Chapter 21: The March of Revenge! BaBy Faints in Fear! Reba Lies Stiff! [Please Vote]
After that incident, no one felt like drinking anymore; everyone returned to their rooms to prepare for sleep.
Lü Ming had just lain down in his room when he heard a knock at the door.
"Um... I... I..." BaBy stood barefoot at the doorway, clutching a suitcase, hesitating and unsure how to begin.
Lü Ming eyed him suspiciously. "Are you... are you stuttering too, just like me, since the talk about the novel?"
BaBy said nothing.
"Can we swap rooms?" BaBy rolled his eyes and explained, "My room has no hot water."
"Sure," Lü Ming said decisively, handing over his room and grabbing the suitcase to leave.
BaBy was somewhat surprised—other than being a bit talkative, this guy wasn’t as difficult as imagined.
After moving into the room originally assigned to BaBy, it wasn’t long before Big Black Bull Li Chen came knocking, holding a pillow. He said his room was a bit cramped and, being so broad-shouldered, he couldn’t stretch his arms properly. He asked to switch rooms, which Lü Ming didn’t refuse, freeing up another spot. Finally, no one came to disturb them.
The production team had set fixed camera positions in each room to enhance the show's authenticity and allow viewers a peek into the celebrities' real lives.
Knowing they were live-streamed, no one simply fell asleep; everyone wanted to show their best side in life.
Deng Chao was doing push-ups before bed; Chen Chichi, Wang Baoqiang, and Li Chen were lifting dumbbells; Wu Qian played guitar and composed, filling the courtyard with his singing to ensure viewers noticed. Two actresses were applying face masks and doing yoga stretches.
Teacher Huang seemed distracted, repeatedly studying a cookbook on camera. The seed of hatred had already sprouted in his heart. If other rooms hadn’t kept their lights on, he might have lost his patience and acted already!
“Go to sleep, everyone, hurry up!”
“If you fall asleep, it’s the end of Hu Ka!”
When the live camera cut to Lü Ming’s room, they saw him rummaging through his suitcase.
Inside, besides a few changes of clothes, it was packed full of spirits—everything from Erguotou to Wuliangye, all the well-known liquors, even two expensive bottles of Moutai!
He grabbed a bottle of Erguotou and threw it back in one gulp.
The spicy liquid burned down his throat, and the fiery sensation made Lü Ming exclaim with satisfaction: “Now this is the real spiritual nourishment! What was I drinking earlier? I need authentic good liquor to soothe my stomach!”
Feeling exhilarated from the burn of the liquor, Lü Ming stripped off his shirt, revealing clearly defined muscles in the air.
Then he continued to drink heartily.
[He calls hard liquor ‘beverages’?!]
[This guy is the true god of alcohol!]
[Remember, names might get mixed up, but nicknames never do!]
[Oh my, Hu Ka’s physique is actually so good—is it my imagination? Eight-pack abs and an incredibly defined V-line; his figure is more impressive than many fitness influencers I follow!]
[Those bodybuilders are all huge and rugged, mostly boasting big bulging muscles, but that’s superficial. Real fitness enthusiasts focus on body fat percentage, with Bruce Lee and Yu Yan as references—thin but explosive power, unlike the fake bulk from protein and chicken breast!]
[I’m a fitness coach, and I’m drooling here!]
[This kind of physique requires four to five years of rigorous discipline—how can someone who drinks so much maintain this?]
[Is this real?!]
[The fitness world is shaken!]
[Enough talk, I’m drooling! He’s way more handsome than Yu Yan.]
[So smooth, I want to touch!]
[I’m a Lü Ming fan, but after this, I’m losing my strength to roast him...]
[Friends, can I betray him?]
Although Lü Ming’s fans were shocked, seeing the barrage of praise for Hu Ka in the comments quickly prompted them to lash out: “Are you fangirls wavering already? Despicable!”
[Good physique doesn’t change the fact that he’s a beautiful mess; talent is the foundation of a star! Someone like Qian Bao with real skill is the beloved idol!]
