Playing the Eighth Route Army, the system is forcing this on me?

Boom!

The muffled sound of the building collapsing exploded without warning over the film set.

A cloud of yellow sand, carrying the acrid smell of gunpowder, swept in from all directions.

On set, dust instantly billowed up.

"Grass……"

Kong Sheng's hand, which was holding the megaphone, froze in mid-air.

He's completely gone mad!

"Grass!"

"Damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it!!!!"

His tongue seemed tied in knots, and his eyes stared desperately at the churning, yellow sand of ruins.

It was like a fleeting spark in my mind.

Then, suddenly everything went silent except for a buzzing sound.

It’s over.

That's it, it's completely over.

At this moment, Kong Sheng's eyeballs bulged outwards in a terrifying manner.

The eyelids, uncontrollably, curl inwards towards the eye socket.

He could even seem to see his own expression...

despair!

In my mind, the memories of last night played back frame by frame like a movie.

The assistant director patted his chest and said he knew everything about PUA employees.

Even if these guys stayed up all night burying these detonators, he would still make sure they were all buried!

"Damn it..."

The muscles on Kong Sheng's face drooped uncontrollably, one by one.

I knew it!

Do not bury detonators at night!

Damn it, don't bury detonators at night!!!

What an idiot!

Take a solid picture of this wall.

Even if a person doesn't die, they'll be crippled!

This is no ordinary filming accident.

Yi Zheng is currently trending on several hot searches, and his popularity is frighteningly high.

If I were to die on set today, tomorrow's headlines would bury the entire "Enjoy Your Leisure" crew alive!

Even more deadly is...

Kong Sheng's heart was bleeding, and his hands were trembling uncontrollably.

He has been acting for half his life and has seen countless so-called classically trained geniuses and veteran actors.

But he hadn't seen a genius like Yi Zheng in over a decade, one who could portray a Japanese soldier in such a chilling way that even a misstep could be brought to life!

This kid is only in his early twenties.

He didn't sign with a company, had no connections, and relied entirely on his own hard-earned skills.

His future should have been bright.

But now, all of this will be buried in the ground along with this wall!

Especially that scene just now, that was a masterpiece worthy of being recorded in film history!

I'm so damn stupid!

How did I get so engrossed in watching that I forgot to call "cut"?

I'm so damn stupid!!!

Good heavens, are you really that blind?

Could it be that heaven truly envies talented individuals?!

The sweltering heat of midsummer swept across everyone's faces once again.

The entire film set was deathly silent except for the soft rustling of falling gravel.

Everyone was so shocked by this sudden turn of events that they forgot to think.

Suddenly, a heart-wrenching scream shattered the silence.

"What are you all standing there for!"

Li Sisi stood on the periphery of the crowd and rushed towards the ruins without regard for anything else.

"Help! Someone save them!!!"

That cry was filled with the force of a sob.

It forcefully pulled everyone at the scene back to their senses from their daze.

"Yes, yes, yes, yes!"

"Quick, quick, save them!"

The stagehands, prop masters, lighting technicians, and extras.

Even Confucius was one of them.

Everyone's eyes were red.

Almost simultaneously, they rushed towards Yi Zheng like madmen.

It looked like someone was about to rush into the filming area from the crowd.

"Wait!"

A slightly hoarse voice came from the walkie-talkie, sounding like an order that was being given while the speaker was trying to lower their voice.

Everyone held their breath.

That sound?

He's the lead photographer responsible for close-up shots!

Kong Sheng was taken aback, as if he had suddenly thought of something.

He scrambled and crawled back to the monitor.

On the screen, swirling, gray smoke and dust were still visible.

The scene was so quiet that even the cicadas, which usually sing in the height of summer, had fallen silent.

next second.

In the deepest part of the boundless sand, a blurry human figure fades into the distance.

"Yi Zheng?"

"It's Yi Zheng!"

"Yi Zheng?"

"Yi Zheng!!"

Everyone present was unable to organize their thoughts.

There was only one name in my mind—

Yi Zheng!

On the screen.

All that could be seen was Yi Zheng's silhouette swaying amidst the rolling sand and dust.

The hissing sound of sand and dust gradually faded from the recording equipment.

Once again, that chilling, deep voice rang out.

"Tian Di, Xuanhuang!"

"Fifth Uncle, the Primordial Era!"

"While crossing the river, I was constantly checking my direction!"

"Stay put, confirm the direction!"

At this moment, Yi Zheng seemed to have completely gone mad.

They didn't make a single wrong move because of the building's unexpected collapse!

He remained in character for a single second throughout the entire performance.

Even though the building had collapsed just centimeters from his side.

He remains that war criminal who has lost his soul!

He mumbled his lines and limped forward.

Every step was precisely placed at that strange, rhythmic beat.

The scalding sand hit his face, but he didn't even blink.

He approached the camera step by step.

Until that blood-stained and crazed face completely filled the monitor screen.

He happened to walk right in front of the camera.

The glaring lights ahead were reflected in his unfocused pupils.

His chapped lips parted slightly.

As if using the last bit of strength, he recited a line that wasn't even in the script.

"Dragon Kingdom りゅうこく."

"Peace!"

"..."

"Peace……"

The voice just fell.

puff.

Yi Zheng's knees buckled, and he collapsed heavily in front of the camera like a dead tree.

It kicked up a circle of dust.

This collapse seemed to shatter the last vestige of life in Okawara.

This collapse seems to symbolize the island nation's complete defeat.

Time, at this moment, completely stopped!

A gust of wind swept across the ruins, carrying with it a mournful sound.

Kong Sheng hid behind the monitor, his hands gripping his mouth tightly.

Adding more scenes?

Improvisation on the spot?

If Yi Zheng's awkward, staggering back before the house collapsed was already enough to be considered legendary, then...

So what does this mean now?

Having walked on the edge of life and death, he not only didn't break character, but instead used the real dust in the sky to push that sense of despair at the end of the road to a height that ordinary people could never reach!

This man is very strong!

Let's look at Yi Zheng on the ruins.

He remained motionless in the pile of rubble, as if he were truly dead.

Standing not far away, Li Sisi was no longer paying attention to the barrage of comments in the live stream.

She clenched her fists so tightly that her nails dug deep into her flesh.

His face was filled with anxiety.

My gaze kept shifting back and forth between the director and Yi Zheng.

Card!

Why not call a halt?

Why aren't you going to save them?

She wanted to shout, but at that moment, it was as if she had lost her voice and could not make a sound.

At this moment, the hourglass of time seemed to flow exceptionally slowly.

one second.

two seconds.

three seconds...

Those three seconds felt like an eternity.

It's not just Li Sisi.

Hundreds of staff members were frozen in place.

Besides admiration and awe at this god-like acting, everyone also had the same chilling question swirling in their minds.

Yi Zheng...

Could it be that he really died there?!

After all, with such a commotion just now, with rocks flying everywhere, no one could guarantee that he would be unharmed.

The way he lay there looked just like a corpse that had lost all signs of life.

This incredibly realistic sense of death, seen through the lens, strikes directly at the soul of every viewer.

Dead silence.

An annihilation-like stillness!

A full five seconds passed.

Kong Shengcai seemed to have just regained his breath.

His hands trembled as he picked up the large loudspeaker from the ground.

He even forgot to turn on the switch on the side of the horn.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

The scene was so quiet you could hear a pin drop!

He tried his best, with his already hoarse voice, to squeeze out that word.

After failing to pronounce the sound, he used all his strength.

With a voice that sounded like a wail of excitement.

He shouted it out.

"ke...k..."

"Card!"

Give me the card!!!!!!!!!