So buildings looked like stone buildings and even a part of the road looked like it was made of stones.
Maybe this world just likes to use stone materials for their infrastructure?
Aon didn't dare to be rash and just stood at his place quietly, waiting for Renmu, the MC, to give instructions.
Aon didn't wait for long because soon, Renmu's voice sounded in the earphones that Aon was wearing,
"Hello, hello, can you guys hear ? I know you can. Okay, here's your test content."
Renmu cleared his throat in a pretentious way before he elaborated the missions that these winning contestants had to do.
"First of all, you guys need to find a model. The model can be anyone around you. After that, you have to style your model with clothes you can find around."
It sounded easy.
"As for who will win the battle, the judges will give the score and the audience will vote for you~" Renmu teased with a smiling tone.
"Oh, yes, the judges' score counted for 70% while the audience's votes counted for 30%."
So, the judges' score is still more important, but if you don't have a good score, the audience's votes might be able to help.
Only then Aon understood why this variety show was called a survival show.
It must be similar to those idol survival shows where the contestants advanced relying on the audience's votes.
After Renmu explained the mission, he didn't say anything more and just left.
He didn't even tell the contestants about the world they were in!
Aon beca even more cautious with his surroundings.
Xing Xing, who was hiding in Aon's mind, also ca out and looked around with wary eyes.
[ow, ow, dad, we should find a model first, nyaaa. Maybe a survivor or sothing like that, nya~]
[Yeah. Let's walk out of this street and find a survivor base or sothing]
Aon took off the small frying pan hanging on his waist and the frying pan imdiately beca larger on its own.
A few audiences who saw this trick imdiately exclaid in unison.
[What.Da.Hell]:
What, what, what?? What da hell?? That frying pan isn't an accessory??
[DetectiveCanon]:
Isn't this the frying pan from [My Alien Roommate]? Did Aon modify it or sothing?
[WhoIsThisDiva]:
What a diva. The modified frying pan looks cool! Go, go, diva!
With a decent "weapon" in hand, Aon walked out of the street without eting a single alien or strange person.
As usual, the program's team always dropped off people at the safest place so that they wouldn't be attacked just after they teleported into the new world.
But this calm didn't last long.
When Aon left the empty street and turned to the left, entering another street, the boy suddenly paused on the spot.
Xing Xing held his breath, not daring to let out a noise at all.
Even Peter Pan trembled slightly, revealing its uneasy mood.
[T-that, that, ow, ow, dad...]
After the initial shock, Xing Xing slowly crawled into Aon's arms and stayed there, not wanting to look at the street in front of it.
Aon was speechless.
He couldn't bla Xing Xing for being cowardly because he...he also wanted to run away, ah!
What appeared in front of the trio was not a street full of zombies or anything, but it was worse than zombies.
Aon saw a huge street full of...statues.
Yes, stone statues. But the stone statues were actually walking around, as if it was alive.
Aon could tell with a glance that these walking statues were not statues who ca alive but humans who turned into living statues.
Only the clothes on their bodies remained as it were, not turning into stone statues.
Wherever the living statues pass through, the road would turn into stones, slowly turning the whole place into an eerie stone kingdom.
Aon had a chill from head to toe.
What the hell is this creature??
So this is the "model" that they had to use??
Aon felt that it was not that simple.
Maybe they only had to grab the clothes from these statues and find so survivors to be their models!
Regardless of what the program's team was planning to do, Aon wanted to avoid risk and find an abandoned clothing store instead.
But who knew that when Aon went to another street, that street was also full of living statues!
One after another, all the areas around were full of living statues, walking slowly and heavily across the city.
The only "safe place" was not that safe either because soon, so living statues from other areas ca pouring into the empty road, turning the place into another stone kingdom.
Aon was once again speechless.
What is this? How could he find clothing stores if there were too many living statues around?
Might as well snatch the clothes from these statues!
The other contestants, especially doomsday stars, had the sa thought as Aon, but the pure stylists and designers were too timid to approach the living statues.
They all insisted on finding an abandoned clothing store in the mall or other places, even if they had to walk far away!
Aon looked at the statues walking around the street and slowly approached the one closest to him— a statue that looked like an adult woman.
This statue looked the weakest among the others because it walked slower and often stopped moving for a while.
Maybe it wasn't aggressive at all.
With this thought, Aon stretched his hand towards the woman's clothes, not caring that he was essentially stripping a woman off her clothes.
But maybe the woman was moving, Aon's fingers didn't touch the clothing and lightly touched the woman's stone skin.
The mont Aon's finger touched the stone skin, sothing happened.
The stone skin actually wriggled, like a living organism, and it quickly spread towards Aon's finger!
"The fck— "
Aon subconsciously retracted his finger, but the tip of his finger was still stained by the stone skin.
Then, under Aon's unbelieving eyes, the tip of his finger slowly hardened and soon turned into a piece of stone finger.
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