From Thug to Idol: Transmigrating to a Survival Show

Chapter 403  Ball Addiction

June misses Cindy. Cindy would have never betrayed him like this (even though, she almost did). – Damn. I thought June was a good person. – Maybe the fame got to his head. SPADES has been around before you even grew pubes, boy.

June bit his lip at that comment. He was practically the same age as Y! Sure, they were 13 years apart in this body, but they could be buddies in his past life. – Thank goodness I didn’t vote for EVE! “They’re flaming you in the comments,” Akira chuckled, reading the hilarious comments on the side of the video. However, he quickly halted when he became the next victim of the evil editing.

It was when Robby came in, and Akira was shown allegedly laughing at him. His eyes widened in surprise as he pointed to the TV. “I was just laughing at Jaeyong’s joke at that part!” he exclaimed. – So, it seems like the entire group doesn’t have manners. – Jaeyong should manage his team better. Jaeyong gestured to himself. “Me? What the heck do I have to do with this?” Fortunately, their team wasn’t the only one who was evil-edited. It seemed like the editors have it out for the rookie idols since EVE, OCTA, and MORPH3D became the center of the evil editing. However, in the end, with his bad luck, June took the biggest hit among them because of his edited comment.

– The fifth generation of idols is wild. Stay humble. You haven’t even achieved anything in your career just yet. – Geez. Now, I see why a lot of older idols talk about young idols. A lot are very disrespectful. – OCTA didn’t even bow when SPADES came in! – June is worse than everyone, though. At least OCTA didn’t say anything. – Robby literally snickered while BOYMYSTIC was performing! – Yeah, and June literally said that SPADES shouldn’t even join the show. “This is a mess,” Jaeyong said, leaning back against his seat. “I feel like everyone’s not even paying attention to the performances.” Akira nodded in agreement. “Well, as they say, people are addicted to entertainment—and the best entertainment is drama.”

The performances ended with the audience still arguing about who was the most disrespectful idol in the show. Of course, there were praises for the performances here and there, but like the other seasons, most people tuned in for the drama. As the video of the stage faded, Wonbin appeared on the screen. Behind him were the participants’ emblems, all with status bars under their names. “King of Kings has officially started! Your votes are in, and we are now going to determine who are the first kings!” he exclaimed. “In the 24-hour period, we had collated more than 30 million votes—that’s already the most votes we gathered in the history of the show!” “30 million votes on the first episode? That’s insane,” Zeth exclaimed. “Right?” Ren said in disbelief. “I believe I only had a million votes on the first elimination of Rising Stars.” The status bars started filling up, showing the person who received the least votes. “Robby is in 7th place,” Wonbin started off. June smirked. He deserved it. “MORPH3D at 6th!” Wonbin continued. Sehun sighed shakily. “Alright, I’m good. At least we aren’t at the last two places.” “SPADES at 5th!” – What the hell? The rookie groups actually beat SPADES?

– I’m so sad. This is SPADES’ first show after a long hiatus. We should have voted for them harder. “4th. I’m alright with 4th,” Ren said. “BOYMYSTIC at 4th.” “Surely, 3rd,” June said. “EVE at 3rd!” His teammates turned to him, surprised. “How’d you predict that?” Akira exclaimed. “Views,” June simply answered. “I reckon the amount of views would also be the same as the number of votes…and I’m right.” “Now, it’s between OCTA and CHAOS!” Wonbin said. The two status bars moved at a turtle’s pace. However, most of the watchers already knew who was going to win in the end. “CHAOS, congratulations! With 10 million votes, you become the first king of the dungeon! Meanwhile, OCTA takes second place with 5 million votes.” Jisung stared at the screen with wide eyes, looking at the amount of votes for CHAOS. “There’s a five million gap,” he mindlessly said. “Why aren’t you fazed about this?” Zeth asked, patting Casper, who was busy munching on cheese balls. Their stock of pink cheese balls had long been gone, but it seemed like Casper developed an addiction to them. Now, he stocked up on the regular kind. “It’s expected,” Casper said, popping another cheeseball in his mouth. “By Navel followers alone, CHAOS beats us by 9 million. And just like June had said, they have the most views out of everybody.” June nodded, still looking at their votes on the screen. CHAOS had a third of the votes, while OCTA took 5 million. EVE’s votes weren’t too far from OCTA’s—only a few thousand gaps. The other 10 million views were shared by the other four artists. Jaeyong suddenly clapped, capturing their attention. “Honestly, we shouldn’t be too sad about this one,” Jaeyong said. “We have more than 4 million votes. Don’t you think that’s huge for a rookie group?”  A small smile appeared on Zeth’s lips. “You’re right. I never would have even imagined competing with SPADES or CHAOS.” “That’s true,” Casper said. “I think we should be more worried for June.” Akira chuckled, nudging June’s shoulder. “Damn. Was this what you dealt with during Rising Stars? You had it rough, bro.” June sighed, already imagining the amount of hate he was getting on Navel. “Don’t laugh,” Jaeyong said. “You’re involved in it too.” Akira’s smile dropped, and he slumped on the couch like a little toddler. “I was just laughing at your poor joke! These SBC editors are the spawn of devils!” June let out a deep breath, standing from the couch. “I’ll go and take the trash out.” “Thanks, June!” Sehun smiled. The most update n0vels are published on Novlꜰre.nt

“Thanks, bro. I’ll definitely bring out the trash next year,” Akira cheekily grinned. June clicked his tongue and slapped the back of his head before heading out of their dorm. He went down to the building’s dumping area and hauled the heavy trash bag inside the dumpster before lathering on a sanitizer. June was about to leave when he stepped on a water bottle, the crunchy sound resonating in the quiet night. Then, like it had been triggered by the sound of the water bottle, Fu appeared before him. [Special mission found. The mission’s title is: ASS!] June’s eyebrows furrowed. “Ass?” he exclaimed. [Ate that SS! Gain friendship from an artist with an SS status and mirror their rank!]