[How many men who drink like this don’t have domestic violence issues? Wake up!]
[Hu Ming has gone bankrupt, how can he still afford Moutai?]
[He doesn’t act anymore, cries poverty online all day, yet drinks so lavishly in private—why pity Hu Ka?]
[Who even likes licking Lü Ming? Such people should be exposed quickly. Lü Ming ruined Zheng Jie’s future; every Lü Ming fan has a responsibility!]
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[Ping! Detected host is drinking ‘Red Star Erguotou’, ‘Charisma’ +5!]
[Ping! Detected host is drinking ‘Red Star Erguotou’, ‘Constitution’ +5!]
[Detected mild intoxication, ‘Vocal Foundation’ +100!]
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[Ping…]
[Detected moderate intoxication, received ‘Wu Xin Master 1’ script!]
[Ping…]
[‘Vocal Foundation’ advanced to LV3!]
[Detected deep intoxication, triggered ability lottery—]
[Congratulations, host gained ‘Throwing Skills’ (Professional Level)!]
Hearing the successive prompts in his mind, already drunk with glassy eyes, Lü Ming froze. Though his movements were clumsy, since he drank quickly, the alcohol hadn’t fully kicked in and his consciousness remained relatively clear.
He was amazed at his luck—he’d just drawn a script by chance.
‘Wu Xin Master’ was a hit show from a past life; if he filmed it on Blue Star, he’d surely become a sensation!
After all this hard drinking, his singing and acting skills were more than sufficient; drawing a script now gave him a clear direction to shine.
Satisfied, Lü Ming quickly checked his new ability.
‘Throwing Skills’ (Professional Level): Greatly enhances your wrist and arm strength and improves accuracy and hit rate when throwing objects.
Lü Ming was a bit surprised.
What use did this skill have for a celebrity?
Stars don’t throw shot puts; at best, it could help in wooing women... or catching dolls?
He laughed bitterly but felt the obvious increase in hand strength and decided to treat it as a fitness skill. The doll-catching bonus was just a gift—more skills never hurt.
After downing a jin of Erguotou and gaining so much, Lü Ming turned off the lights and went to bed contentedly.
The other celebrities pretended for a while longer but, seeing their goals met, also turned off their lights and slept.
As midnight approached, snoring filled the courtyard. The two actresses were truly exhausted and didn’t wake despite the noise.
Though the live cameras remained on, the screen was pitch black; the hallway was empty, and many viewers had logged off.
Only a few fans and thrill-seekers remained vigilantly watching the stream.
Both sides believed Lü Ming was dead drunk, and since none of the rooms had locks, Teacher Huang and Wu Qian were unlikely to miss this rare chance for revenge.
Under expectant gazes, a sneaky figure tiptoed down the dimly lit corridor.
It was none other than Teacher Huang!
In his hands, he carried a roll of tape and a tube of mustard, with several large glue traps tucked under his arm—fully equipped.
He quietly approached a door—the room previously assigned to BaBy. Earlier surveillance confirmed Lü Ming had dragged his suitcase inside; it had to be this one.
[???]
[Did he enter the wrong room?!]
[Oh no, Teacher Huang probably doesn’t know Hu Ka swapped rooms with Big Black Bull.]
[Something’s going to happen!]
Inside the dim room, Big Black Bull was fast asleep, his blanket pulled over his head, with only his legs exposed—likely because the loud snoring next door kept him awake before.
Only faint moonlight spilled through the window. Teacher Huang, nervous and new to this, didn’t linger to observe. He carefully wrapped tape around both sides, covering the sleeper’s face completely, then evenly smeared mustard on the tape.
Finished and heart pounding, Teacher Huang quickly left the room.
He then laid out three large glue traps at the doorway and hallway corner, taped several obstacles across the hallway, and spread mustard evenly.
“All set, just waiting for the right moment.”
“Hu Ka, tonight is your final day!”
The thought of Hu Ka waking and stumbling into traps thrilled Teacher Huang.
