I'm Filming Variety Shows In Apocalypses

Bob looked at the steel wire that was not even as thick as his arm and then looked at the window of a building in the distance....

Looking down at the ground far below, the current location was estimated to be the seventh floor from the ground.

Despite all of this, the two capitalists wanted him to...tie the iron wire from one window to another?

"Can...I...go down...and go...to the opposite building?"

There’s no way he would jump from this height just to quickly set up the metal wire!!

Both Melan and Aon immediately nodded vigorously.

"It’s okay, it’s okay, that’s good! Quick, quick, go to the opposite building and tie the steel wire."

Bob, a zombie, wasn’t afraid to go out at night, so he went to the opposite building to tie the other end of the metal wire.

As for how he did it...

Hehe, don’t ask. Asking means death!

After Bob set up the metal wire with difficulty, he looked at the two capitalists in the distance and waved his hands, giving them a signal.

The two people also waved at Bob and Bob could finally return to the previous building.

It was just that, when Bob entered the room and saw the wide-open window, he suddenly had a bad premonition...

The two capitalists looked at Bob with shining eyes while pointing their fingers at the steel wire in unison.

"Bob, try to walk on this steel wire!"

Bob looked at the steel wire that was not even as thick as his arm and then he looked at the window of a building in the distance....

The zombie once again looked down and saw the faraway ground...

Bob...Bob wanted to build a tomb for the two capitalists.

"B-boss!! How...could...you...no! Impossible..."

Why would anyone walk on such a thin metal wire?!

He thought that the steel and metal wire would be used to send supplies or something, but who would have thought—

These two crazy bastards wanted to hold a circus!

Bob’s legs were shaking so hard that the two devils thought that he had Parkinson’s disease.

Still, as long as Bob still had a breath away...eh, he had no breath cause he’s already dead.

Hmm...then, as long as he could still move, he had to try on this wire!

Aon: "Bob, Bob, you’re a zombie, you won’t die that easily!"

Melan: "Yes, yes, yes. We will tie your waist with a rope so that even if you fall, you won’t have to worry~ "

Aon & Melan: "C’mon, Bob! You can do this!"

The two capitalists clenched their fists and cheered at Bob, whose face had turned even paler than a ghost.

Is it too late to back down?

This kind of life-threatening job is not worth it! He could find other humans to take pictures of him.

It doesn’t have to be these two!

Bob wanted to run away, but Aon and Melan were two top-notch transcendent beings.

Plus an invisible cat that had been eyeing poor Bob for a while, Bob could never escape even if he had wings.

Thus, Bob just let the two devils tie the rope around his waist and slowly walked to the windowsill.

What he didn’t know is that, a certain invisible cat also jumped to the windowsill with its tail wagging to the left and right.

[Meow, meow, meow, dad, I can be separated from you by a few meters, nya~ I also want to try the steel wire, nya~ ]

Ever since Aon leveled up, Xing Xing could also be separated from Aon farther than before.

Seeing that his little son wanted to play, Aon immediately put the cat on the steel wire and waved his hand nonchalantly.

[Go, go, son! Show’em your pure blood catwalk!]

Although no one could see Xing Xing, the cat still raised his head high and slowly walked on the steel wire.

Maybe because he’s just an energy body, Xing Xing was as light as a cloud and as graceful as a swan.

The cat showed the true meaning of catwalk, walking elegantly without fearing the height.

The steel wire didn’t even shake, as if there was no one on it.

If the fans could see this scene, they would definitely scream and cheer for Xing Xing.

Unfortunately, only Aon could see this cat, so he’s the one screaming and shouting to support his son.

[Ahhh, son, you’re so cool! Yes, yes, so graceful, so elegant...go, go, go!]

While Aon was busy cheering his son, Bob had already done all the safety procedures and it was time to step onto the steel wire.

The zombie swallowed his saliva and slowly put his toes on the steel wire that was only as thick as a baby’s wrist.

