The Protector

Although the living and working conditions were tough, the shooting of the variety show in the barracks proceeded without a hitch.

They endured, for they knew that they were doing something different, and the outcome should be great. Most importantly, they would make a lot of money.

As they settled in slowly, they got used to the pace of life there. Seeking to further increase her popularity, Sarah queried, “Boss, can we broadcast live-stream from the barracks? My fans want to see what the army dorms look like.”

Pierre puffed a cigar and replied, “It’s up to you all. Let me tell you something. Since I’m the one who brought you all into this place to film a show, there’s nothing I can’t handle.”

“You’re amazing, boss! We admire you!” Sarah and the others cheered.

“It’s nothing! After all, I have connections all over Erudia. There’s nothing I can’t do!”

Pierre boasted as he gave his cigar the last puff before casually flicking the butt onto the grass.

A small patch of the grass where his cigar butt fell was burnt.

Following his permission, the internet influencers started their live-streaming.

the whole production crew started

a military base looks like. Here’s the battle tank, and

her to a phalanx of

Behold,

sounded excited as she introduced the sight. “I’ll jump onto the tank later and show

but she was also daring enough to climb up

here. Please go back to where you came from!” Immediately, one of the soldiers rushed to stop

shower? You reek of sweat!” Sarah furrowed her

of shooting or recording is

you dare to

stopping us? Why do you have to be such a busybody? If your superiors blame you

Sarah coldly replied.

done my broadcast. If you continue

photography and videography are strictly prohibited,”

tank after all. Why are you acting like no one has seen it before? It’s plastered all over the televisions, but no one said anything