Aon felt that he was quite popular even among so many contestants.
After all, he had just debuted for less than a month.
Isn't that impressive?
How co the handso guy number five couldn't see this?!
Ah! Maybe he should have chosen a female model! Males are all unreliable!
Just when Aon resigned himself to enter the battle royale for a second chance, his optical watch suddenly flickered.
Then, a notification that sounded like the voice of heaven entered his ears.
[DING! Congratulations, you have been accepted! Please go to the grid number five~]
Aon almost kneeled on the spot.
Omg!! Is this real? Is this real??
How co that stinky model suddenly thought of choosing him??
Well, the "stinky male model", lan Cho Lie, a popular local model as popular as Loli Thea, also didn't know why he chose Aon.
Is it a slip of the finger?
But looking at the boy's track records, he did rise to fa so quickly compared to his peers.
He's a natural traffic that could attract attention everywhere he goes.
Not to ntion that so official posts said that this boy was secretly good at styling and had his own fashion designs in private.
Although lan Cho Lie didn't really believe this statent, his intuition told him that choosing the boy wouldn't hurt much.
Anyway, let the people he accepted fight for the final winner and whoever won would be the strongest, right?
Just like that, Aon walked to the grid number five and imdiately received glares from the contestants at the number five grid.
"Who is this? How co I've never seen him before?"
"Look, he's a purple light. He's not even as popular as us, the green and blue light!"
In this group, there were two red light contestants, one blue light and one green light.
Aon was the only one with purple light.
The blue and green light contestants ans that they were popular even when they didn't have the basics of being stylist and designers.
With such a configuration...why choose a purple light contestant?
Now, Aon doubted the stinky male model chose him just because of an accident!
However, before Aon could talk to the other four contestants in the sa grid as him, red light screens suddenly rose from four corners of the grid, forming a box that instantly trapped the five contestants inside.
A few other grids around also had similar red "boxes", which were extrely conspicuous in the dark studio.
The other four contestants, especially the more timid stylists and designers, almost scread on the spot.
"What's going on? Are we eliminated or sothing?"
The red light screen looked too ominous!
Renmu didn't let the timid stylists and designers be scared for a long ti as he quickly spoke with a smiling voice,
"Dear survivors, don't panic! The red box ans that your model has decided not to accept any more contestants~ "
Among thirty grids, more than five already turned into red boxes.
There were fewer and fewer "open grids" for the contestants who weren't chosen yet!
These people would definitely be thrown into the battle royale and only a few people could co out to be "spare contestants" or challengers.
Knowing this, Aon subconsciously sighed in relief.
Hahaha! He's indeed a lucky guy! He actually dodged the battle royale and only had to fight with four contestants!
Well, two of the four people looked ...so his chance of advancing to be one of the thirty official contestants seed small...
Just when Aon was thinking about the future challenge, the rest of the grids also turned into one red box after another.
In less than a minute, all thirty grids beca red boxes, leaving more than two hundred contestants behind.
The more than two hundred thousand contestants who were chosen instantly had pale faces.
Aon even saw the five "fellow villagers" who wanted to take advantage of him among those who were not chosen!
He almost laughed out loud.
The unworthy contestants had disbelief all over their faces because there were actually a few contestants with blue or green light, which ans that they were at least a one-star celebrity, no less famous than the thirty models.
But who told them to be "aggressive" that the models were afraid these people would rob their own lilight?
These people were destined to fight in a battle royale with the other purple light contestants!
When the two-way selection was over, the beam of light disappeared, letting darkness swallow the rest of the leftover contestants.
Unknown to the other contestants, these people disappeared one after another, apparently entering a doomsday world to start their battle royale.
Well, even if there were only a few caras recording the battle royale, it was also a chance for these people to perform well because many people who loved actions more than dress-up gas rushed to the designated Livestream rooms for the battle royale.
After the leftovers were gone, Renmu looked at the remaining people inside the boxes and smiled like a cunning tiger.
"Dear survivors, it's ti for a PK among yourselves! We will explain the rules after you arrive at the venue~"
Once Renmu's words dropped, Aon saw blue lights all over his body and the next second, the entire world spun around.
Ah. It's the familiar teleportation, but it was more advanced because he didn't even see the doomsday gate!
What the contestants didn't know was that the tiles under their shoes were actually a hidden doomsday gate.
One after another, the contestants disappeared, leaving behind their personal fancam screen floating in the air for the models to see.
Naturally, the number of livestream rooms on the audience's screens also increased, following the number of the surviving contestants.
Aon only blinked, and the next second, he arrived at a familiar desolate place that looked like it had been abandoned for a long ti.
From the dark studio to the blue sky, everything was so different that Aon couldn't adapt for a mont.
But then, his eyes were quickly attracted to the strange surroundings.
Is it just his feelings or there were too many...stones?
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