I'm Filming Variety Shows In Apocalypses-Chapter 127: “Captured”

"Refine Peter Pan? Sony gasped, "That old pan? In your hand?"

That's it? That's the favor? It's not even a big thing!

Aon nodded at Sony and smiled sheepishly.

"Hehehe, yes, I only need your help to refine my weapon. I have the weapon refining guidance here and all the features I want to add to my frying pan..."

As for the money...

Hehe, he had none.

"So...can you help me? I really don't know other weapon refiners who are better than you."

Sony's ears twitched and his cheeks immediately flushed red.

"Hohoho, you found the right person!" Sony patted his chest with pride and continued to blabber, "I'm one of the best weapon refiners around my age. You won't be disappointed!"

Looking at Sony acting like that, it seemed that the matter was set in stone.

Sony didn't even mention the fee and just promised to help Aon refine Peter Pan.

Let's hope that Sony won't find out that Peter is a weapon spirit...

If he did...

Aon still believed in Sony's personality. He might be a jerk, but he's a sincere weapon refiner.

No weapon refiner would treat a weapon spirit badly because for them, it was like their dream goddess.

The only worry would be whether Sony would let go of Peter Pan if he knew about Peter's identity...

Just like that, Aon kept Peter Pan for now and waited until Sony left this world.

The filming went smoothly and maybe Sony was inspired or what, he even contacted Melan and asked him to be a cameo, thus giving Melan a piece of this pie.

Everyone was happy, but the other contestants were not.

The survivor team kept their word and started to search for Aon's "companions", thus catching the contestants around the area one after another for the whole day.

When Aon and Melan returned to their basecamp, they were greeted by the sight of the contestants being served warm food, drink and some blankets.

But the contestants looked like they were deader than dead.

The moment Aon and Melan saw the contestants' figure, both of them subconsciously froze on the spot.

Even Melan's right foot was still raised in the air.

"Uh...are those...the people we know?" Aon nudged Melan and tried to see whether his eyes were playing tricks on him.

Unfortunately, Melan nodded his head and shattered Aon's expectations.

"They're...the contestants. Both from the supermodel variety show and the designer variety show, hehe."

Oh sh*t.

This...is not good.

"How about we...leave before those people notice us?" Aon had already turned his back stiffly with the sound of his bone creaking.

"That's a good idea." Melan also slowly turned his body around and tiptoed out of the place, like a sneaky little thief.

But before the two people could bolt out of the place, the group of contestants spotted the two devils and subconsciously shouted.

"Ah! You guys!!!"

Melan and Aon's bodies stiffened on the spot and a drop of sweat slid down their forehead.

Ah, damn.

Got caught.

The contestants acted as if they had seen their blood enemies who had killed their entire family.

They immediately stood up and rushed towards the two people with their teeth and claws bared.

"You guys! Stop over there! Don't ever think of running!"

Why would Melan and Aon listen to them?

Without a second thought, the two of them kicked the floor with their toes and ran in a different direction.

Split up to confuse the enemy!

The "enemy" saw through the trick and immediately divided into two groups, one chasing after Aon and another chasing after Melan.

"These bastards— don't run if you dare!!!"

A few moments later...

Melan and Aon kneeled on the floor with their hands raised above their heads.

Their handsome faces were now full of bruises. Both of them even had suspicious bulges on their heads.

"Ummm, sowwyyyy..."

Aon was a man who could bend and stretch, so he immediately defected to the enemy.

Melan was a step behind, so he could only glare at the unfaithful partner and uttered the same apology.

"I...I am also sorry..."

The group of contestants headed by Meyer and the other high-ranked models crossed their arms in front of their chest and glared at the two troublemakers as if they would shoot lasers from their eyes.

"The two of you— explain to us! Why would the natives suddenly come to look for us?"

"Yes, yes! What did you guys say to them?"

Melan and Aon still wanted to struggle a bit, so they started to quibble.

Aon: "How do you know that the natives come after you because of us? We didn't even know there were natives!"

Melan: "Right, right!"

Meyer: "Don't act stupid! The natives told us your appearances and said that you guys are looking for your companions!"

Aon: "Ah...well, we did meet the natives, but we didn't know they would be looking for you guys...I swear I didn't tell the natives about all of you."

Only a few of you guys, hehe.

But anyway, he didn't even describe the appearances of his "companions", so the natives really just wanted to save as many stranded survivors as they could!

That's not his fault at all!

You guys can't blame him!

Melan: "That's right, that's right!"

Aon immediately slapped Melan's thigh and scolded,

"Are you a parrot?! You keep repeating the same word! And why don't you explain it to your friends?? At least say something!"

Melan moved a few inches to the right, away from Aon's clutch before he started his performance.

"It's like this, we also didn't know the natives would gather all of you like this...yes, so this is what happened..."

With Melan's carefully constructed lie, the group of contestants slowly believed him and finally didn't feel too resentful of the two devils.

Aon, who was a fellow liar, immediately supported Melan with all of his heart.

"That's right, that's right!"

"Um, that's right!"

Melan...Melan wished he could shut Aon's mouth with glue.

Is this karma?

Now, the parrot spirit had possessed his comrade.

Ah! He's such a sinner!

Anyway...after the two devils bluffed around, the group of contestants barely believed them and didn't take their anger out on them anymore.

Meyer looked at the two devils and let out a long sigh.

"Anyway, you have to help us. We can't stay in the temporary survivor base all-day long. We still have to prepare for the fashion show!"

Melan and Aon looked at each other...and grinned in their hearts.

Isn't that what they wanted?

These contestants better never return to finish their tasks!

Or delay as long as possible!

Aon looked at the contestants and sighed.

"I want to help, but these survivors are all professionals. They're here to save stranded survivors, so..."

They might not let the survivors they had rescued roam around in such a dangerous world.

The group of contestants groaned in unison.

"This is all your fault! Why would you be involved with those natives anyway?"

"We don't care! You have to help us leave this place without the natives bothering us. If you can't..."

"Don't expect us to let you go!"

The group of contestants were dead serious.

They were serious enough that someone could be dead.

Aon and Melan swallowed nervously and swore that they would find a way.

If there wasn't a way...

Then make one!

This means, they had to go and talk to the group of natives with a series of bullsh*t so that their "companions" could do what they had to do.

It's okay, the ultimate goal was to waste as much time as possible so that the contestants would have to rush to finish their assignment!

Melan and Aon exchanged glances in the air and both of them immediately understood the other party's thoughts.

An evil smile bloomed on both the devil's handsome faces.

"Okay, guys, we will go to the top floor and talk to the natives. In the meantime, maybe you guys can do something..."

Such as designing the runway stage or gathering the materials needed to build the stage.

The contestants didn't think that there was anything wrong with what Melan and Aon said, so they just watched the two people walk up the stairs.

Little did they know that the two devils secretly found Bob, who was also resting at the same building and assigned him a mission.

"Bob, keep an eye on those humans. The ones living on the lower floors. If they want to escape...please tell us!"

The audience who heard what the two people said felt like eating a fly.

[Why are these two people so insidious? I love it!]

[Lololol. They suddenly become a villain. I didn't expect this.]

[But how do these two convince the natives to let the contestants roam around the area? Show them that some of the contestants are transcendent people?]

The audiences were curious so they watched Melan and Aon walk to the rooftop and waited until the leader, the little kid, returned from searching all over the small area.

When the two people saw the little boy, they immediately pounced on him and shouted on top of their lungs,

"Leader! Leader! There's an emergency!"