"Zhang Guangmu Still Can't Hear!"

Zhang Guangmu slammed the door shut and immediately retreated several steps.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Bullets pierced through the door, and sunlight streamed into the house through the holes.

For the first time in his life, Zhang Guangmu had a gun pointed at him. Yet he was not nervous in the slightest. If anything, he felt a little sorry for the other party.

The man shooting at him was Chu Fan, the Protagonist of "Endless Food Bag."

This guy truly had it rough.

Originally, his Character Setting had been that of a devoted romantic. He had spent years starring in Overbearing CEO films and had indeed achieved some success over the past decade. Now that he was getting older and could no longer maintain his popularity with his sunny, handsome face alone, he had begun transitioning toward the image of an iron-blooded Tough Guy.

Yet this first film had completely underperformed. His devoted-lover Character Setting had utterly collapsed, and his Fans had all turned Traitor.

After leaving the Infiltration Pod, Chu Fan would probably suffer a social death on the spot.

It was foreseeable that after filming "Endless Food Bag," Chu Fan's popularity would plummet. It would be difficult for him to get another film role afterward.

"Zhang Guangmu, you damned Traitor! Get out here!"

Chu Fan's furious voice came from outside the door.

Zhang Guangmu blinked when he heard that.

Even without getting information for free from the audience members who had turned into little White Balls, he could guess that this was some stunt pulled by the Production Team.

But seriously, they had only given Chu Fan the slightest nudge, and he had immediately believed Zhang Guangmu was a Traitor?

Where had his brain gone?

Had Zombies eaten it?

Ah, no, wrong setting. Although "Endless Food Bag" did have an apocalyptic backdrop, there were no Zombies in this world. Instead, it carried a hint of fantasy.

Facing the enraged Chu Fan, Zhang Guangmu shouted back, "I'm not a Traitor!"

Chu Fan seemed to have brought quite a few henchmen. Though they did not Rush Into the room, he still had the leisure to argue with Zhang Guangmu. "You say you're not a Traitor. Where's your proof?"

Despite saying that, the gunfire never stopped for even a moment.

Looking at the ever-increasing holes in the door, Zhang Guangmu was speechless. "If I said you were an Idiot, would you need to provide proof that you weren't?"

"Whoever makes the accusation bears the burden of proof. Don't you understand even that? Isn't that completely unreasonable?"

Chu Fan seemed thoroughly choked by that. Unable to win with Trash talk, he pondered for a while before snarling, "Come out! Let's have a proper talk!"

The moment he finished speaking, clusters of small white Balls crashed through the walls. The audience members following the story immediately began chattering all at once.

"Zhang Guangmu! Don't listen to him! That asshole Chu Fan has his gun pointed right this way!"

"Exactly! The second you go out, they'll probably gun you down immediately!"

"Why are all of you so immersed?"

"Seriously, you're all yammering away here, but Zhang Guangmu can't hear you!"

No.

He could actually hear them perfectly well.

The intelligence he had gotten for free from the nation's fine audience immediately made Zhang Guangmu abandon the thought of walking out and having a normal conversation with Chu Fan.

The other man had completely lost his mind. There was no way to communicate with him.

Zhang Guangmu lifted his gaze slightly and replied through the door riddled with holes, "Salty bait and a straight hook! That's not how you fish! Why would I come out? So you can shoot me dead?"

Seeing his response, several members of the floating Xiao Bai Group became so excited that they transformed on the spot.

"Clever Youth! Nicely done!"

"Smart kid! Don't go out! Piss him off!"

"Chu Fan's such an Idiot. He's being played like a fiddle and doesn't even realize it. Did he put all his attribute Points into Appearance Value while he was still in the womb? Not a single Point in intelligence? I'm honestly impressed!"

"If Zhang Guangmu really gets killed by Chu Fan, then this film will be too miserable, too tragic. So tragic that I won't be able to keep watching."

"So no matter what, keep it up! Little Brother who's been getting beaten up ever since he appeared!"

"Hehe, I'm happy!"

"Don't celebrate too soon... Chu Fan has a gun, while Zhang Guangmu doesn't even have a knife. The gap in Combat Power is way too huge. What's he supposed to fight with?"

"Damn! Is the Screenwriter insane? This script is utter garbage. Was the Combat Power balance designed with their feet?"

"This Zhang Guangmu already has Fans? From the way you people are talking, the filter effect is way too obvious. Tone it down a little, okay? Don't bring hate onto the Rookie! He's still small-time right now and can't withstand too many haters!"

"You say that, but aren't you looking at him like a mom fan too?"

"No male moms! No male moms!"

This round clearly did not let him overhear any useful information.

The good news was that he had Fans now.

Hahahaha!

Awesome!

Zhang Guangmu was ecstatic inside, but he forced himself to appear calm. He desperately suppressed the upward curl of his lips as his heart surged with emotion.

Hard work would not go to waste!

Effort would always be rewarded!

Everything I, Zhang Guangmu, have today came from my own struggle!

"Book of Acting," Add Points for Master!

Raise my marksmanship to godlike level!

"..."

Yet nothing happened.

Zhang Guangmu suddenly remembered that his current "Usable Ability Points" still stood at a big fat zero.

Then...

Then never mind.

Just as Zhang Guangmu was feeling a little embarrassed by his own inner thoughts, Chu Fan's voice from outside timely dispelled his awkwardness.

"Zhao Zhengrong is already dead!"

"The entire Changhe Survivor Camp is under my jurisdiction from now on! You have no one to rely on anymore!"

The smile gradually vanished from Zhang Guangmu's face.

Clearly, as the Protagonist of this production, Chu Fan did not merely have the Endless Food Bag at his side. The Production Team had also personally given him a Combat Power cheat.

Those two pistols with infinite bullets were merely part of it. Otherwise, with his shooting skills, how could he possibly make Boss Zhao Receive Bento?

Listening to the chaotic gunfire outside, Zhang Guangmu understood instantly.

"Powerful Henchmen Team..."

"Got it."

After pondering for a moment, Zhang Guangmu called out brightly, "Brother Chu, your shooting is terrible. If you want to kill me, you'll probably have to fire dozens of shots, right?"

"How about we both put down our guns and have a one-on-one duel like Real Men?"

He was talking nonsense to stall for time.

After all, he did not have a gun at all.

Chu Fan gave no response whatsoever to Zhang Guangmu's shout.

Yet Zhang Guangmu suddenly noticed that the gunfire outside, which had been gradually weakening, had abruptly become intense again.

He cautiously made his way to the Window Side. When he saw that Chu Fan was no longer waiting for prey at the stump but had joined the fight, Zhang Guangmu immediately kicked open the door riddled with holes and Rush Into the courtyard.

At this moment, the two sides in the melee were easy to distinguish.

Everyone on Chu Fan's side wore White Bulletproof Vests.

The remaining Soldiers on Zhao Zhengrong's side wore a hodgepodge of clothing. Without their boss to lead them, they were a scattered mess.

Zhang Guangmu could clearly sense that the Protagonist Group held the greater advantage. They had superior equipment and were better nourished; every one of them was nimble and brimming with energy.

The only reason the two sides could fight back and forth was the burst of morale stirred up by Boss Zhao's death.

The saying "Grieving Soldiers Must Win" meant that an army filled with grief and indignation would bravely resist its enemies and be more likely to win.

Unfortunately, that morale clearly would not last much longer.

Zhang Guangmu stripped a gun with the safety off from the nearest corpse and voluntarily Rush Into the battlefield.

Though he lacked a Bulletproof Helmet, the situation was urgent. He could only go all out!

Little Friends, see you tomorrow!

Hehe!

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