Half an hour later, Wu Qian’s door opened.
He wore a Qing Dynasty official’s robe, his hair wild, face grotesque and terrifying—flesh rotting in large patches, crimson blood oozing from gaps. His protruding eyeballs were bloodshot and uneven, especially his long, black nails, sharp enough to kill with a poke!
[Holy crap!]
[A zi... a zombie?!]
[Am I really in a variety show live stream? Playing a horror movie at midnight?!]
[I was nearly asleep but one glance at the stream woke me up instantly!]
[Calm down, calm down. No supernatural events here—I’m just an NPC in a haunted house. This skin mask and gloves are rubber, looks real but aren’t.]
[Phew, that scared me!]
[But the question is, who’s inside?]
[That room belongs to Qian Bao!]
[I knew it, Qiao will definitely take revenge!]
[Even through the screen, I’m jolted awake. If Hu Ka saw this at midnight, he’d probably pee himself!]
[Scared to pee? If I got this scared drunk and woken up, my heart might stop on the spot!]
[This guy’s gear is too professional—he obviously planned this from the start. He never intended to spare Hu Ka.]
[Worth staying up for! The most anticipated episode is finally here!]
[The end of Hu Ka!]
The comments suddenly flooded with excitement.
Some viewers on the verge of sleep suddenly sprang awake, eagerly staring at the screen, waiting for Hu Ka to be scared out of his wits.
But when the zombie’s movement was seen, Meggie gasped, “Wait, he’s not going to Hu Ka’s room!”
[???]
[That room belongs to BaBy!]
[Nooo!!]
At this moment, Wu Qian, disguised as the zombie, reached Lü Ming’s original room. Wrapped tightly in his silicone skin suit, he whispered excitedly, “No mistake—the show assigned that room to him originally. I saw Hu Ka enter it myself.”
“Old grudges and new scores, today’s your reckoning, Qian!”
Wu Qian adjusted his outfit, steadied his nerves, swallowed to avoid choking when he howled, then burst through the door, jumping in and letting out a chilling scream:
“Ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho!”
Sleeping BaBy was startled awake. Drowsy, she looked toward the door and saw a tall, eerie zombie wearing a hat leaping right in front of her!
The surroundings were pitch black; faint moonlight illuminated the grotesque, bloody face, causing BaBy’s pupils to dilate in terror.
Almost reflexively, she sat upright from the floor, screaming hysterically:
“Ahhhhhhh!”
Her scream echoed through the courtyard.
Not just the stars, but even the production staff sleeping outside were jolted awake, trembling in fright.
“What’s going on?!”
“Holy crap!”
“What happened?!”
“That’s BaBy’s voice!”
Members of the brotherhood woke in confusion, listening to the piercing scream.
BaBy’s scream lasted only two seconds...
When the zombie’s ten-centimeter-long nail poked her neck, its terrifying face looming close, mouth split open into a horrifying roar, BaBy’s eyes rolled back, legs kicked out, and she stiffened, collapsing lifelessly to the floor!
Her heartbeat stopped instantly.
The zombie was stunned.
“Wait, why is this BaBy...” Wu Qian, beneath the mask, was at a loss.
He hurried forward to lift BaBy, but the long nails got in the way, and he fumbled repeatedly without success.
At that moment, Re Ba, closest to BaBy’s room, rushed over. Seeing a Qing Dynasty official’s back furiously poking BaBy with monstrous nails, and her lying motionless, Re Ba’s mind went blank—she froze!
The zombie turned, pointing its dark, terrifying nails at her, muttering something.
Re Ba couldn’t understand, only seeing moonlight on the bloodshot, bulging eye; the grotesque, decaying face; and the bloodied mouth—all signs of one thing:
BaBy had been bitten by the zombie!
“Ahhhhhhh!”
Re Ba screamed to the heavens, instinctively running wildly but accidentally crashed into the thick wall with a thud. After a terrified whimper, she collapsed stiffly to the floor!
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