The male supporting character was actually myself.

The entire studio was quiet.

The scene had long since shifted to the dimly lit exterior of the prison.

Two uniformed staff members pushed a food cart and whispered to each other, "As long as we can make sure she's paranoid and always thinks someone is trying to harm her once she's inside the show..."

"If you're scared, just take a smaller dose. Anyway, there will be drugs in the food and water once you're inside the show, so if anything goes wrong, they'll take the blame..."

"Don't even mention it, Qin Xiaoyao almost messed up her second reality show. Luckily, the professional actor who had the script was capable enough to kill the coach and frame her..."

"She's such a worry, she'll have to eat her last meal before she gets punished for killing someone at the paranormal show. Who told her to be born a sinner? Sinners are born to be manipulated. Look at the big star Wang He, he has to stay in this kind of prison and hide obediently."

"I heard from the bottom of the road that Wang He is going to die this time! The higher-ups think he's too influential, so they're killing him off and grooming someone easier to control..."

Wang He, sitting on the stage in a formal suit, suddenly turned serious and glanced at Qin Xiaoyao, who was closest to him.

"Something's not right," he whispered in lip reading, pointing to the security personnel with guns slung across both sides of the studio.

Qin Xiaoyao's gaze remained fixed on the big screen.

Even after her rebirth, she was unaware that everything was a conspiracy—the leader's means of controlling and invading the people by using a reality show to manipulate public sentiment.

When she heard the two staff members on the big screen who were responsible for delivering food say that Wang He was an actor whose death was already scheduled, she belatedly realized that no wonder the agent had repeatedly told her to make sure that she threw all the blame on Wang He.

He failed to kill anyone to cover it up at the paranormal show, but the press conference made him take the blame and delivered the final blow!

"The people are innocent; it is the high and mighty head of state who has been manipulating the public with entertainment!" After the short two-minute video finished playing, Qiao Yi jumped up from below the stage with a microphone and gestured, "Now, let's hear the real purpose of today's press conference!"

To everyone's astonishment, several men and women whose eyes instantly turned black and then returned to normal walked onto the stage.

"I am the writer of the paranormal reality show 'The Vanished Bride.' All reality shows are scripted. Under the direction of the head of state, different professional actors are responsible for creating different personas to cooperate with the sinners in their performances."

"In the story of the vanished bride, the original character who took the potion and wore heavy makeup and revealing clothes was the criminal Qin Xiaoyao. The leader demanded that this reality show expose her despicable criminal behavior, and then she successfully entered the public trial stage."

"But there was a mole in the show who helped Qin Xiaoyao break free from control. Sun Dieqi took the script and was responsible for guiding the show and framing Qin Xiaoyao, making her kill Wang He and many extras, which aroused public anger..."

"Qin Xiaoyao luring the ghost bride in the zombie battle was originally a major scene - Sun Dieqi, according to the script, would lead Qin Xiaoyao to escape through the alley by taking a shortcut."

They were misled into believing that the ghost bride wouldn't harm anyone, but all the NPCs in the arena were controlled by professional staff.

The original plan was for the staff to manipulate the ghost bride into killing Sun Dieqi, the only one with a script, and framing Qin Xiaoyao so that she would be despised by the audience and successfully complete her trial…

Scenes from the stage were broadcast live online to viewers in 39 countries on large screens.

The entire studio was shrouded in a light black mist. No one spoke, no one made any unnecessary movements, no one cut off the signal, and even the security personnel remained motionless as if they hadn't heard anything.

Chapter Twenty-Two: Another day of helping others.

"Is this fake? This is... someone maliciously smearing the image of the Federation Headquarters! I don't believe the world is that dark!"

"Waiting for the official clarification."

"Sure enough, some people are either brainwashed or just burying their heads in the sand, wanting to be kept in the dark and treated like fools."

"The history we learned was all fake? This is just... So everything Qin Xiaoyao said is true? The Thirty-Nine Kingdoms are sucking the blood out of the Twelfth District, exploiting them by imposing crimes?"

"Stop spouting nonsense. If it were true, wouldn't we all be accomplices?"

"Holy crap! What's going on? Is anyone going to do something about these lunatics?"

"What's going on lately? How can they dare to make such remarks on a live stream? Has everyone at the Federal Headquarters died out?"

"It felt weird from the start of the paranormal show, like there was no online regulation..."

…………

The internet is absolutely in an uproar.

Many people find it hard to believe, or rather, they dare not admit that they have been made fools of and acted as accomplices in oppression and exploitation.

