I Accidentally Became A Superstar - Chapter 75

Chapter 75: Rest and Root Crops
[+2 Public Perception. Fanbase has doubled in size.]

[+2 Job and Income. Praised for the quality of headshots. Offered to be in a variety show.]

[+3 Talent and Skill. New talent developed.]

[TALENTS:

Acting: A-

Modeling (NEW): B]

[Notable meter: 28.5%]

[Penalty Quest Acquired: Create a social media account and hold a livestream for an hour.]

[+0.5% for each day the penalty quest is not accomplished.]

This bombard of new notifications was left unnoticed for quite some time. Why? Because Zeno was a part of the minority—the ones with the normal sleeping schedules. In the past, he worked so hard to the point that his body couldn’t even be considered as a body.

Now, he was all about rest.

At 10 PM, he needed to be in bed. At 5 AM, he woke up, worked out inside his tiny unit, showered, and went to Minji’s for breakfast. That was the routine he had curated for the entire month he had been in Zeno Han’s body.

Unfortunately for him, he just missed some important updates.

Meanwhile, his fanbase, ‘Zeno’s Fans’ was going crazy with the new information they had acquired. They first went through his profile, which, in their eyes, was the most precious discovery on Earth.

Forget about the Big Bang theory or gravity; Zeno’s favorite food was much more important!

Name: Zeno Han

Age: 24

Nationality: Korean

– I’m older than him.

– Omo! He’s an oppa!

– Fuck, the cringy fangirls had arrived.

– Shut up and let people have their fun.

– I wonder if he entered the military yet. I don’t want to suffer another enlistment.

– So, he doesn’t have any mixed blood. Is Zeno his real name?

– Zeno has such a pretty name.

Hobbies: Resting

Risa couldn’t help but laugh as she read the singular word under his hobbies. She felt like a high school girl who was infatuated by a fictional character.

– That’s it? Those are his hobbies?

– Honestly, same.

– Zeno is tired, ya’ll.

– He hasn’t even done anything yet! This is just the beginning of his career!

– Imagine if he doesn’t want all of the attention after all. That would be hilarious.

Favorite food: Root crops

Favorite movie: None

Favorite song: None

Favorite color: None

– Why did he even bother filling out this profile? He doesn’t have any interests except for rest and root crops?

– The double R. That’s the life, really.

– I can’t hate this man. Why is he so charming?

– We have reached 30,000 members!

– EVERYONE!! There are some of Zeno’s photos at the very end!

As soon as Risa read that particular comment, she quickly skimmed through the rest of the content.

Recent fascination: Maxie

– Maxie? Who the heck is Maxie?

– Don’t tell me he has a girlfriend.

– The race hasn’t even started yet, but we already lost.

– Maxie is a cute name. I cannot compete with that.

Motto in life: Rest as much as possible.

Random fact: I can sleep for ten years. Please let me sleep for ten years.

Risa laughed out loud, slapping her knees in the process.

It wasn’t obvious during their filming because Zeno kept to himself for most of the time; however, it seemed he was quite humorous.

As she scrolled further, she finally saw the topmost portion of the photo they were pertaining to in the comments. She held her breath, preparing herself. She had been hungry for Zeno’s professional photos, and they were finally here.

She scrolled slowly, afraid that her heart would stop beating if she revealed it too quickly.

Risa couldn’t help but frown, though, as she scrutinized the background. “They’re inside… a cave?” she muttered. What kind of photoshoot was this? Usually, the artist’s first headshot would be taken on a plain white background.

Dreamy Entertainment was definitely a strange company.

However, as the full photo was shown, she took back her words.

This… was a genius idea.

The photo captured Zeno in the depths of the shadowy cave. His face was turned directly toward the lens, and although his expression was calm, it also held some intensity. His dark hair fell effortlessly, tousled in just the right way, adding a touch of wildness to his demeanor. The white shirt he wore contrasted with the cave’s rugged surroundings and enhanced his striking features.

As a model, she believed this was one of the greatest photos she had ever seen.

As she scrolled further down, another photo was shown. It was a little bit blurry, but it still managed to take her breath away.

It was a close-up shot of Zeno, his eyes cast to the ground with a small smile playing on his lips. The smile radiated through his eyes, turning them into crescent moons. It felt like the photo of your first love whom you had never seen for ten years or your beloved, perfect husband who passed away due to an accident.

That was the feeling it emanated, and as an aunt fan, she felt touched.

She wasn’t the only one touched. Ari Bae, who had taken a break from writing her latest script, scrolled through her Sigmoid account. However, the first thing that popped up was Zeno’s new photos. Before she knew it, she had stared at it for an entire half an hour, leaving her script untouched.

– Waah, I’m going crazy with these photos.

– I was planning on leaving the fanbase because of the lack of content, but I’m here. I’m not going anywhere now.

– Everyone’s profile pictures are the same now. They’re all photos of Zeno’s smiling headshot. I can’t differentiate who’s who.

– These are the best photos I’ve seen in a while.

Risa, too, saved the photo of Zeno smiling placed it as her profile picture. And with that, as the clock struck 5 AM, she was finally able to sleep, clutching the phone close to her chest.

Meanwhile, in a much smaller apartment, Zeno woke up from his deep slumber. He stretched and let out a yawn, ready for his morning workout. However, he abruptly stopped when he saw the number of notifications on his system.

Oh no.

This could only mean two things.

He had regressed… or he had improved.

He would give anything for the latter. However, as the updates were shown on his user interface, it was worse than he had imagined.

“Should I just start preparing for my funeral?”