stjorthotic Chapter 661 Game Over
Chapter 661 Game Over
Chapter 661 Game Over
June honestly thought that having his skills downgraded by one level would be better than Mei's team winning against Mina's team.
As soon as it was announced that they won, there were already lots of speculation among the trainees.
"How?"
"I mean, Mei's subteam did a great job, but I can't believe Mina's team lost."
"If we're going on skill alone, then Mina's team did better!"
"However, Mei's team is honestly more popular.
"Yeah, because they're pretty."
"It's also because Mei is from Azure."
With June's announcement, the girls from Mei's subteam couldn't even celebrate.
Although they weren't able to hear the other girls' speculations in verbatim, they could somehow feel that the others weren't pleased with their win.
Moreover, Mina's team looked utterly dejected since they fully expected to win against Mei's subteam.
In the end, Yeri settled with patting everyone on the back for a job well done.
However, even then, they couldn't be genuinely happy.
After that, June announced Heemin's subteam's victory, rendering them with the most acquired benefits in the entire first mission.
June, who was still stuck on his failures for the night, decided to end the shoot quickly.
"That's it for the results of the first mission. Do not be dejected if you didn't get the results that you wanted. It just means that you still have the opportunity to improve," he continued.
"All of the benefits will be added directly to your votes on the first elimination, which will be held on Friday morning," he announced. "After that, we will go straight ahead with the announcement of the second mission."
The trainees nodded, not having the strength to respond after all that had happened.
With that, June gave back the microphone to the staff before going back to his waiting room.
As soon as he was alone in his room, he plopped on the couch, let out a deep breath, and closed his eyes.
He felt dizzy yet again, and he wondered if all of this was happening because he was in such close proximity to his sister.
Just then, he recalled Mei's stats in his mind.
[Vocal: C
Dance: C
Rap: C
"Fu, bring back my vocal aspect," June said.
However, he didn't get a response.
"Fu, I'm not fucking joking," he said, raking his hands through his hair as he felt his frustration bubbling up.
"Are you really not going to respond?" June asked.
[First strike.]
June's eyebrows furrowed as he finally stopped pacing. He stared at Fu's message and couldn't comprehend what he was trying to say.
"You're being philosophical again!" June exclaimed. "Just tell me what's happening so I can fix it."
He went back to his user interface, and out of rage, he clicked on the X next to his dance aspect.
Like the vocal aspect, it disappeared in the blink of an eye.
[Second strike.]
Just then, a wave of realization hit June.
Strikes.
"Life has three strikes," he muttered, suddenly remembering what Fu had told him back then.
It didn't make sense to him before, and it didn't make sense to him now, but June felt like he somehow had to receive three strikes to be able to understand everything that was going on.
So, he went in front of the mirror to look at his face, remembering every aspect of it—every contour, every slope, and even every pore.
"Fucking handsome," he cursed as he continued staring at himself, wondering if his next choice would lead to his utter downfall.
After much hesitation, he went back to his user interface and shakily brought his hands up to the last X next to the visual aspect.
His hands shook more erratically as he went closer to it. He felt like he would regret choosing to press on the X, but he also wouldn't be able to answer the questions in his mind if he backed out now.
"Ah, to hell with it," he muttered, finally pressing the button.
Then, he focused his gaze on the mirror once again, waiting for a couple of seconds to see if there were any changes.
"Oh, thank goodness," he muttered when he didn't see any changes in his face.
However, his user interface, which was usually blue, suddenly turned red, making him perplexed.
Then, it flashed erratically, causing him to hold onto his head as an ache suddenly emerged.
[Three strikes.]
[Game over.]