From Thug to Idol: Transmigrating to a Survival Show

"I can't do it," Bo Wen sighed as he hid behind the wall.

Jun Hao clicked his tongue. "Our men are waiting outside to ambush. We just need to tranquilize Shen," he said, referring to the corrupt businessman known for sexually trafficking young women.

"Why can't we just shoot the guy?" Bo Wen asked. "This fucking dart is too hard to aim."

"We can't kill the guy," Jun Hao whisper-shouted. "The boss instructed us to take him back alive. There's something our boss needs from him."

"You do it then," Bo Wen handed him the dart laced with a potent sedative mixed with a neuromuscular blocking agent. Even a drop of the drug that enters the victim's bloodstream can make him fall asleep in seconds.

Jun Hao sighed and carefully took the dart from Bo Wen. "I should be promoted at this point," he muttered as he peeked through the wall, seeing the hairy man with a bulging stomach, surrounded by girls who seemed appalled by his breath.

He closed one eye, focusing on the neck of the hairy monster.

"Don't miss," Bo Wen whispered, his fishy dinner evading Jun Hao's nostrils.

"Then don't speak," Jun Hao quietly snapped, going back to his zone.

Jun Hao let out a deep breath. 3...2...1...

"You got this, June!" Jangmoon screamed at the top of his lungs just as June was about to throw the dart to the board.

He was playing against Jaeyong, and that bastard did a damn good job. His dart landed only millimeters away from the bullseye.

"Do you think he'll be able to do it?" Jaxon asked Zeth, looking at the target board.

"Nah," Zeth said. "June was on fire during the past games, but Jaeyong did too much of a good job here. There's less than a 5% chance for June to actually hit the middle."

"We've got this one in the bag," Akira chimed. "Let's take first place and pick the genre we want."

For the others watching, it seemed like the winner was already set in stone.

But not on June's watch. He smirked and glanced at the onlookers before focusing his attention back on the board.

It would be a shame to his family if he didn't land the bullseye.

"3...2...1....," he whispered before throwing the dart to the board.

The dart flew in the air, seemingly moving in slow motion.

The trainees focused their gazes on the dart, holding their breaths.

However, one individual's gaze never strayed away from June's face. She internally squealed when June threw the dart.

'He's so handsome even without make-up!' Mimi thought. 'But why is he wearing a beanie? Is he cold?'

The dart continued its path, and the other trainees continued holding their breaths.

Then, the dart hit the board.

And along with that was another dart falling to the ground.

The trainees' eyes widened as they gazed at the sole dart on the board. June's dart had landed straight in the middle, knocking Jaeyong's out of the board.

"Is that even possible?" Akira whispered.

C-Jay shook his head in amazement as he looked back and forth between the board and June. "He's truly a monster. How can he even be good at this?"

Kiera and Mimi, too, were amazed by June's precision. Mimi was about to squeal right then and there, but Kiera held her back and spoke into the mic.

"We have a winner!" she exclaimed. "The team formed by trainee Casper has won the prizes and the privilege to choose their song genre for the Production Mission!"

"And just like that, our Field Day had officially come to an end. But before that, we are going to be revealing the prizes for the winners!" Mimi exclaimed.

The production crew wheeled in a table covered with white cloth.

June's heart began to race in excitement. In the first season, the girls were given expensive speakers. The boys in the second season were given handsome sneakers, while those in the third season were given high-quality headphones and film cameras.

It seemed like the prizes were getting more grand as time went by, and June was hoping for one single thing.

A new phone.

Kiera and Mimi walked over to the covered table, with Mimi's eyes still lingering on June.

"May we have the winners reveal the prizes themselves," Kiera said, coaxing the five trainees to come to the front.

"Ah, so lucky."

"They get to win prizes and stand next to two beauties? What a life."

"I wonder what Kiera smells like."

The five of them went to the front, with June being the most excited. He tried really hard not to show it, though.

"You may now reveal the prizes!"

Casper held onto the end of the white cloth and swiftly revealed the items.

The trainees gasped as soon as they saw the array of technology before them.

"A fast-charging charger! Camera lens attachment! And an exclusive game skin for 'Benshim Infarct' will be granted to the winners. Congratulations!" Mimi excitedly said, still elated that June won the games.

His teammates looked at the prizes in awe.

June, on the other hand, was speechless as soon as he saw the items.

Most of these accessories wouldn't even work on his ancient phone.

And he didn't play whichever game they just mentioned.

But hey, at least he won a charger, right?

With a forced smile, he grabbed the port of the charger and inserted it into his phone.

It doesn't fit.

***

Jangmoon excitedly used the new accessories, his phone adorned with the latest technology.

"Hey, why aren't you using yours?" he asked June.

June clicked his tongue and didn't respond. Instead, he went to Navel to release his stress.

However, it seemed like his stress only escalated further when he saw the discussion about his 'non-cuteness' on the trending page.

June clicked his tongue and poked Jangmoon's shoulder.

"Hey," he said, his tone serious as ever.

Jangmoon removed his Bluetooth earphones and looked at June with raised eyebrows.

"What's up, big bro?"

Without any hesitation, June asked the question:

"Am I cute?"

Jangmoon comically blinked his eyes as he stared at June. "Umm, was that a trick question?"

"Just answer the question!" June snapped. "Am I cute?" he repeated, holding onto Jangmoon's arm and squeezing for dear life.

"Ow!" Jangmoon exclaimed. "You're not!" he shouted, trying to remove his arm from June's grip.

June's hold loosened. "I'm not?" he asked.

"You're not," another voice responded. June turned to his side and narrowed his eyes at Daeho.

"Why do you say so?" June asked.

Daeho shrugged. "It's just the vibe that I'm getting. Your visuals are on the cuter side, but your personality isn't. There's nothing wrong with that," he responded.

"Yup," Jangmoon nodded in agreement. "You're very manly! Your performances have all been really dark, and you suit the concept well."

"I sang a Little Meow Meow song," June deadpanned.

"But you turned it dark, too," Daeho said. "I never thought of arranging a kid's song like that."

"You're cute," Casper suddenly interrupted, causing the three to look at him with raised eyebrows.

"You remind me of my cat," Casper continued.

June shook his head and decided to ignore his comment.

"What about you?" June said, turning to Ren. "Do you think I've only been performing dark songs until now?"

"Huh?" Ren said, looking a bit out of it. "Yeah, I guess. They're all different, but somehow all of them are...emotional and...dark....like an emo."

June sighed and leaned against his seat.

"Do you think I can do it...pull off a lively song?" he asked.

Daeho let out a little chuckle. "Honestly, I can't see it. You rarely smile, and that's a prerequisite for a cute performance. Don't worry, though. You're still doing well. Your performances have been great so far."

Don't worry?

June was, indeed, quite worried.