I'm Filming Variety Shows In Apocalypses

Kate was confused, but she still gave her makeup pouch to Aon while using her own optical watch to take a video of the little guy. 

Aon calmly opened a small box of white powder and applied it on his face, making his face even whiter and paler. 

"Well, big sis, I'm going to make things even more heated— I hope this way, some variety shows will invite me for the sake of my topicality." 

He had learned that in the doomsday entertainment industry, the "main dish" was always variety shows and ads. 

The side dishes included filming a movie, recording a song, and so on. 

To be honest, Aon felt that this doomsday entertainment industry was just a cover to let people explore various doomsday worlds without getting too much resistance from the masses. 

Look, many professional doomsday stars didn't have good looks and looked more like elite explorers than stars. 

But many people still loved them...

So he also needed this resource. 

Aon's mind wandered somewhere, but his hand didn't stop applying the powder. 

After he looked in the small mirror of the powder box and made sure that he looked as sickly and pale as ever, the little guy nodded in satisfaction. 

He put away the powder and signalled Kate to start recording— 

"Ah, wait, wait, I forgot. Big sis, can you start a livestream?" 

Kate, who had already pressed the recording button, rolled her eyes and quickly searched for various livestream apps on the Giggle Play Store. 

"Ara ara...which livestream platform do you wanna use, darling?"

Aon winked at the sexy woman playfully. 

"Of course, the rival of the livestream platform that the Whack A Zombie's program team used!" 

He's so petty that he didn't want to bring traffic to that platform who broadcast the program team's livestream. 

Kate gave Aon thumbs up and quickly found the rival company that he wanted— 

Twerk Livestream Company. 

Aon didn't want to comment on the company's name and just let Kate register a livestream account that was linked to his Starnet Account. 

After everything was ready, Kate shared the link of the livestream on Aon's Starnet account, which simultaneously updated the post on various social media platforms. 

Aon had accounts on Tweeter, InstaKilo, MeCube, TakTek, FaceLook, and many other famous social media platforms. 

The simultaneous post immediately attracted people's attention, especially those haters on Tweeter Platform. 

The haters saw that Aon, this guy, actually started a livestream on an unknown livestream platform "Twerk"! 

The professional haters immediately downloaded the app just so they could comment as much as they wanted while the curious passersby just searched the web version on the Starnet to join the livestream. 

In just one minute, the number of viewers rose from zero to five thousand, and after another few minutes, the number of viewers skyrocketed to ten thousand! 

The number was still rising, but Aon didn't want to wait anymore, so he first greeted the audiences who had already flooded his livestream with various censored comments. 

"Hello, everyone, I'm Aon Flearov, nice to meet you." 

Aon smiled wryly, and his pale face that he deliberately created became even paler. 

With the pure white background and the loose pajamas on his body, Aon looked like a sick patient on his deathbed. 

Some passersby who didn't have a deep hatred for this guy immediately felt this conscience poked. 

[This...I didn't expect the real person to be so handsome. How come the variety show never showed it to us?] 

[Wow, wow, a sickly pretty boy! My type!] 

[What happened to him? He looks like he is dying. Is he scared silly by the zombies?]

Amidst the doubt of many people, Aon coughed lightly, showing his "sickly person" persona even more vividly. 

The best actor's acting skill was finally online after he went crazy a while ago. 

"That, everyone...I just want to answer some of your doubts regarding what was discussed on the Starnet..." 

Aon deliberately glanced at the side, as if there was someone there, but he quickly averted his eyes, like a small animal who sensed danger. 

In reality, there was nothing but air and a wall. 

Some sharp-eyed audience members noticed Aon's small gesture and immediately commented. 

[Who is beside the little guy?] 

[He's in a pure white room, is this the isolation room? Is he still with the program's team?] 

[Is it the program's team who recorded the livestream? Is there a staff member instructing him outside of the camera?] 

[Host, can you turn on the 8D holographic mode? So we can see you more clearly!] 

A few audiences with ulterior motives blinded by lust slipped among the haters, and Aon, who saw this, almost choked to death. 

But he quickly immersed himself into acting and subconsciously twisted his fingers. 

"That, that....I...I want to say sorry for what I did on the show..." 

Aon spoke with unfamiliarity, as if he was reading a script. 

Even Kate, who was right in front of Aon, suspected that someone forced the poor guy to say these things, not to mention the audience. 

Both those who had watched the broadcast episode and those who came from Starnet expressed great doubts. 

[This...this is unexpected. He's here to say sorry, but how come I feel so uncomfortable?] 

[The real person looks like a teenager. He's still so young! Were we too harsh on him?] 

[I smell a conspiracy.] 

But there were also those who insisted on saying that Aon was wrong. 

[Pretend. Keep pretending! After this, you want to whitewash yourself and free yourself from the scandal, right?] 

Aon saw the comment and immediately flinched. 

A flash of fear appeared in his grey eyes and the whole person looked so aggrieved. 

Aon even huddled into a ball, yet still trying to be calm. 

"I...I'm so sorry. Senior Leon helped me, but I...stole...the nucl- nucla? Nucleus! Nucleus crystal." 

The audience who saw this immediately became even more uncomfortable. 

They all collectively became like the audience [Sum_Ting_Wong], saying: 

Something is wrong! 

But everyone couldn't put a finger on what felt wrong!