Good news: I transmigrated into a slice-of-life show for kids. I feel totally safe!
Bad news: Some organization turned me into a monster?!
Good news: I awakened the protagonist's destiny and became the disciple of an absurdly powerful transmigrator. So my story should be a classic, blood-pumping hero's journey!
Bad news: My master is a lazy old man who spends all day thinking about life on a park bench. This script is a Bad End.
My name is Ling Cang. I just want to be an utterly ordinary slacker in this world.
But things never go my way. Space pirates are hunting me from the outside, while the Tragic Kingdom is stirring up trouble from within. My peaceful daily life is hanging by a thread!
Then I discover that my cheap master, Lan Yan, is unbelievably strong!
[Basic Hand-to-Hand Combat]→ [Mastery of Ancient Martial Arts]→ [Cosmic Phantom Beast Fist]: One punch, and a dragon and tiger follow in its wake, boosting combat power by 300%!
I thought that if I just got strong enough, I could tear up this cursed Bad End script!
Then my master reveals a shocking secret: he's the previous guy who got this script and ruined his playthrough!
Lan Yan (sighing as he picks his toes): “Cheer up, my dear disciple. I'm doing this to pass on our culture and train the next generation... Ahem, mainly because you're pretty good at taking a beating.”
Me: “Like hell I believe you! You rotten old geezer, you're nothing but trouble!”
But when I look back and see those girls, still smiling and shouting “Ultra Happy” even after getting beaten to the brink of despair...
I clench my fists with all my might.
To hell with letting things take their course! To hell with a predetermined script!
I'm done with this!
I'll fight my own way to my Happy End!
