A Blank Slate Regression for the Idol That Lost His Original Mindset - Chapter 330

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A Regression Guide for Idols Who Lost Their Initial Intentions Episode 330

“No, hyung. Why the MacGyver knife when there are other good things? It’s not too late even now, so quickly get the burner…”

“Alright, selection’s over!”

At the PD’s firm shout, we were pushed aside while holding the tarp and MacGyver knife.

The other panelists who had been waiting behind us rushed forward, shoving what seemed to be mission results at the PD while reaching for the supplies.

Kim Dobin let out a sigh seeing the comedian quickly snatch the burner.

I whispered to Kim Dobin in a voice low enough that those by the supply boat couldn’t hear, but loud enough for our following camera to pick up.

“Hey, there’s no butane gas in that burner. I saw it.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, really. So we just need to get the butane gas next turn.”

A burner without butane gas was like Rev without me right now, so if we could just get our hands on butane gas, we could use the burner.

“What if someone else takes it first?”

“Then we’ll have to cleanly give up our attachment to the burner. Why are you asking such an obvious thing?”

Instead of scolding Kim Dobin and jumping back into missions, I watched the fierce supply battle. Including the comedian who got the burner, no one picked up the butane gas.

“Come to think of it, I don’t see Dongkyu hyung. Don’t tell me he’s again…”

Kim Dobin trailed off. The guitarist was a panelist whose character trait was having the lowest mission success rate on 【Trouble Travel】.

After taking in everything – the comedian placing the burner next to his tent pack without even checking if there was butane gas and heading back into the island interior – we also moved quickly to perform missions and find mission papers.

“But why specifically the tarp and MacGyver knife when there were other things?”

“Do you know how many uses these have? And the tarp – we need to make a place to sleep, don’t we? Do you really want to sleep on the bare ground?”

“Ooh, hyung has it all planned out.”

“I don’t. This is pure live survival. Right now I’m racking my brains because of you, which isn’t in my nature.”

Since it would be a waste of time to go through the grass in the island interior looking for pheasants right now, we decided to check out the back of the beach.

Walking on the rocks where waves gently lapped, I spoke to Kim Dobin.

“Dobin, did you count how many water bottles were left in the supplies? Not the 500ml ones, the big 2L ones.”

“Wait a moment. One, two, three, four, five. Five bottles. And there was one 500ml one. Everyone took the big ones.”

“Let’s do five missions before the next boat comes. Six would be even better.”

While looking for mission papers, instead of finding what we were looking for, we discovered someone who had likely claimed the mission papers that were supposed to be in this area.

“Dongkyu hyung! Did you catch anything?”

At Kim Dobin’s question, the guitarist who was holding his fishing rod in the seawater replied in a weak voice.

“No. At this rate I’ll be holding this fishing rod all day. I was confident in my fishing skills, but today nothing’s biting…”

“Then you should do something else instead of just fishing, hyung.”

“This is the only thing I can do among the mission papers I found. I want to do other things too…”

Kim Dobin looked at me once, then at the empty water container filled only with water and the fishing rod, and suddenly his eyes lit up as if he had some useless idea.

Then, before I could stop him, he confidently pulled out a mission paper.

“Dongkyu hyung, how about we exchange missions?”

I urgently grabbed Kim Dobin’s wrist to check the contents of the mission paper.

[Mission: Collect ten clams from the tidal flat]

“Hey, do you even know what kind of mission that is to just suggest trading like that?”

“It’s obviously fishing. So Dongkyu Hyung must be fishing.”

“What if they have to catch a special species of fish or something?”

“That’s not it.”

The guitarist shook his head and carefully set down his fishing rod on the rocks, then showed us his mission paper.

[Mission: Catch five fish]

Even someone with a full fishing setup like that hasn’t caught a single fish so far, so could I really catch five fish by fishing before the next supply boat arrives?

Is this really a mission with good cost-effectiveness for the time and effort required?

