I Will Be Good People's
Episode 1's

My name is Jun Huanrang. I died because of a passenger ship I was aboard in the explosion of a t*rr*r*s and drowned because it was trapped on the lower deck.

When I die, I hold a book related to the world of self-training or known as murim.

And just as I thought I was going to go into the world after death, I opened my eyes to see myself standing on top of the arena fighting the murky world.

"Ling Chyou, I'm sure you won't let go of me this time, right. I, Zhang Quon, will finish you off."

Huanrang looked at the child in his 13s in confusion. He also saw the ancient clothes he was wearing.

'Did he say, Zhang Quon? Mc in the harem murim book? Mc who will finally have 8 wives and 10 concubines? And I'm Ling Chyou? The son of a bitch who died horribly because he was looking for the same mc op. That's right.'

Panicked people could not move.

'What can a 17-year-old child who dies from a family vacation and always skips class and relies on a 100 percent family do in a world that relies on this power!?'

Zhang Quon was willing to attack him now.

At that time he got the memory of the 13-year-old boy.

'If I become strong and boast of the family name, father will glance at me.'

Huanrang held his head in confusion.

'Why did you make my brother the heir? Does he really hate me?'

The memories keep flowing.

'Zhang Quon, he's not even from a famous family! He dares to be strong-ass here!? I have to teach her. He needs to know the strength of the Ling family!'

And the many violent deeds he had done to Zhang Quon flowed in his head.

"Let's just lose. I can't win how pound. He's mc op."

With the supply of memories from the boy Ling Chyou, Huanrang who was now a boy could use Ling Chyou's martial arts.

He already knew that he was going to lose, so he did not fight seriously.

But he lost after not being able to dodge Zhang Quon's 1 kick that knocked him out of the arena.

"The match won by Zhang Quon!"

The bewildered sounds of the audience rang out and Zhang Quon simply clasped his hands tightly.

Even though he won, no one cheered for him.

Ling Chyou woke up and returned to that fighting arena.

'How dare you humiliate me like that! You want to die!'

That's what he's supposed to say now. Losing out of the arena was a shame in this despicable world.

He looked at the Ling family seat. His father and brother were watching it.

His father was Ling Huo, a 3-star martial artist and his younger brother Ling Chen, a sky level 1 martial artist.

The power level has 7 levels before it rises to the next level.

The universe has 7

Earth

Soil

Sky

Month

Star

Sun

Deities.

Ling Chyou, a Ground 4 level martial artist.

'Ling Chyou's development was very slow. He even fell apart with his own sister.'

Huanrang could see Zhang Quon staring at him sharply.

'Well, I'm gay and he's really my type. Stop the. He would be in the sight of a beautiful girl from a powerful sect. Why do martial artists have all long hair?'

Huanrang could see his long hair unraveling after being thrown out. The 13-year-old was very handsome as well. His hair was white and his handsome face made him different from everyone. Here the common colors of hair are black, brown and blue. Her hair is also black.

His red eyes also made him different from the others just to tell him he was mc.

Most of the people here have black, brown, blue eyes and much more besides red.

'But he was therefore looked down upon because it was not the same as the others. No one even cheered for his victory.'

Huanrang sighed and approached Zhang Quon.

'From now on, let's be a good person to get involved with this harem mc and live a long life as Ling Chyou.'

Zhang Quon was still staring intently at Ling Chyou.

'I admit you are strong. I won't bother you anymore. You should raise your head when you win. I believe you you are stronger than who the pound here is. So, have fun today."

Ling Chyou said that while patting his shoulder. He walked past Zhang Quon and bowed respectfully to his father and sister.

"Sir, I'm sorry I lost to shame."

'I will quit martial artists by using this humiliating defeat. He must be so angry that I smeared Ling's surname from this child's memory.'

Before he could speak, his father spoke.

"Chyou, you can raise your head. I'm glad you weren't hurt. There's nothing embarrassing about it."

"Eh....?"

'Your father hates you? Satan, are you kidding? Obviously your father is worried about you! And she cares so much about you just seeing your hair fall apart makes her furrow her eyebrows!'

Because growing up with a harmonious and over-protective family, of course Huanrang knows how the expression given his family who worried him. And it was the same with his father at this time.

But in the eyes of others, his father was furrowing his eyebrows because he was disappointed with his son.

"Yes. Thank you dad."

Unknowingly, Ling Chyou smiled as he called Ling Huo father. It was a word Ling Chyou would never say for fear that his father hated him.

His father wanted his brother pounded hearing that.

"Then I say it first. We'll talk later."

That way, Ling Chyou with a smile on his face was extremely happy twisting his body and his eyes met Zhang Quon's confused eyes.

"You should also smile happily. You're as handsome as that should have a beautiful smile."

He was happy to be able to leave early. After this there will be a severe commotion between mc and the children of prominent families who hate him.

He left the arena.

Everyone who saw him leave was very strange.

"Snack."

But what felt strange the most, was the person who had just fought him.

He looked at Ling Huo, the one who told him to make things easier for his son.

"Is this what you really want?"

Zhang Quon muttered to himself.

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In the copy room.

"Well.... What happened to my other family? I'm sure they're very worried. For the family I love, no need to worry, I wish you all well and continue to live your lives. I won't forget you guys, but from now on, I'll be someone else and have another family. Ling Chyou, let me use your body."

Huanrang clenched his hands as if begging and praying.

"Thank you for this opportunity. I will do well and will not look back. I promise to live to the appointed time."

She ended her prayer with a promise she made with herself. He looked at the glass and Jung Huanrang's arrogant face looked at him.

"Ghost!?"

- Is it finished?-

Ling Chyou was really shocked to the point of sitting on the floor.

I just have a minute here. I just want to say that I will occupy your body and live your life from now on. Thanks to my training, I was able to get out of what else the name of that thing was

Jun Huanrang in the glass muttered in annoyance.

"Dec ship?"

-yes it. I died because I was poisoned in the next 5 years. Then I fought Zhang Quon and it made him accused of killing me when I was poisoned by someone. So be careful.-

So in conclusion, they switched bodies because they were destined to die on the same day.

"Good, take good care of my family. I must miss them."

- You're right. They were so noisy just because I was scratched on the cheek

Ling Chyou could see his old face being scratched.

me too, take care of my family. I have no good memories with them. But seeing the family that raised you, you can definitely have good memories

"good. I leave my family to you and leave your family to me."

Jun Huanrang shook his head at Ling Chyou's supposedly arrogant and cold confident answer.

we will not meet again. This is the last time we'll see our own face. That's funny.-

"Good, may you be happy as me. That's all I want from you. Because I'll be happy with your body."

A smile was engraved on Jun Huanrang's face and nodded before the glass blurred like water swaying and displayed Ling Chyou's face.

"Yes, let's be good people."

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