I'm Filming Variety Shows In Apocalypses-Chapter 104: “Time’s Up”

The weeping angels' stone skin had already been assimilated with the real skins and organs, so if the stone head was cracked open, it means their real head was also cracked open.

They would die.

These weeping angels who were like half-human and half-monster still strived to survive.

They instinctively feared death and didn't want to die!

Since they had not completely become an irrational stone statue, there was still hope to live!

With an example in front of their eyes, the weeping angels gradually calmed down, and Aon was also smart enough to quickly retract Peter Pan so that the stone alien didn't spread towards the frying pan.

The stone alien was disappointed that the prey escaped, so it calmed down and stayed with the middle-aged woman.

Okay, okay, that's close.

Aon secretly wiped his forehead and started to direct the weeping angels crowded inside the boutique to line up.

"Men line up on the left and women line up on the right— because women are always right, haha."

Aon made a little joke with the weeping angels and soon, he classified the two long lines into smaller lines.

He separated the old from the young so that it would be easier to style them.

After making four neat lines, Aon started with the young girls.

"Okay, ladies first! You— "

Aon pointed at a little girl around ten years old and thought of something.

Then, he turned around and carefully stood on the clean floor, rummaging through the boutique to find several clothes that little girls would like.

Aon came up with several styles, from cute to edgy, just waiting for the little girl to choose.

"Okay, here you go. Just pick up the one you like."

Aon presented the clothes on the counter, and the little girl tip-toed to look at the set of clothes that Aon had prepared for her.

Contrary to her cute face, the little girl actually chose punk-style clothes and immediately put them on top of her current clothes.

Under Aon and the audience's expectant eyes, the little girl's grey stone skin slowly faded, forming a chunk of stone alien that resided at the top of the girl's head.

The girl suddenly transformed from a living statue to a normal-looking human except for the chunk of stone on her head.

The girl's previously dull eyes also became brighter, as if she was back to life.

Just when Aon and the audience felt that they had saved the girl, the little girl looked up at Aon who was sitting on the counter and smiled like a ray of sunshine.

"B-big brother..."

The little girl's voice was hoarse because of the stone alien's infection that had lasted for God knows how long, but she still tried to speak the last few words.

"T-thank...thank you..."

Then, the girl closed her eyes with a peaceful smile on her face.

Her body swayed and fell to the ground with a thud, becoming the only noise in the boutique.

The living statues subconsciously created a small space for the girl and they watched the girl lay on the ground with a peaceful smile.

The chunk of stone on her head wriggled a few times before it left the girl's head and drilled into the ceramic tile.

Aon held his breath.

Even Xing Xing couldn't even let out a single meow.

The audience was also silent for a moment before a few people dared to send some comments.

[That...did the little girl...die?]

But shouldn't she be saved? How could she suddenly die?

Many people who turned into zombies could still turn back into human beings with some treatments...

How could this girl die when she obviously had regained her human appearance?

The audience could not accept it, not to mention Aon, who was right in front of the girl.

He stared at the smiling girl laying on the ground with dazed eyes.

This...the girl died?

But she looked like she was just sleeping soundlessly...

It was just that, she was really not breathing anymore.

That's why the stone alien lost interest and chose to occupy the ceramic tile instead of a corpse.

So...styling the living statues until they were satisfied was just to kill them?

Aon was not a man without blood on his hands.

He had never killed humans, but he had killed a lot of monsters.

Obviously, these statues were all monsters.

But...but if there was a glimmer of hope to become a human again...

How could Aon let it go?

He's not that heartless.

It was just that, he was wrong all this time.

"So...what I'm doing now is to relieve them from the state of being neither alive nor dead?"

In fact…these statues were already dead.

They knew their bodies were already dead, but their consciousness was still alive inside the statue bodies, going through the pain all over again.

So...they just wanted to be free and embrace death peacefully.

Aon covered his eyes with one hand and sighed for a few seconds before he gestured at the nearby weeping angel to take care of the little girl's corpse.

"Put her at the back."

If he could...he would bury her properly before he left this world.

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After that, Aon numbly picked and chose a lot of clothes for the weeping angels, watching them die with smiles on their faces.

All of them, without a single exception, would look at Aon with gratitude and leave two last words.

"Thank you."

Thank you so much for saving us from the pain and giving us a peaceful death.

Even after sending off so many weeping angels to their death, Aon still didn't understand why only clothes could save them and why only fabrics could fight against the stone aliens.

This world was still full of mystery, but Aon could only continue to help as many weeping angels as possible, from dusk to dawn, with almost no rest.

When all the clothes in the boutique had been sent out without a single bra or underwear left behind, Aon received a notification to his optical watch.

[Time's up! It's time for the judges and the audience to give you scores!]