As I fell into contemplation while still firmly holding onto his wrist without letting go, Kim Dobin shook his wrist.

“Hyung, you have fishing luck. We can do this. Let’s catch them quickly and go find more missions.”

“Come to think of it, we don’t even have a fishing rod.”

“Then I’ll lend you the fishing rod, so just give me one sip of that water. I’m dying of thirst. Getting dragged to this uninhabited island, what kind of suffering is this…”

The guitarist pointed at the water bottle that Kim Dobin was preciously hugging and made his demand.

As soon as I let go of his wrist, Kim Dobin quickly exchanged mission papers and handed over the water bottle. The fishing rod naturally ended up in my hands as expected.

“Doby, don’t waste time spacing out next to me while I catch five fish. Go look around for mission papers.”

I sent Kim Dobin away and prepared for fishing following the guitarist’s advice. Still, having done this a few times before, my hands were familiar with putting krill shrimp on the fishing hook.

And 10 minutes later.

“Wow… I’m pretty amazing.”

I looked down at five fish vigorously flopping around in the water container and praised myself.

“What’s your secret? Same location, same equipment, same bait, but why do you catch them so well?”

The guitarist who had been watching my fishing power show from the side desperately grabbed me, asking me to share the secret, but all I did was throw the fishing hook into the water. The fish bit the bait on their own.

Who knew that fishing luck, which I thought was useless when filming reality shows, would come in handy like this here.

“Eden Hyung! Did you catch a lot? How many did you catch?”

“I caught them all. Let’s go.”

I finished helping clean up the fishing rod, grabbed the water container with the fish, and walked briskly toward Kim Dobin who was calling me loudly while waving a mission paper.

“Huh, you already caught all five? I thought you’d catch about three or so.”

Kim Dobin counted the fish in the water container with an incredulous expression and his mouth fell open.

“Wait, was this hyung really the Dragon King in his past life?”

“You’re the one who told me to do this because I have fishing luck, so how can you be surprised? How many mission papers did you find? Did you complete any missions?”

“Ta-da. I found this one. And I found a photo zone too, but there were footprints. Someone might have taken photos there. So we need to be first to the supply boat again this time.”

Kim Dobin whispered while showing me his selca taken at the photo zone and the mission paper.

[Mission: Collect seven conch shells]

“Catch conch shells? Aren’t those in the tidal flat?”

“Aren’t they stuck to rocks like freshwater snails? Oh, a crab. We can catch this here without going into the tidal flat.”

In a place where rocks were abundant and seawater pooled calmly, Kim Dobin grabbed a crab that was passing between the rocks and suddenly stopped.

“Wait… crab…?”

As soon as the quiet muttering ended, Kim Dobin and I made eye contact. It seemed like he was thinking the same thing as me.

“Hyung, let’s just catch about ten to be safe. That mission probably won’t ask us to catch that many crabs. There are sea snails here too? This place is a complete goldmine, hyung? I think we can finish two missions here.”

He’s surprisingly good at finding these things. They say even a slug has its rolling skills, so he’s not completely useless.

We rolled up our sleeves and pant legs and diligently caught sea snails and crabs. With two people working, it was quick.

“But is it okay to put crabs in with the fish? It’ll be hard to take out just the crabs when we get them checked later.”

“You’re right. It would be nice if we had another water container.”

While alternately looking at the fish flopping in the water container and the crabs wriggling in our arms, a good idea came to mind.

“Quick, take off your hooded zip-up. Let’s put the crabs in your hood.”

I lightly grabbed Kim Dobin’s outer clothing and urged him.

“I’m cold!”

“I’ll give you my outer clothing, so hurry up and take it off. My clothes don’t have a hood so I can’t put them in there.”

I put the crabs and sea snails into Kim Dobin’s hood, wrapped it up well so they couldn’t escape, then took off my outer clothing and handed it to Kim Dobin. A gust of sea breeze disheveled my hair and clothes.

Damn, it’s cold. But giving it and then taking it back would look bad, so I just endured the cold stoically.

