Li Xue was, by all means, an ordinary guy. A happy little programmer who spent his days debugging code, cursing ts, and praying that his backlog wouldn’t explode ht. Life was good.

  Then, for reasons beyond his uanding, he ulled into an infinite flow world. That was less good.

  And then he died ih dungeon. That was just pin rude.

  The hing he knew, he was standing in the middle of nowhere, drenched by rain, staring at a carriage that had been thhly barbecued by a lightning strike. How did he know it was lightning? Because the sky was still at it, fshing and booming like an overly enthusiastic DJ at a music festival.

  Nearby, a young woman y lifeless, her body smoking slightly. Li Xue sighed, feeling an odd mix of sympathy and mild horror. Pirl. She must’ve been right o the carriage when it happened. At the very least, she deserved a proper burial.

  Just as he bent down to che her, his eyes flicked toward the puddle of water by his feet. That was when he froze.

  Long, silky bck hair. Pink eyes. Fair skin.

  And, worst of all…

  Beautiful.

  So painfully beautiful that even in the dim lighting, he could tell his face beloo some celestial fairy from the heavens.

  “Wait, wait, wait.” Li Xue grabbed his own face, his fingers running over unfamiliar features. “This isn’t my body.”

  He was supposed to be an average-looking guy! Not ugly, not stunning—just det! Sure, he was tall and had good proportions, but he had never once been described as beautiful.

  What kind of ic joke was this?

  As he tried to make sense of this absolute nonsense, a voice echoed in his head.

  [Ding! gratutions! You are now a member of the ailed Fox !]

  Li Xue blinked. “…What?”

  [The body you are looking at belongs to the only child of the te Prime Mihe problem is… she was a crucial part of the world’s plot. And thanks to your thunderirance, she is now very much dead.]

  Li Xue was silent.

  The rain tio pour.

  The voice tinued nontly, as if this was pletely normal: [Would you like to receive the script of this world?]

  A golden scroll appeared before him. As soon as he touched it, knowledge flooded his mind.

  Gu Yunn was abandoned otlefield by his father, the Emperor. Betrayed ao die, he crawled out of the wreckage with nothing but vengean his heart. Growing up amidst schemes, bloodshed, and backstabbing family members, Gu Yunn became a ruthless, cold-blooded warlord.

  The te Prime Minister, foreseeing disaster, wao suppu Yunn by his child’s hand in marriage, f an alliathen Gu Yunn’s position. However, before he could do so, the Third Prince had him assassinated, pinning the crime on Gu Yunn.

  As a result, the Emperor forced Gu Yunn to marry the Prime Minister’s child to “prove his innoce.”

  On the wedding night, Gu Yunn—being the absolute lunatic he was—strangled his newlywed spouse on sight.

  Then he promptly started a rebellion.

  And he was good at it.

  With strategy and sheer brutality, he turhe empire upside down. However, just when he was on the verge of victory, he was betrayed by his most trusted rade—the same person who had aided him tless times.

  But don’t worry, dear reader. This isn’t a tragic story.

  Gu Yunn was saved by his loyal general, the only person who ever truly uood him. They ran away together, tiheir fight from the shadows, aually, married and lived happily ever after.

  After reading the script, Li Xue slowly lowered the golden scroll.

  His stomach ed.

  Then he looked at the still-smoking body of the Prime Minister’s only child. The one who was supposed tu Yunn. The one who was supposed to suffer an early death at the hands of that lunatic.

  And thanks to Li Xue’s impromptu lightning strike… she had died early.

  [Ding! Alert! The world’s bance has been disrupted! Please find a way to correct the plot!]

  Li Xue sat down on a stone, his wet clothes ging to his new, fragile body.

  He buried his fa his hands.

  He wao cry.

  Who wrote this script?!

  What kind of crackhead thought, “Oh yes, the best way to start a romance is STRANGLING SOMEOO DEATH”?!

  The voice coughed awkwardly. [This is the script that maintains ban the world.]

  “Screw bahis script is insane!”

  But fine. Fine. If the world wanted bance, he’d give it bance.

  His powers from the infinite flow dungeons were weak, but he could still use them. The more he used them, the more they’d recover.

  The voice hesitated. [Do you have a pn?]

  Li Xue smiled, brushing his wet hair back. His pink eyes gleamed iorm.

  “Easy. I’ll just pretend to be the Prime Minister’s child and marry Gu Yunn myself.”