master Qian leaped up and attacked again; Wang He turned around and dodged, smashing the offering table to pieces.

"It's your turn." Jiang Chen flicked his finger, and Qin Xiaoyao, who was standing to the side in a daze, "flew" up.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye.

From the initial shock of the four people to Master Qian kicking down the door and launching an attack; then to Wang He smashing the oil lamp and dodging; and Qin Xiaoyao taking the initiative to intercept, the entire process took only a few seconds.

"clang!"

The dagger and the longsword clashed, the long and short weapons, gleaming coldly in the candlelight, locked together.

The stern and ruthless profile of Master Qian was reflected in the cold glint of the long knife; Qin Xiaoyao's face, though not beautiful, was illuminated by the light reflected from the dagger. The moment the old man and the young girl locked eyes, the first-person audience was completely ignited.

"Qin Xiaoyao is so cool!"

"I instantly grasped the unique beauty of combat-oriented girls during close combat."

"Indeed, Qin Xiaoyao is perfect for this kind of fashion show, she looks so cool!"

"This is a must-see scene for the year's best review, right?"

"This girl isn't particularly good-looking, but I didn't expect her to be so charming..."

…………

The white-haired leader hung up the phone. Upon learning that the cause of the show's loss of control was still unknown and it was impossible to bring it under control in a short time, a faint weariness appeared in his eyes. He said in a deep voice, "The usual rule: after this reality show ends and things calm down for a few days, let her die suddenly from an illness."

It's normal for criminals to have never experienced a luxurious life and to indulge in extravagance and debauchery.

Too much fine wine becomes poison; to die eternally in greed is perhaps the best way to end it all.

"Yes." The assistant acknowledged the order and left, closing the office door behind him.

The head of state leaned back in his large, comfortable chair, slowly pinching his brow with his fingers as he considered his options.

It's impossible to take down Luoyue City using Qin Xiaoyao. Why not use her fame in one battle as a cover to select another actor from Luoyue City?

Before that, we must find the traitor lurking in the game center; the show must not be allowed to spiral out of control a second time!

"Who is it?" He opened his bewildered eyes, feeling a sense of powerlessness for the first time in his life.

I've filtered through the people around me many times, but I haven't found a single clue.

Could it really be Deqiang?

His gaze fell on the portrait of the Holy Heavenly King hanging on the wall, his gloomy eyes pitch black as if not even light could penetrate them.

The leader slowly twirled his fingers, suddenly recalling many, many years ago, like a dream. In his memory, when he was very, very young, he would always see an angel with a gentle smile, shrouded in holy light.

She has a pair of large, beautiful, and extremely soft wings; and a pair of innocent eyes filled with kindness.

An angel always stays by my bedside, chasing away the darkness so I can drift off to sleep. I vaguely remember her saying she could grant my wishes…

But when exactly did that beautiful and gentle angel disappear?

The leader couldn't remember anymore; the days he saw the angels were so short that he always wondered whether it had actually happened or was just a beautiful dream.

"Guardian angel?" He chuckled self-deprecatingly, realizing he must have been influenced by the silly kid's comments at the fashion show, actually thinking about such an unrealistic thing.

Instead of wasting this time, why not think about how to take advantage of the situation and conquer Falling Moon City?

The fight on the runway started and ended quickly. After Qin Xiaoyao blocked the opponent's long knife, she directly laid her cards on the table as instructed by Mr. Devil: "Mr. Qian, your mansion is hiding a ferocious zombie."

Our group of six, disguised as refugees and servants, came to investigate in order to eliminate the zombies and prevent them from harming the Qian family. We urge Master Qian to discern right from wrong and prioritize the greater good.

"Wh-what zombies?" The other party clearly didn't expect the prepared lines to be useless, but he was experienced and immediately caught up with the scene, taking the initiative to hand over the topic to the lead actors.

The script that Master Qian received required him to keep a close watch on the ancestral hall, except for appearing at the wedding. He was to wait for the main actors to discover the secret of the ancestral hall and rush in to "silence them." However, there were too many servants to "alarm" them, so he could not kill them in public and could only tie them all up and throw them into the woodshed...

But unexpectedly, the plot suddenly went off track.

Without any prompts from the production team regarding the implantation in the earpiece, figuring out how to proceed with the role is a huge challenge.

As the actor playing Master Qian, he didn't know what secrets the ancestral hall held; he simply appeared at the designated time and place as required by the production team.

Logically, once the fight started, the other extras should have been in place and rushed over to see what had happened that led to the failed attempt to silence them. But clearly, something went wrong; apart from himself, no one else showed up.

Therefore, after asking that question, he began to frantically think about how to continue the story so that it wouldn't feel abrupt.

Seeing that the other party had stopped, Wang He hurriedly stepped forward and told them everything about the zombie.

Meanwhile, at the other end of the Qian residence, a major upheaval was unfolding ahead of schedule.

"What happened? Who are those people outside?" Zeng Hao was sent to search for Liu Yihong's whereabouts, but he didn't expect that the originally dimly lit courtyard would suddenly be filled with flames and people. Those fierce bandits riding tall horses were all carrying knives and grabbing people in sight, causing chaos.

Fortunately, he was pulled to a corner and escaped a disaster. When he turned around and saw that it was Liu Yihong who had pulled him, he was slightly relieved and asked in a low voice, "What were you called over for?"

"Shh!" Liu Yihong gestured for him to be quiet, and said in a low voice, "The guard of the Qian family is an undercover bandit. They came to rob the Qian family's property. Let's hide and take advantage of the chaos to meet up with the others."

Zeng Hao was completely bewildered. What was going on with this show? Had bandits gotten involved again?

