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

"Cut!!!"

Kong Sheng's heart-wrenching roar echoed through the ruins.

There was a two-second silence on set.

Immediately afterwards, everyone rushed into the depths of the ruins like wasps leaving their nest.

"Hurry! Hurry, hurry, hurry!"

"Medical staff, stretcher!"

"Help! Save them!"

Inside the venue, almost everyone had already concluded that Yi Zheng was indeed dead.

The stagehands, lighting crew, props team, and even the extras were all running frantically toward Yi Zheng.

The heatwave, carrying the pungent smell of gunpowder, filled their nostrils, but it couldn't stop their eager steps.

Several staff members who were lying on the two-story-high scaffolding, setting up lighting and recording sound, were extremely anxious.

He even jumped off a high place.

No one even considered how to save people or what the procedure should be.

All everyone knew was to run, to get there first and think about the consequences later!

At this moment, in the minds of the hundreds of people present, only one undeniable and desperate thought remained—Yi Zheng was probably really dead.

Just as the crowd was about to rush into the vast expanse of yellow sand.

In the center of the ruins, the lifeless "corpse" moved.

A hand covered in black mud supported the ground.

Immediately afterwards, Yi slowly got up as if nothing had happened.

"Ah, Abuna!"

A sentence in a heavily accented island language suddenly emerged from the heart of the ruins.

Immediately afterwards, the figure that everyone thought was dead got up from the ground with utter nonchalance.

"It almost hit me."

stab-

This sentence caused the hundreds of people who were running wildly to suddenly slam on the brakes.

"ah????"

"Acting, acting???"

Not to mention the ordinary stagehands, the entire directing team was completely dumbfounded.

They've been making movies for so many years, they've seen all kinds of scenes.

How could a living person possibly control that feeling of complete muscle relaxation and utter cessation of life?

Just a second ago, the palpable sense of impending death still weighed heavily on everyone's hearts.

The helplessness Yi Zheng displayed when he collapsed, the illusion of his vital signs completely disappearing, even fooled all the veteran actors and directors present who had over a decade of experience in the industry.

"Fuck you."

"I'm already out of breath! And you're telling me it's all an act?"

"Wow, this acting is just too convincing!"

Outside the crowd, Team Qin was also panting heavily from running.

He braced himself on his knees with both hands, gasping for breath.

Looking at Yi Zheng, who was completely unharmed, the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

"No way! Has this guy been playing a dead body all these years?!"

Team Leader Qin shook his head.

"To be able to portray a corpse so convincingly as dead, you're a fucking genius!"

Not far away, Li Sisi, who had originally had a serious expression, also chuckled.

The loose-fitting short skirt slid up, revealing a large expanse of fair and delicate thigh skin.

She didn't care about revealing too much, nor did she care that her phone screen was already burning hot from the flood of comments.

Her legs went weak, and she collapsed to the ground.

She let the phone stand fall to the ground beneath her skirt, too lazy to even look at it anymore.

What live stream? Traffic.

Nothing is more comforting than the fact that Yi Zheng is still alive.

The screen was filled with bullet comments, making the phone scorching hot.

[No, is this something a human could act out?]

[I almost called 120 (emergency services), this acting is absolutely divine!]

[I was already prepared to give a wedding gift, and you're telling me it was all an act?]

[Huh? What did your phone capture?]

Wow, so white!

This live stream has been temporarily suspended due to suspected violations.

In the ruins, Yi Zheng brushed the dust off his body before raising his head.

He saw his colleagues in the room staring at him with question marks on their heads.

Yi Zheng also tilted his head and replied with a question mark emoji.

What?

I lay on the ground for a while.

Are you having a zombie outbreak?

Why are they all running towards me?

He touched his tofu pudding, his gaze sweeping across the crowd, finally landing on the scene crew leader in charge of planting the detonators.

Yi Zheng's eyes lit up, and he gave the man a thumbs up.

"Dude, that's awesome."

As he spoke, he gestured with his hand to indicate a tiny distance.

"It was just a tiny bit away, just this far away, and that wall would have hit me."

"Amazing! Your demolition skills are incredible!"

Not far away, the head of the demolition team heard Yi Zheng's words.

It doesn't feel like a compliment at all.

He stretched his neck forward and pointed to his own nose.

I?

Am I awesome?

Oh, heavens!

I almost smashed you to death!

The staff watched the two engage in this raw physical interaction, which finally brought a burst of laughter to the room.

Amidst the laughter and chatter, Yi Zheng, standing in the middle of the crowd, suddenly froze.

The familiar metallic sound echoed in my mind once again.

[Ding! The host has completed the hidden mission: Near-death Experience.]

[Hidden Item Obtained: Face Mask]

This is a magical mask that can even help you fool medical equipment!

Yi Zheng was taken aback, suddenly feeling something extra in his pocket.

He reached down and touched it.

My fingertips touched a soft, fibrous fabric.

Sure enough, it seemed as if his pocket had been connected to another higher dimension.

You can touch a seemingly ordinary face mask at any time.

He pondered to himself.

What's the point of this thing? Does it mean we'll have to fake illness to avoid filming schedules in the future?

However, something that's free is better than nothing; you never know when you might need it.

blah blah...

A piercing electrical hum shattered the noise on set.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound.

Just then, the last rays of the setting sun pierced through the clouds and shone on the film crew's signboard.

For some reason, seeing Kong Sheng's excited expression, everyone's faces flashed with excitement, anticipation, reluctance, and all sorts of other emotions.

a long time.

Everyone finally heard the words they had been waiting for.

"I hereby declare."

"Filming for 'Taking Time to Be Cautious' has wrapped!"