After all, the rich and prosperous Thirty-Nine Kingdoms are built on the blood of the Twelfth District. If they were to truly admit that the Twelfth District has been slandered for many years and has not been accused of being a war criminal, wouldn't it be a matter of overthrowing their existing peaceful and tranquil life if they wanted to stand up?

Humans tend to protect their own interests, especially the upper echelons who control the vast majority of resources and have the fewest members.

The thought that District Twelve's successful rebellion would mean there would be no slaves to be used at will made many people anxious, like ants on a hot pan, cursing the Federal Headquarters for being useless while trying to stir up trouble.

"Hurry up!" Qin Xiaoyao only realized what was happening after being reminded by Mr. Devil. She called to Wang He, Liu Yihong, and Sun Dieqi to get up and quietly leave their seats to sneak backstage.

Everyone and the cameras were drawn to the staff member on stage who was passionately recounting how he had planned to trick the actors. The four of them successfully made their way to the empty dressing room and changed into suitable and neat outfits.

"What...what exactly happened?" It wasn't until the screenwriter stepped forward and pointed it out that Sun Dieqi realized she was also part of the scheme. Even now, she was trembling all over. She looked at Qin Xiaoyao with hope and asked, "You know so many secrets, are you connected to the resistance? Can we escape from here?"

Qin Xiaoyao shook her head with a helpless expression. "I don't know any resistance army. After leaving Luoyue City, I've been imprisoned in a jail near the show venue. I don't even know where I am now."

"Doesn't that mean we're completely doomed?!" Sun Dieqi's newly rekindled hope plummeted into despair once again.

She had previously considered sacrificing herself by revealing the script and the truth about harming Qin Xiaoyao on stage in front of numerous media cameras.

She didn't feel scared when she was holding her nerve, but when so many people started to go on stage to reveal the truth, she started to feel uncontrollably afraid as soon as she relaxed her guard.

Fortunately, the show ran into problems and couldn't be completed as planned. Otherwise, all that effort he put in to get a chance to stand out, even at the cost of harming others, would have been a trap that would have led to his demise at the hands of the female ghost!

Having had some time to recover, Sun Dieqi no longer wanted to sacrifice herself.

It's better to live a miserable life than to die a good death. As long as you're alive, you'll never run out of firewood. Once you're dead, you have nothing left!

"After you got the script, did you really intend to frame me?" Qin Xiaoyao changed her clothes as quickly as possible and cornered her in the dressing room.

Sun Dieqi's face turned pale, and she opened her mouth, "I...I..."

After hesitating for a moment, she nodded with determination. "Nineteen years ago, my aunt was beautiful and was taken in by a rich man in town. My grandmother refused to send my aunt to be abused by him no matter what."

Those powerful and influential people bribed the police and judges to frame my grandmother for theft and solidify the evidence.

The federal headquarters has always implemented a policy of collective punishment, and all the adults in my family were imprisoned as a result. I was only five years old at the time and was thrown into a special school, becoming a sinner who was considered inferior. After that, I could only choose special positions amidst discrimination.

Fortunately, I'm good-looking, so I was able to get into the film academy and become a professional actor.

You need to understand that in the entertainment industry, it's impossible to make it to the top without a powerful backer. I just want a chance to rise above others, to climb to the top tier, to meet powerful people, to have our family's wrongful conviction overturned, and then we can get rid of our inferior, criminal status!

I did receive the script.

However, the script didn't specify the requirements that way. All I knew was that the staff would remind me to frame Wang He at the right time, just like when you encounter a coach who dies tragically in a survival show.

Then, I don't know what kind of venomous snake it is!

According to the rules, I will guide you to open the hidden compartment on the bed at a specific time, and then lead you to escape through the alley along the so-called 'internal route'.

I never expected... they wouldn't even leave me a way to survive.

If you use me as a pawn to frame you, you can then frame me and kill me to silence me.

I knew I was going to harm you, and I decided to do it in exchange for this opportunity to gain fame. Because... in our conventional understanding, criminals are all bad people, and your performances in the previous three reality shows were indeed not very good..."

Sun Dieqi stammered as she spoke, not daring to look the other person in the eye.

She never expected that the show would completely deviate from its original course from the very beginning. If Qin Xiaoyao hadn't come to her rescue, she would have died countless times on the runway!

“I don’t expect you to forgive me.” Sun Dieqi steadied herself and mustered her courage to say, “You saved me several times at the fashion show, and I am very grateful.”

Knowing that a press conference was going to be held, I made up my mind—no matter what the twists and turns were, I would fight to the death to reveal the truth, at least to let the audience know that I was indeed framed, that reality shows have scripts and staff directing things behind the scenes, and that it wasn't what they saw!