“The time… there’s still 25 minutes left.”

“It’s awkward to just wait for the boat, so for 10 minutes? 15 minutes? Let’s go look for pheasants during that time. We might find mission papers while we’re at it.”

I checked the time on my wristwatch and left the beach to head into the island interior.

Not long after climbing the tree-covered hill, we heard signs of people and shouting.

“Hey, there are pheasants here too!”

As soon as Kim Dobin and I heard the word pheasant, we reflexively shouted urgently without time to think.

“Where’s the pheasant?”

“Where did the pheasant go?”

“It flew over there. But wait a minute. Why are you looking for pheasants so desperately? Is it a mission?”

“What? Catching pheasants is a mission?”

“Dobin! Don’t spill the water container while running, just stay here!”

This is why you can’t completely trust oral folklore. When I ran toward the direction the pheasant flew, the actor and comedian who had spotted the pheasant also started running after me.

“How do you catch a pheasant without a gun or net?”

“Oh, there’s the pheasant! It’s there, over there!”

At the actor’s shout accompanied by pointing, I urgently took out my cell phone and took a photo of the pheasant. The actor, who seemed to catch on, also grabbed the comedian who was trying to sneak up on the pheasant, pulled him back, and took a photo with his phone.

Flutter, the pheasant flew away again, and the actor who successfully took a photo of the pheasant asked me with a confident smile.

“Taking a verification shot is the mission, right?”

“Oh, you’re quick to catch on.”

“What? You should have told me before the pheasant flew away. Ah, where did the pheasant go? I need to go take a photo too.”

When I checked the time on my wristwatch, it was almost time for the supply boat to arrive. When we came back out to the sandy beach, we could see a motorboat in the distance.

The actor and I stood at the spot where the boat always stopped, conscious of each other, when suddenly the boat changed direction and docked far away.

“Hyung, I’ll catch up quickly, so run ahead first!”

“I was going to do that without you telling me!”

Without deciding who would go first, we simultaneously crossed the sandy beach. I ran with gritted teeth while holding my cell phone. I’d never run this desperately even during relay races at school sports festivals.

As soon as I could see the PD’s face, I held up my phone with the photo already displayed to the PD’s eye level and shouted urgently.

“Pheasant! Pheasant verification shot! This is definitely a pheasant! I saw it clearly!”

“Pheasant mission success!”

The actor who arrived a step later than me clicked his tongue with regret.

“Now, if there are no more, we’ll move on to the next person.”

“Gasp, huff, photo zone!”

Kim Dobin, who arrived panting for breath, hurriedly pulled out his cell phone and showed his selca taken at the photo zone.

“Photo zone mission success!”

“Gasp, we’re not done yet. Five fish. Seven conch shells. And crabs…”

Kim Dobin, who hastily put down the water container and hood in front of the PD, barely caught his breath while showing them, then trailed off when it came to the crabs.

“How many!”

“Ten?”

“Wrong!”

“Is the number above or below ten?”

“Below.”

Taking out one crab from the hood and shoving it into my hand, Kim Dobin shouted confidently.

“Nine!”

“Wrong!”

“Eight!”

“Wrong!”

“Seven!”

“Mission success!”

We successfully stole the variety entertainer’s mission like that.

Letting out a sigh of relief, I put the three crabs that had been struggling in my grasp back into the hood. Since we can’t even eat these, I should take them back to where they belong.

“Pheasant, photo zone, conch shells, fish, crabs. You’ve successfully completed a total of five missions, so you can take a total of five supplies.”

Okay, there are five water bottles just as Kim Dobin said.

While Kim Dobin immediately grabbed the butane gas, I seized the opportunity to pull over four 2L water bottles and hugged them all at once.

“Alright, Kim Dobin & Yoon Eden team, selection complete!”

“Huh, already? We only chose one thing. Eden Hyung, what did you choose-”

Kim Dobin, who discovered me holding four water bottles, opened his mouth wide with a stunned expression.

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