"I’m... still alive!"
Junho could see the night sky clearly now. And the pain was even more intense—all over his body.
"Argh..."
But there was something different.
Thud! thud! thud!
If he was taken into an ambulance, then he should’ve been seeing the ceiling of the ambulance, not the night sky. And there was also something in the way of the night sky in his vision—something long and round shaped, made of wood.
Yes, it was obviously something like a jail. And the way it was moving...
Thud! thud! thud!
’A moving jail?’
Why would he be inside something like that?
It was then...
A chubby young man’s face suddenly came too close. The face scanned him for a second.
"..."
"Hmm... Oh! You’re awake."
A bright smile immediately formed on the young man’s face.
’What is this now?’
Not able to bear it, he called out the young man.
"Hey..."
"Hmm..."
"You’re too close."
"Hmm..."
The young man looked left and right trying to find someone else, then again looked at Kang Junho as he couldn’t find anyone.
"You mean... me?"
"..."
Junho was speechless at that.
’Is this guy deaf or something? Is there anyone other than you here, you bastard?!’
Living sixteen years alone and facing many things in his life, Kang Junho had learned a thing or two. And one of those was that you should never talk or argue with dumbasses. And this guy in front of him would definitely fit that kind.
So Kang Junho just pushed the young man’s face away as he started pushing himself up slowly.
"Move...!"
Then his eyes scanned the surrounding area. Muddy and grassy fields filled with small, large and colossal trees. It was obvious that it wasn’t Seoul. No—At this rate, could this place even be called his world? If someone said he had been transferred to another world he would believe that in an instant. But well... thinking about it wouldn’t change anything.
Thud! thud! thud!
The prison wagon was moving as fast as it could.
"...?"
Kang Junho, still not understanding any of this, looked at the chubby boy beside him.
"Hey..."
"Yes."
"Where is this place?"
"..."
The boy looked puzzled.
"Hmm... Isn’t it obvious? We are in Jianghu."
"..."
At that answer, Junho’s face went stiff.
’Jianghu? Jianghu?!’
The very Jianghu?!
Hadn’t he heard that word so many times in his life? Of course he did. How many manhwas and NovelPhoenixs had he read his entire life? And most of them were obviously about Murim, since he liked that genre the most. But to think he would be in that very Jianghu. To him, it was the most ridiculous answer he’d heard his entire life.
Junho looked at the boy with wide eyes. Those clothes that the boy was wearing...
Then he looked at himself. Even he himself was wearing those same types of clothes.
’No! What is this? How can this be? Just How?!’
Only after a moment could Junho process his thoughts. Then he slowly turned his head toward the boy.
"You mean the Jianghu we usually see on Murim manhwas?"
"Manhwas what?"
"..."
"I don’t know what manhwa is. But I am talking about the Jianghu of Murim."
"F*ck!"
"What? Did you say something?"
"Nope. Forget it."
Thud! thud! thud!
Junho looked to the side.
’So put it simply...’
Maybe nobody called an ambulance and he died on the spot. Then he got transmigrated into this world of Murim.
’Yeah, that’s right. That’s how it should be.’
But should he just go with that belief? There was also a chance that it might be just a dream, right?
It’s not like that thought hadn’t crossed Junho’s mind. But the pain all over his body simply made him realize that it wasn’t a dream.
But that wasn’t the problem right now.
The real problem was...
Thud! thud! thud!
Junho looked at the young boy again.
"But why are we in this moving jail? Where are we going?"
"..."
The chubby boy really couldn’t understand Junho at all. From his perspective, hadn’t this person in front of him already witnessed everything? So why would he ask something so obvious?
"Did you hit your head or something?"
"..."
At that answer, Junho’s face went stiff again. But not long after his face started showing annoyance.
’Man... How do I explain my situation to this dumbass.’
Watching him like this the chubby boy made a thoughtful face.
Ah... Right.
At that moment he remembered the earlier scenario.
-"You bastards! How dare you touch me! Don’t you know who I am!! I’m the rightful heir of the Dark Heaven Sword Clan! I..."
Thud!
-"Argh...! My head! My head! It hurts! How dare you hit my head, you demonic bastards! Just you wait! Just you...!"
Thud! Thud!
-"Argh...!”
-"Man... Kids these days have no manners. How dare you mention your family in front of us! We demonic factions do not fear anyone. If you come with us without causing trouble, you will live. Otherwise... You understand what will happen, right?"
