Kieran walked out of the door and saw a man with a staff card standing there.
The man was slightly plump and had a full beard. His job card showed that he was an assistant director, and his name was written as' Li '.
"Why aren't you wearing any makeup?
Forget it! Hurry up!
It's your turn soon!
Follow me! "
The man saw Kieran walk over and sized him up from head to toe. His eyes showed surprise but he quickly urged Kieran impatiently.
Kieran didn't say anything as he followed the man down the corridor. After three turns, they arrived at the end of the corridor.
The door at the end was covered by a thick curtain but faint breathing came from inside.
With Kieran's peak Intuition, he heard everything clearly.
Kieran quietly looked at the assistant director who led the way.
"Go in."
The assistant director was still impatient but his face showed a sense of schadenfreude.
Kieran, who had watched some so-called reality shows before, immediately knew what was going on.
He pulled the curtain open.
A strong light and a microphone appeared before his eyes, especially the host's microphone.
Especially the host's microphone, which he wished he could press against his nose.
At the same time, a cheerful voice sounded.
"Hello, Contestant 2567."
A skinny man with a mustache and smiling eyes appeared in front of Kieran and greeted him according to the script.
However, what the skinny man saw was an expressionless face and a cold gaze.
Kieran's expression shocked the host, cameraman, and lighting man. Compared to the other shamans who were startled, Kieran's reaction was a little too calm, especially his gaze. It wasn't just calm, it even sent chills down one's spine.
The host, cameraman, and lighting man twisted their bodies unnaturally.
Still, they were professionals.
The host quickly changed the topic since he failed to scare Kieran.
"What a strange name but it shouldn't be anything special among the shamans.
Then … "
"Contestant 2567, do you have anything to say?"
The host asked.
"No."
Kieran replied coldly.
"No?"
"Don't you have anything to say to your parents, relatives, and friends?"
The host made an exaggerated expression and continued to ask.
"No."
Kieran was still indifferent.
"Alright, Contestant 2567, if there's nothing else you want to say, let's begin today's highlight. You've passed the audition and entered our show."
"Our production team is well aware of your abilities, but the audience doesn't know about it."
"So, please show me."
As the host spoke, he made a gesture of invitation.
The other party, the cameraman, and the lighting technician couldn't help but smile.
It was very well hidden.
However, Kieran, who had been paying attention to him, saw it clearly.
Kieran was very familiar with this smile.
Countless people had appeared in front of him with such a smile on their faces, using his tragic life experience and miserable living conditions as a joke.
After making the people around them laugh out loud, the other party would pretend to apologize sincerely.
"Sorry, it was just a joke."
"Are you okay? It was just a joke, don't tell me you can't even take a joke? "
Kieran had repeated the same words countless times.
But no matter how many times he heard it, he didn't think it was a joke.
Joy itself was beautiful.
But a joke built on someone else's pain wasn't as beautiful.
So, Kieran used his actions to tell those who said it was a joke what the price was.
Fists were common.
Beer bottles were common.
Benches and bricks were easy to use.
Then?
He was attacked by a group of people, isolated, and criticized for not fitting in.
The ugliness of the human heart was displayed vividly at that moment.
The first lesson of society told Kieran how heavy the price of not fitting in was: he didn't get the pay he deserved and was fired without any reason.
In the education of society, some people learned to compromise while others continued to do things their own way and were criticized by others.
The former lived a better life.
The latter lived a harder life.
Unfortunately, Kieran was the latter.
He didn't want to compromise, he didn't want to compromise, and he didn't want to fit in with those people.
He lived in his own way.
It was difficult.
But he was at ease.
As for those people?
Of course, Kieran remembered.
His memory had always been very good, especially when someone reminded him, he couldn't forget it even if he wanted to.
Someone said to let it go?
What right did someone have to tell him to let it go if he didn't experience it personally?
Remember, when someone told you to let it go as a bystander, pick up the brick beside you, hit the person hard, and tell him that I hit you, but you have to let it go.
If the person really let it go, then you can try to listen to him.
If the person didn't let it go?
Then give him another hit with the brick!
Tell him what society was.
So, at this moment, the coldness in Kieran's eyes became more and more intense.
Not only because the host in front of him reminded him of those unpleasant past, but also because the host was definitely the kind of bystander who was complacent.
Kieran didn't have a brick with him.
It was a little regretful.
So, he chose a more direct method.
He slightly released some murderous aura.
The murderous aura that slaughtered thousands of creatures appeared at this moment.
Maybe the core power was sealed.
Maybe the attributes dropped.
Maybe the items were sealed.
But it didn't mean Kieran had no way to deal with it.
Wung!
The host, cameraman, and lighting engineer's heart skipped a beat. Then, they realized the man standing in front of them had turned into a ferocious beast that chose its prey.
They smelled a fishy stench in their noses.
It was the flow of blood.
They heard wails in their ears.
It was the loss of life.
"Aaah!"
The host, cameraman, and lighting engineer couldn't help but cry out in shock.
They backed off a few meters away before they panted heavily.
Then, they looked at Kieran with doubtful eyes.
Kieran was still the same.
His cold, expressionless face.
No ferocious beast.
No blood.
No wails either.
Everything seemed to be an illusion.
"Ha, ha, it's just a joke.
It's just that our Contestant 2567 doesn't have a sense of humor. Then, let's officially begin — Contestant 2567, please walk forward.
There are three doors there.
"One of the doors is the one I just passed."
I need you to find that door … "
The host diverted the topic with a dry laugh. He wanted to use more words to cover up the awkwardness, but before he could finish, the voice stopped abruptly.
Because Kieran walked over, opened one of the doors, and walked in.
No doubt, it was the right choice.
Just like how the host's joke wasn't funny at all.
It was …
The truth.
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