The toes touched the steel wire and to Bob’s surprise, the steel wire was stable, not shaking at all.

This wire is stronger than he thought!

Thus, Bob put his entire right foot on the steel rope and found that the rope was as stable as before, as if there was no weight on it at all.

Seeing this, Bob confidently put another foot behind his right foot and subconsciously stretched his arms wide to balance himself.

The steel wire only shook a little, and then it was as stable as a rock.

Bob’s hanging heart dropped to his stomach and he almost couldn’t help but slump on the spot.

But, no! He still had to walk over the steel wire!

Thus, Bob walked tremblingly, with one foot at one time.

As a zombie, he felt no pain, so he confidently pressed his feet into the steel rope so hard that the steel rope was almost imbued in his flesh.

With this method, Bob successfully crossed the steel wire under the moonlight.

Naturally, he didn’t look down even once and just focused on the other window, his goal.

Despite using this trick, Bob spent a whole ten minutes just to cross a distance of twenty meters or so, making his employers dissatisfied.

But Bob had tested the steel wire anyway, so the two bosses let Bob return to the building and get a rest.

Now, it’s finally the two bosses’ turn to try the steel wire.

Aon looked at the "runway stage" that he created and felt somewhat proud.

"Look, the runway is safe and stable. It’s also somewhat aesthetic, suitable for an apocalypse theme."

Melan rolled his eyes at Aon’s praise.

That’s just an ordinary steel wire put together to form a steel rope.

What kind of stage is that?

But it’s indeed what he requested...

Melan sighed and just took the clothes that Aon had chosen for him.

"I’ll go and wear the clothes. After that, you can fix my clothes as you like."

Yes. They wanted to start the show as soon as possible, under the romantic moonlight, the dark sky and the howling of zombies on the streets.

Aon waited until Melan came out wearing ragtag clothes that made him look more melancholy than usual, but gave him a different charm.

The fans who saw this brand new Melan immediately screamed,

[Ah, ah, ah, Melan! Your highness, you’re so handsome!]

[Surprisingly, my husband also fits this kind of concept...as expected of someone with a golden ratio body!]

[Aon’s fashion sense is not bad. He can pick up rags and turn them into a treasure. Are you sure he isn’t someone from the fashion industry?]

[Eh, you guys, many people also have good fashion sense and they aren’t working for the fashion industry. It’s normal. Nothing new.]

The fans were chatting while Aon looked at Melan’s clothes with squinted eyes.

Then, he pointed at Melan’s chest and spoke ruthlessly,

"Tear the fabric here a little, yes, show your chest and abs! That’s the true ragtag fashion!"

Melan....Melan had no choice but to obey his stylist and endured the humiliation.

He tore the fabric a little and exploded one of his nipples, including his looming abs.

He....he had never dressed up like this before even as a model!

What kind of pervert is this stylist?!

Aon looked at Melan’s perfect body and nodded in satisfaction.

"Your body is in good shape, so it will be a pity not to show it to your fans."

Melan’s fans all pinched their bleeding noses and frantically screenshot and record the screen.

Then, they gave a thumbs up to Aon in their hearts.

Good job, boy!! From now on, you’re one of us! If anyone bullies you, just come to us! The fanclub will protect you!!

Melan’s exposure of skin immediately attracted a lot of idle viewers from other contestants’ Livestream rooms, even attracting new audiences who had not watched the show at all.

When these people saw Melan’s half-exposed and half-covered outfit, the boys’ eyes turned red with envy and jealousy while the girls’ cheeks turned red with shame.

Ahhhhh! What kind of style is this?? How audacious! Do it again!

The fans and the audiences were rioting while Melan and Aon stood in front of the windowsill, staring at the gleaming steel wire under the moonlight.

Aon patted Melan’s shoulder and smiled sincerely.

"Go on, supermodel. It’s your turn to shine!"