Hēi Lang quickly realized something terrifying.
He was a baby.
His arms barely moved. His vision was blurry. Every attempt to speak came out as meaningless cries.
But inside…
He was still **Kang Jun**, a 29-year-old man from another world.
*Did I seriously get dragged into another world… and reborn?*
Servants constantly talked near his crib, and slowly he learned about this place.
This was the **Murim world**, where martial artists, clans, sects, and power struggles ruled society.
And he had been born into the **Ha Jin Clan**.
Not weak.
But not strong either.
Which meant danger.
Lots of danger.
Hēi Lang hated danger.
In his previous life, Kang Jun had always been the weak one.
Bullied at school.
Ignored in college.
Looked down on at work.
Even his own family never truly supported him.
His tiny baby hand clenched unconsciously.
*Not again.*
*This time, I won't stay weak.*
Then—
A strange mechanical voice echoed in his mind.
**[System Initialization Complete.]**
Hēi Lang blinked mentally.
"…Of course. Now I get a system after being reborn?"