I'm Filming Variety Shows In Apocalypses-Chapter 47: “Vomit Until You Faint~”

Cha M Leon had already "lost his soul", so he just mechanically went through the motion and shot the ads.

He didn’t even know whether the ads would be used or not.

Since that’s the case, just do it casually.

Cha M Leon was sluggish, but Aon was super energetic.

Before the filming resumed, he swallowed the medicine that Director Na gave him.

Once he swallowed the medicine, the urge to vomit appeared, and Aon immediately waved his hands to signal the director to start.

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Director Na immediately shouted with the loudspeaker in her hands.

"Ready, three, two, one...action!"

Cha M Leon had not even squatted when Aon had already opened his mouth and retched.

Then, with a wow, Aon puked straight to Cha M Leon’s stomach and chest!

Some suspicious liquid even splashed onto Cha M Leon’s face.

The stinky and sour smell of vomit struck Cha M Leon hard, and the man, who was sluggish, stiffened on the spot.

He didn’t even dare to look down at what he had become and only had one thought left in his mind.

Revenge.

This must be Aon’s revenge!!

He did it on purpose!!

Then, Cha M Leon staggered...and fainted.

The young man’s body instantly fell to the ground that was also stained with Aon’s vomit, completely ruining his handsome image that he had maintained for years.

The staff and the audience who saw this were all shocked to their core.

The audience went silent, while the staff exclaimed on the spot.

"Ah!! Someone! Cha M Leon fainted!"

"Help! Help! Get a portable shower and a change of clothes! Quick!"

"Damn it. Is this guy so fragile? How did he faint just because of this? So embarrassing."

"Maybe he’s shocked because of the vomit...some of it got onto his face."

The staff didn’t really care about Cha M Leon, so they casually gossiped about him while helping to clean up the unconscious star.

A few other staff used an automatic full set of tiny cleaning robots to clean up everything on the ground.

In just a few seconds, the whole place was cleaned without a single stain, and the sour smell was also gone.

Some caring staff immediately approached Aon and helped him to change his clothes while drinking some water to ease the side effect of the vomit-inducing medicine.

"Your acting just now is good, but it’s a pity Cha M Leon can’t take it. Maybe we have to retake the shoot just now."

"Eh, I don’t know whether the brand will still use Cha M Leon to advertise their brand. Maybe, soon, the script will change."

What the staff said was right.

Even though the mysterious sponsor did have something to do with the RENMORE brand, he’s still powerless, after all.

One of the stars he recommended was involved in a huge scandal that was enough to tarnish the name of the brand.

The higher-ups were notified, and they immediately contacted Director Na to change the script.

"Just shoot a solo advertisement starring that Aon guy. Raise the fee and that’s it."

Anyway, the advertisement was only for online shopping platforms, not a big deal.

After Director Na got the new order, she happily changed the script and highlighted Aon’s various advantages.

Of course, because he was famous for vomiting on a zombie, Aon still had to shoot this action.

The clothes’ tagline also didn’t change. It still used the gimmick of stain-free, vomit-free things.

A pity, when the change happened, Cha M Leon was still unconscious, or he simply was too embarrassed to wake up, so he pretended to be unconscious until Aon re-shooted the entire advertisement.

When everything settled down, it was already past midnight, and the zombies down there became more and more active.

Director Na felt that since the work was finished, they could disperse.

"Okay, let’s leave. There will be more zombies and it will be inconvenient for us."

Director Na directed the staff to pack up, and each of them were all waiting to be teleported back to their futuristic world.

At the same time, Cha M Leon was also teleported back to his "house" in the doomsday world, leaving only Aon who could easily leave the place without the help of a teleportation.

Aon simply said goodbye and rushed back to the villa.

After getting his second revenge by disgusting Cha M Leon until he fainted, all the little axolotl wanted to do was to lay down and sleep.

But when he entered the villa, he recalled one of the missions set by Director Ma.

[Sleeping for a minimum of 6 hours with your roommate]

Aon’s tired eyes instantly widened.

He stopped in front of Gwen’s bedroom and didn’t even dare to enter the room.

Gwen, the night owl who was clearly more active at night than during the day, noticed her personal beautician and food reserve just stood motionlessly in front of the door.

The sassy queen waved her hand and the door was immediately opened, revealing Aon’s conflicted face.

The guy looked like he was constipated!

Gwen raised an eyebrow and was about to ask when Aon’s optical watch suddenly let out a flash of red.

Ah. There’s a new message...from Director Ma!

Aon felt that Director Ma was finally useful for once, so he quickly smiled at Gwen apologetically and turned around to check the message.

Xing Xing, this little cat who was sleeping throughout the shooting just now, also woke up with a snort and peeked at Aon’s virtual screen.

Then, he saw the content of the message...and he almost blew his whiskers.

[Nyaaaaa! What’s wrong with this director, nyaaa?! Is he going to torture us to death, nya?? Why would he change the script, nyaa??]

The director…he actually wanted all six stars to come to a brand new location with their prospective roommates!

It’s past midnight! Everyone was tired, and the zombies were active!

Going out to a brand new place at such a time...

Isn’t this a suicide??

And they had to go there before two o’clock in the morning....

Doesn’t this mean they only have two hours left?!