A Blank Slate Regression for the Idol That Lost His Original Mindset - Chapter 332

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A Regression Guide for Idols Who Lost Their Initial Intentions Episode 332

While those covered in tidal flat mud were desperately searching for water, the comedian discovered a small 500ml water bottle that had been lying upside down and was hard to spot, snatching it up as swiftly as a hawk catching prey.

But he soon wore a troubled expression and let out a deep sigh.

“With this amount, I’d use up all the water just washing my feet? I need drinking water too, what am I supposed to do with this.”

The others had climbed onto the boat and were frantically rummaging through the luggage searching for water bottles, dripping mud all over the motorboat’s floor. I stood nearby checking if there was anything useful among what remained.

The comedian, who had only completed one mission, was done with his choice of one 500ml water bottle.

Now that most useful items were gone, the variety entertainer and actor grabbed spare clothes they had brought, while the solo singer who hadn’t managed to bring enough clothes only picked up a single sock and a bundle of paper cups.

“Well, at least these pants are made of material that wipes clean with just water. The problem is we don’t have any water.”

The comedian looked down at his mud-covered pants with a sigh that was half relief and half worry, then glanced at the ocean and muttered questioningly.

“Come to think of it, couldn’t we just wash in seawater?”

“Still, you need to rinse with clean water at least once. You have to wash off the seawater too.”

The variety entertainer, who had been in tidal flats several times while doing domestic travel variety shows, shook his head as he replied.

“I really need water…”

The actor, who had somehow managed to get mud on his bangs and face while in the tidal flat, let out a groan.

Good, now people are starting to feel the necessity of water with their whole bodies.

“Alright, I’ll come back one last time in an hour. This is your last chance to take supplies!”

“All the useful stuff has already been taken, what kind of last chance is this?”

Everyone seemed uninterested in the few remaining supplies. They appeared to have no energy left to search for remaining mission papers or complete missions after trudging through the tidal flat.

After exchanging eye signals with Kim Dobin, I clapped my hands to gather their attention.

Kim Dobin cupped his hands near his mouth like a megaphone and advertised loudly like some street truck vendor.

“Anyone who needs water, come this way! Come on, this isn’t water that comes every single day!”

As soon as they heard the word “water,” the panelists whipped their heads around and rushed over like zombies who had spotted fresh humans.

The sight of them running with mud-covered bodies and greedy eyes thirsting for water made even me flinch. Kim Dobin quietly hid behind my back. Did this bastard really bring me here just for this?

“What! All the water was here!”

“You guys didn’t even bring a tent but hoarded all the water, what are we supposed to do?”

“Come to think of it, you two didn’t even go into the tidal flat. Then you don’t need water except for drinking, right?”

Faced with their expectant, sparkling eyes, I nodded to meet their expectations.

“To be precise, we don’t need this much water.”

But where in the world is there such a thing as free?

“Therefore, we’ll have bartering time.”

“Exchange one item each for what we have?”

Do they think I brought all this water just to get one item each by turning it into a scarce commodity?

For something like this, it’s better for the established stone to do it rather than the rolling stone to cause less resentment. When I nudged Kim Dobin, the lines I had told him beforehand flowed smoothly from his mouth.

“Hey, just one? Water has two uses. Washing and drinking. So at minimum…”

Kim Dobin paused his words to maximize the tension, then grinned and held up two fingers.

“We should get at least two things we want. Oh, we’ll specially count a sleeping bag as just one.”

The solo singer who had brought a tent raised his hand first as soon as Kim Dobin finished speaking and shouted.

“Me me me me! I want to trade for a sleeping bag!”

And before we could even say okay, he dashed off to where his luggage was piled and came back with a sleeping bag.

When the Solo Singer handed Kim Dobin a sleeping bag, Kim Dobin accepted it and gave him a water bottle in return. Then Kim Dobin handed the sleeping bag to me with a proud smile on his face.

“Hyung! Did you see? Now we can sleep warmly too!”

I came up with the idea, so why are you taking credit for it…?

“Seongsu, you just need to wash your pants and arms, right? Do you need a lot of water?”

“No, I think half of that would be enough.”

“Then let’s combine yours and mine to get one. We can each contribute one item.”

“Oh, that’s good. That works.”

The Variety Entertainer and Comedian tried to unite among themselves in the meantime.

“Then we’ll take the camping cookware. The cookware and…”

“How about the burner, the burner?”

The Comedian desperately blocked the tent with his body while waving a burner in front of us.

“That doesn’t have butane gas. We have some. Butane gas. So if you want to trade with that, you’ll need to add one more thing.”

At my words, the Comedian hurriedly opened the place where the butane gas goes, confirmed it was completely empty, and had no choice but to reluctantly hand over even the ramen with a dejected face.

“You should have protected the ramen. If you give up the ramen, what are we going to eat?”

“Hey, you gave up the cookware too. How can we boil anything without a pot?”

“We can just crush and eat the raw ramen.”

“Ask for a bite when we cook it. There’s a chance to boil and eat delicious seafood ramen, right? Do we really have to eat raw ramen?”

Among the four who went into the tidal flat, the Actor who got the most mud on himself quietly exchanged one bottle of water for two items.