Qin Xiaoyao had experienced so much in the short two months since leaving Luoyue City that she found her emotions had stabilized a lot and she was no longer very angry.

“You were also wronged and oppressed, becoming a sinner of inferior status. What’s the difference between you and us sinners?” She opened the dressing room door and sighed, “We are just insignificant people manipulated and oppressed by power and interests.”

What's wrong with wanting to climb higher and turn things around?

"But I've lost everything, I have no family or friends. Even if I try to escape from here, I'll have to join the resistance. What about you?"

Sun Dieqi was stunned for a moment.

She then shook her head with a wry smile and said, "What else can I do? From the moment I received the script, I was supposed to be a dead man, a secret to the production crew. I only survived because of the accident on set, and now that I'm alive, I can only try to save myself."

As for my family... my grandmother has passed away, and my aunt disappeared after she was imprisoned.

The parents are in different prisons, and it takes various applications to visit them. They can only see each other twice a year.

My first priority is to survive; otherwise, they'll have no way out.

"Then come with me. Maybe we can escape safely." Qin Xiaoyao stretched out her left hand, her eyes sincere. "We are all oppressed and suffering injustice. Only by uniting can we have hope of survival!"

A wave of emotion washed over Sun Dieqi. She reached out and grasped the woman's small, thin hand, nodding. "Okay! We'll definitely escape. I know this place very well!"

Wang He and Liu Yihong not only quickly changed into more practical clothes, but also worked together to knock down, tie up, and stuff the two security guards on duty into a box. Each of them grabbed a gun and knocked on the door, saying, "Let's go, let's go out the back door while no one's around!"

The exciting performance on stage was not over yet.

A group of people dressed in rebel uniforms and wearing badges filed in. The leader took the microphone and explained, "We are Squad A, which is cooperating with the Federal Headquarters to assist in the governance of District One under the name of the Rebel Army."

Our mission is to cooperate with the federal headquarters military in staging a play.

After the press conference, all the blame was shifted onto Wang He, making him the scapegoat to quell the chaos that had erupted during the show. Afterwards, the head of state would personally sentence him to execution.

To make the scene more realistic, we'll need to fight tooth and nail to stage a rescue, solidifying the evidence that Wang He is a rebel spy. The promise from Federal Headquarters is that we'll receive even more benefits…”

"I am the captain of the Shadow Guard, a federal army unit under the command of His Majesty the Führer."

Our mission was to ambush at the execution ground and, when the entire internet was broadcasting the rebels' impending successful rescue of Wang He, eliminate this group of overly ambitious, selfish, and unruly individuals.

At the same time, it also demonstrates the strength of the Federal Headquarters army in front of the audience, and allows everyone to feel the threat posed by the Twelfth District rebels up close, which is conducive to better unity and support for the Federal Headquarters army..."

The fluffy little dumpling stared in disbelief. "Good heavens, are you guys playing nesting dolls here? What's that called again, an old sow wearing a bra, one set after another?"

"The cockroach stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind; in the end, the oriole also falls into the oil pot. Humans are indeed ingenious when it comes to playing tricks." Andrea clapped her hands and praised, while also saying that as an angel, she couldn't play so many tricks.

No wonder so many angels have fallen. It turns out that when they clashed with humanity's so-called conspiracies, tricks, and imperial schemes, even demons had to use magic to tempt and corrupt them in order to resist.

She thought about it for a moment and couldn't help but sigh, "How can we, weak angels, who don't know the cunning tricks of demons, be a match for humans?"

Jiang Chen: ...

A fragile angel? Haha, are you kidding me?

"Since none of them are good people, let them fight like dogs here. Let's help those three kids get out of here first." Jiang Chen flapped his wings and flew away, and the faint black demonic energy in the entire studio gradually dissipated as he left.

Andelina wanted to see what would happen next, so she didn't follow him immediately.

Since she had already planted the angel's mark on him when he wasn't looking, the little devil couldn't escape her grasp no matter what. She couldn't care less about those mortals; helping them escape was nothing compared to watching dogs fight.

The demonic energy finally disappeared completely, and everyone in the studio gradually came to their senses.

"Damn it, where did Qin Xiaoyao run off to?!" The manager, in a frenzied state after drinking the switched water, stumbled onto the stage, cursing, "Can't even handle a small thing, you idiot! It's just trying to smear Wang He, I even taught her how to say it, and she still messed it up..."

Some audience members realized what was happening, screamed, grabbed their bags, and ran away!

They held a P-level press conference today!