-"..."
-"..."
-"You bas...!"
Thud!
-"This dumbass really doesn’t know when to be cautious!"
Thud! thud! Thud!
-"Argh! No, Stop! P-Please spare me!"
-“Die! Die you stupid bastard!”
Back to the present.
’Ah right! He really got hit on his head back then! Then... did he lose his memory?’
The chubby boy, now understanding the situation, called out Junho.
"Ahh, brother."
"Hmm..."
Junho, who was annoyed, looked at the chubby boy again, frustrated.
"What now?"
"Do you really not remember anything?"
"Remember what?"
"Ah... I mean... Nah, just forget it. I’ll explain it to you."
Junho was a bit confused by the sudden shift of the boy’s behavior. But he didn’t complain as it was better for him if the boy acted like that.
"So, what happened was..."
The chubby boy made a thoughtful face again.
"Hmm... Ah right!"
His face lit up in an instant as he pointed toward the front side of the wagon.
"We got kidnapped by those people in the front!"
"..."
A vein popped up on Junho’s forehead. As he couldn’t control his anger anymore he shouted loudly.
"You pig bastard! I can already understand that much! Just tell me something that I don’t know!"
It was then...
"Hey you guys! Keep it down, will ya! Or, I’ll beat the shit out of you again!"
A man from the front of the wagon shouted loudly. His face filled with frustration and anger.
But another man beside him tried to stop him.
"Just let them have fun for some time. They are gonna suffer quite a lot in the future, aren’t they?"
"That’s not our problem!"
"..."
"..."
Thud! thud! thud!
For a few moments Junho and the boy were just sitting quietly. Only the sound of the wagon moving could be heard.
Then Junho let himself fall backward.
‘Ugh... What shitty luck I have.’
His life in his real world was already hell. And now after dying what he got?
Getting kidnapped by some demonic bastards!
Can there be anything as bad as this?
If this world is similar to the Murim manhwas and NovelPhoenixs he read, then he is gonna suffer a different kind of hell here. At this rate Junho was thinking if it was better to live in his own world.
“Haah...”
A quiet sigh escaped his lips as he looked at the night sky.
‘Dad... What should I...?”
It was then...
Spark!
Something in the air flickered.
“What the f*ck! What is this?!”
Junho instinctively got up and moved to a side instantly.
“Huh? What are you doing?”
The man in the front looked at him, narrowing his eyes. While the boy looked a bit puzzled.
Spark! Spark!
Junho pointed at the empty air where the phenomenon was happening.
“Can’t you see that thing flickering in the air?”
“...”
“...”
“Man... Did I hurt his head that hard?”
“...”
“Just keep quiet. I’m not in the mood to play with you now.”
With that the man looked away.
Spark! Spark! Spark!
While the flickering was growing even bigger.
‘Am I really the only one seeing it?’
Junho then looked at the chubby boy as if he was gonna ask him if he was seeing it.
“...”
‘Nah, forget it. He is gonna think I’m some kind of crazy bastard at this rate.’
At that moment a realization hit him.
‘Ah... right! How did I forget that? If I got transmigrated into a Murim world...’
Yep, then he should get access to a system.
Just thinking about it was making him crazy. He started rubbing his hands wildly while a twisted grin could be seen on his face.
‘Hehehehe...’
“Kekekeke...”
The others just ignored him.
‘This bastard really went mad.’
At the same time the flicker was becoming bigger and bigger and the noise grew louder.
Bzzzzz! Brzzz! Spark!
“...”
Junho’s face contorted.
‘What the hell? Why is it taking this long?’
Brzzzzzzz! Bzzzzz! Bzzzzzzzzzzzz! Spark!
‘Argh... no! Just give it to me already!’
“Hmm...”
Suddenly, the flicker started shrinking slowly and something was taking form.
‘Is it time? Ah... I’m so happy...’
The more the flicker was shrinking the brighter Junho’s face was becoming.
And at last...
“...”
Something living took its place.
“...”
Something very small.
“Heh... Hehe... F*ck it...”
Seeing the tiny thing, Junho forced a weak smile.
“What was I expecting?”
The tiny thing floating in the air opened its mouth with a bright smile on its face.
“Oh, hello there young man! I’m Ma Cheon Jo. It’s nice to meet you.”
It was a tiny old man in ghost form.
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