“Oh, a folding mat. This is good. This and… Dobin, hurry up and grab it. And…”

“Eden Hyung, don’t we need this to cook on top of the drum? The grill?”

“You’re right. We’ll take the grill too.”

Since water had become both an essential and scarce item, no one complained about the trading conditions even though we were choosing and taking as many as two items we wanted.

Kim Dobin, who spotted the octopus the Actor had caught, prepared to drop the folding mat he was holding at any moment and asked me.

“Hyung, can’t we trade the octopus instead of the folding mat? We’ll get tired of just eating ramen.”

“Dobin, use your head. That’s going to end up in our mouths anyway without us having to trade for it.”

First, we successfully upgraded our makeshift sleeping arrangements with the folding mat and sleeping bag, and now it was time to move to Plan B and get what we wanted.

Ah, but let me fleece them one more time before that.

I waited for all four to finish washing cleanly with the bottled water they’d traded, then promoted towels when the cold wind started blowing.

“You’ll catch a cold if you stay wet, so take a towel. If you change into new clothes while still wet, your new clothes will get wet too.”

“Is it free?”

“One trade! Trade for one item!”

“Hey, that’s really cheap for just one!”

“Why would I trade a precious item for a tow-, ugh, it’s cold. Dobin, give me a towel too.”

Perhaps because they still remembered trading two items just moments before, everyone said it was cheap and took towels without hesitation. The cold wind that blew at just the right timing helped too.

Thanks to that, we gained BBQ tongs, a blanket, wet wipes, and a lantern.

We had a total of three bottles of water left. One was drinking water for me and Kim Dobin, and one was for cooking.

Then the remaining one could be used for trading as drinking water or for removing sand from shellfish. I nodded while looking at the panelists’ water supplies, which had dwindled from washing off mud and seawater.

While those who brought tents were setting them up, Kim Dobin and I attached butane gas to the burner and started boiling two packs of ramen with water in the cookware.

I found something in the remaining supplies that I wasn’t sure if we needed but looked useful to have, so I decided to perform the ramen mission while also satisfying our hunger.

“This is driving me crazy! I’ve never set up a tent before!”

“Hmm, can tents even be secured on a sandy beach? I’ve done this a lot, but it’s my first time setting one up somewhere other than a camping ground.”

Unlike the variety entertainer who was skillfully setting up his tent with ease, I approached the solo singer who had laid out all the parts and was clutching his head with a mentally broken expression.

“Senior, shall I help you?”

“Oh, you know how?”

“I’m a Cub Scout graduate.”

“Wasn’t it Boy Scouts?”

“In our time, Boy Scouts and Girl Scouts were combined into Cub Scouts.”

Of course, I hadn’t set up a tent since graduating elementary school, but when I tried, surprisingly the tent was somehow completed.

While we were struggling beside him, the comedian had finished setting up his tent very easily.

“I knew this would happen, so I brought a pop-up tent.”

But it swayed every time the wind blew, which didn’t look very reliable. Wouldn’t that fly away if there’s no one inside?

Having received an extra tent hook as payment for helping with the tent setup, I discovered the suspicious state of the ramen noodles and tapped Kim Dobin’s shoulder.

“Dobin, anyone can see the noodles aren’t cooked yet, so why did you turn off the heat already? Let’s turn it back on.”

“Hyung, you eat noodles that are too mushy. I like them just like this.”

“Then why don’t you just eat raw ramen instead of cooking it? Can’t you see all the noodles are still stuck together before your al dente preference?”

When I speak nicely, he always has to argue back. Do I look like I’m asking a favor right now? Kim Dobin, whose lips were pouting, grumbled.

“If I stir it with chopsticks, they’ll all separate… Wait, if there are no chopsticks, how do we eat this…?”

Kim Dobin, who suddenly looked like he had an epiphany, whipped around to look at me.

“Hyung, should I go break off four tree branches? Come to think of it, Junwon Hyung had a set of wooden chopsticks, I should have just slept on hard ground and traded the foldable mat for wooden chopsticks instead. Should I go ask if we can still trade now…?”

“Dobin, you don’t need to do that. Those auxiliary items are all set to come to us anyway without us having to trade for them. So hurry up and turn the heat back on.”

But Kim Dobin still didn’t believe my words and tried to bounce toward the foldable mat, so I had no choice but to firmly grab the back of his neck.

As if to prove it to that unbeliever, the solo singer holding a paper cup bundle and the actor holding a bag full of wooden chopsticks slowly approached us.

“Let’s help each other out. I’ll give you chopsticks, so give me just a little.”

“I’ll provide paper cups instead of bowls. Just one bite for me too, no, just one cup.”

And so we got bowls to eat the ramen from and wooden chopsticks. Perhaps thinking it wasn’t time to trade yet, the comedian, variety entertainer, and guitarist couldn’t take their eyes off the camping pot with boiling ramen but didn’t come over.

“Dobin, set aside hyung’s portion in advance.”

When I spotted the motorboat visible in the distance, I got up holding the paper cup with ramen and wooden chopsticks. When I handed them to the PD along with the mission paper, the PD who finished them in an instant gestured for me to take one supply item.

Without a moment’s hesitation, I reached out and picked up the supply item I had been eyeing.

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