I'm Filming Variety Shows In Apocalypses

There are a lot of lightness skills and rope-climbing skills, but to combine the two of them together wasn't something ordinary martial art practitioners could do.

And if he wasn't mistaken, the way Aon climbed the rope was too similar to his own skill.

Renmu had only taught his skills to his close aides. His skills came from his mother's family who was a family of spy and assassins.

After all, his third Aunt from his mother's family was the head of a famous assassin's organization in the dark world!

Renmu would have never mistaken the Hua's Family's special skill.

So...how did someone who wasn't a member of the Hua Family and didn't join the Hua Family's assassin organization used their special skill so skillfully?

Even his oldest brother and the unworthy youngest brother didn't learn this skill no matter how much he and mom tried to teach them.

They said this skill looked too much like a monkey, which wasn't cool at all.

Renmu's heart was heavy. He thought of many conspiracy theories, whether there were traitors in his aunt's assassin organization or not, etc, etc...

Rennesse, on the other hand, was shocked by another thing.

Just then, when Aon climbed the rope so skillfully, he reminded her of her sister-in-law, who was Renmu's mother, and the wife of her older brother.

This sister-in-law isn't an assassin like Renmu, but she's a thousand-face spy.

Her lightness skill was unmatched even in the entire Hua Family.

Just now...Aon suddenly looked 80% similar to her sister-in-law.

How could this be? Even a gene editing could not make someone resemble another person so much without being related by blood.

Rennesse suddenly thought of her youngest nephew's strange actions in the past few weeks and a seed of doubt grew in her heart.

There's something wrong with her youngest nephew and this unlucky doomsday Superstar.

Because of Aon's skill, both Renmu and Rennesse became more curious about him.

They even secretly only watched Aon's Livestream room and not other candidates.

Rennor naturally noticed the strange reaction of his cousin and mother.

He vaguely recognized Aon's skill as his cousin and his aunt's special skill.

This boy's identity became even more mysterious.

Aon didn't know that his casual action attracted the attention of his three family members.

He only climbed the rope for several minutes and successfully landed on the highest floor.

His palms didn't turn red because of the friction and he didn't even break a sweat.

This is so admirable!

Melan couldn't do that, so he had to tie the rope around his waist and let the two people pull up the rope.

Although his waist hurt and he had to hang freely like a fish bait, in the end, Melan successfully landed on the highest floor.

Once Melan took off the rope around his waist, he quickly checked his waist and found a red rope mark on his white skin.

The melancholy guy became even more melancholy.

He almost shed tears if Aon didn't stop him with a glare.

"Okay, okay, we have wasted too much time. Let's open the door and decorate the rooftop."

The one who opened the door was naturally the meat shield— oh no, the new assistant.

The new assistant carefully opened the door that was already so rusty that he had to push it open with all of his might.

Then, the moonlight came through the gap of the rusty door, revealing a beautiful—

Pair of eyes.

"Ahhh!!!" Bob screamed on top of his lungs!

"Ahhhh!!" The owner of the eyes behind the door also screamed on top of their lungs.

Aon and Melan, who didn't know anything, heard the scream, and they also subconsciously screamed on top of their lungs,

"Ahhh!!"

"Ahhh!!"

"Ahhhh— "

The three groups of people screamed like chickens for three seconds straight before the mysterious person behind the door came up to their senses.

Then, the person helped Bob to open the rooftop, revealing a sight that Bob, Melan and Aon found it hard to believe.

Where's the spacious rooftop? Where's the promised abandoned rooftop?

How come there were only a row of dense tents here and there?

The entire rooftop was transformed into a temporary basecamp!

And it's the basecamp of human survivors.

No wonder the person behind the door was so shocked when seeing the pair of white eyes without the black part.

The person just had close eye contact with a zombie!

Anyone would be shocked.

Seeing a survivor, both Melan and Aon were stunned.

They looked at the survivor who opened the door voluntarily, even helping Bob to cross the door.

Is this survivor...not right in the head or something?

Apparently, the survivor helped Bob to open the door not out of humanitarian aid but to lead him into a trap.

Just after Bob entered the door, the survivors on the rooftop raised their hands and pointed handguns at the innocent zombie.

...yes. Handgun.

God knew how these strange survivors got hot weapons in their hands! Not just one or two, but a bunch of them!

Aon and Melan suspected that these people were special forces or something, not civilians.

Is their luck so bad that they bumped into a native so soon?

If the natives had been on the rooftop all this time, shouldn't they have heard of the commotion caused by the army of female zombies?

What if they suspected the two of them?

Bob, a law-abiding zombie, almost fainted on the spot in front of a bunch of handguns.

He wanted to shed tears and snot while screaming,

He's innocent, ah! He's a good zombie!

Well, he would occasionally eat some human corpse's brain or some dying humans, but he was still a good boy!

The good boy Bob was in danger of being shot in the head.

Before anything happened, the two capitalists finally found their conscience at the corner of their heart and tried to calm down the strange survivors.

"Wait, wait, this is a misunderstanding! Misunderstanding!"

Melan hurriedly blocked Bob's body with his own tall body and stared at the group of survivors dressed in black hoodies.

Big bosses, please, don't be impulsive!

The ten or so people in black robes looked at Melan and Aon who suddenly appeared behind the zombie, and the person who first opened the door exclaimed in surprise.

"There are survivors!"