"Damn it, why can't we even restore communication?" Qiao Yi, the designer at the game center, was almost going crazy. To prevent the actors from leaking the plot, he only gave each of them the most basic script.

If there are any other needs, staff will be on hand to communicate with the extras and advise them to adapt to the situation.

But now that the emergency procedures have been activated and the backup plan has been released, there hasn't been time to remind the unsuspecting extras. In addition, some people who want to steal the spotlight are being clever, but no one is stopping them. The show has completely spiraled out of control!

Qiao Yi's legs went weak and he trembled whenever he thought about how almost all the extras, including bandits and servants, were gathered in the Qian Mansion where zombies were hiding, but no one had received any inside information from the staff about how to kill the zombies. When the fighting started, blood would flow like rivers and corpses would be everywhere.

The reality show's first episode saw everyone die – if that happened to me, I'd never be able to design a show again…

Chapter Fifteen: Entering the Treasury

In the mind of the great designer Qiao, the death of dozens of extras plus six actors was not a big deal.

Of course, so many lives are not as important as his own future. How to maintain his position as chief designer after everyone has died and continue to be active in the media and design fashion shows is the most important thing he needs to consider.

Before the final results were announced, Qiao Yi, sensing that things were going badly, gave up trying to salvage the reality show and instead contacted various people to try and protect her position.

The fashion show was now in complete chaos.

"Someone come here!" After hearing the actors talk about the general's tomb and zombies, Master Qian was stunned for two seconds before shouting, "Someone come here quickly!"

The script he received only had three scenes: the first was attending a wedding; the second was capturing the "refugees" who broke into the ancestral hall; and the third was fighting against bandits.

The entire story did not involve any supernatural elements such as female ghosts or zombies. Mr. Qian felt that the safest way was to follow the original script and have the servants tie them up in the woodshed, which would be in line with the character settings.

After all, the head of the Qian family was a man of considerable age who had seen many storms. How could he be fooled by a few young kids telling a few endless ghost stories and believe them directly?

The correct decision that Master Qian should have made was to tie him up, lock him in the woodshed, and then send people to search the place.

The hidden microphone that was implanted was never pointed out by the production crew. Based on past experience, I don't need to make any changes. Although the zombies they talked about were too far-fetched, I can't reveal the secrets of the Qian family until the finale of the story.

However, after shouting twice, the courtyard remained empty, and not a single servant who should have been in place long ago could be seen.

"Where are they? Where have they all gone?" Master Qian took a half step back, holding a knife, and glanced into the courtyard, his heart pounding wildly.

What is the production team up with?

Such an obvious mistake and you didn't say a word? At the very least, you should have told yourself how to continue the performance.

It wouldn't be difficult for any other actor to forcibly tie up four others and throw them into the woodshed, but among these four main actors is a particularly strong young girl. Judging from their appearance, they probably haven't received any warning from the production team to back down and give in. We can't really kill them, so what should we do?

"Something might have happened." Wang He realized that the other party was losing their composure, so he stepped forward and explained, "Master Qian, what we just said was absolutely true. If we really had designs on the Qian family, Xiao Yao would not have given up when she clearly had the upper hand in your battle."

Qin Xiaoyao chimed in coldly, "That's right, there's only Master Qian here. Even if we kill you, no one will know!"

The sculptures enshrined in the Qian family ancestral hall are actually made of real people wrapped in wax. The zombies that emerged from the tomb headed straight for the Qian family mansion, their target likely these wax corpses. If Master Qian continues to hide it like this, the entire household will suffer.

As she spoke, she threw the ledger in her hand over and pressed, "This is the ledger we found in the bridal chamber with the young master. What kind of business is the Qian family involved in?"

A cold wind howled, making the trees in the yard sound like they were wailing.

The flickering flames in the ancestral hall were blown about by the wind, making the two rows of wax corpses look like they were laughing in a cold and eerie way.

"This..." Before it was time to reveal the truth, Master Qian was sweating profusely. Before he could even finish his sentence, he suddenly heard urgent shouts from outside, "The bandits are attacking!"

With their excellent adaptability, Liu Yihong and Zeng Hao bypassed the bandits and ran wildly along a side road towards the ancestral hall.

"Quick, hide!" They ran out of breath, pointing outside and explaining, "The bandits came in through the west gate, and the guards in the mansion are spies... Quick, find a safe place to hide first!"

Why are the bandits rushing in now?

Mr. Qian opened his mouth, holding the knife, and finally realized that the show was very likely out of the control of the production team; or perhaps the production team did it on purpose, wanting the actors to improvise within a certain range in order to achieve a more realistic program effect.

Regardless of the type, from now on it all depends on individual adaptability.

“My son is still in the front yard, I have to go find him…”

"Young Master has been captured!" Liu Yihong gasped for breath, clutching his chest with his right hand. "Everyone in the manor has been taken control of by bandits. Let's find a safe place to hide first, and then we can discuss this further!"

The guards knew about the secret passage in the young master's new room and even released a poisonous snake through the ventilation hole, intending to kill the bride. I originally wanted to find a chance to rescue Sister Sun, but the guards discovered me and a fight broke out.

He pulled up his sleeve to show the injury on his arm, panting as he said, "I don't know what triggered that guy, but he sent a signal to summon bandits. They know the secret passages all lead to the ancestral hall, so they'll definitely consider this place an important target!"

The little white cat, who was eating sunflower seeds and watching the show, looked completely bewildered. It turned to its host and asked, "Host, did you arrange this, meow?"

"Of course." Jiang Chen looked at the still-updating script and said with some dissatisfaction, "I think they're too slow. It's been almost a week since we entered the mission world, and they're still in the show, acting out some silly scenes to fool a bunch of stupid audience members outside. How are we supposed to get out and do serious business if we don't help them speed things up?"

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