[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-grind-to-cash-system-buy-sss-skills-to-spam-them":3,"chapter-grind-to-cash-system-buy-sss-skills-to-spam-them-grind-to-cash-system-buy-sss-skills-to-spam-them-chapter-1":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Grind-to-Cash System: Buy SSS Skills to Spam them Infinitely with Cash",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":18,"prevChapterSlug":19,"totalChapters":20,"novelImage":21},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":12,"translator":16,"content_hash":17},1739667,2224,"Chapter 1 - Let’s Start with a Cliché Intro","grind-to-cash-system-buy-sss-skills-to-spam-them-chapter-1",1,"\u003Cp>If someone asked me how it all started, I'd probably blame the vending machine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I wanted chips—it gave me a soda. I shook it, and it splashed its white, thick, fizzy, slippery liqui—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ahem, right, forgot this isn't that kind of R-18 story.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anyway, blinded by sugar-foam betrayal, I stumbled back onto the road.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A truck came straight at me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And nothing happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wasn't one of those stories where I just die like an idiot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thanks to my highly athletic, acrobatic, totally anime-protagonist-worthy reflexes, I did two backflips and dodged the truck like a pro... only to flip over the metal railing and dive straight into the lake below.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And mind you, the lake was dry... yeah, no water at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now that I think about it... the logic's kind of wobbly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Doesn't suit the plot at all, does it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, how do I actually begin the story of my transmigration?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Let's go with this:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"SOMEONE HELP!\" I screamed with every fiber of my lungs. My palms pressed against something solid—rough, unpainted wood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not your usual 'isekai intro.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More like... being buried alive in a coffin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'I'm literally about to die, yet my chuuni, fourth-wall-breaking syndrome decides now is the time to awaken?' I muttered between ragged breaths, my hands flailing in the tight space, thudding against the curved walls—which felt more like a damn egg than a coffin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Egg?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in that moment, as if a small electric current jump-started my brain cells, realization dawned:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I was inside an egg.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Shit,' I huddled forward, pressing my ear against the inner wall, trying to catch sounds from outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The texture, the hardness, the curved shape... it made too much sense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Arg...rgh...humans...kill...the...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A faint scream, distorted, barely reaching me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I strained to hear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What!?—haah, what the hell—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A blast rocked the shell, knocking me into the side of my prison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grabbing both walls with my palms, I felt the whole thing lurch and tilt like a stuck roller coaster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swish—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, a sharp sword strike sliced through the head of the egg.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Light poured in like a slap to the face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hard shell cracked open, falling away like a busted can.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, I felt the same kind of panic one might feel when seeing a light in the night after an intimate fight with another man's wife, who is now arriving at the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What would one feel at that time?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yeah. Pure, unfiltered terror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because whatever could slice this egg open definitely wasn't friendly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lid of the egg snapped forward like a flipped coin, flying through the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And that's when I saw it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The world outside was on fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No, seriously. Everything was burning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through a haze of smoke and flame, I saw a man wielding a glowing sword, stabbing a lizard-like, two-legged human.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fall, beasts! Your witchcraft is no match for the Sword of Heaven!\" he roared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lizard gasped, wand slipping from his clawed hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You... you broke the sky... you broke everything...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he crumpled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Am I on a movie set?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Humans sliced down lizard men left and right, their swords glowing, trailing streaks of energy through the smoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No, this wasn't Scar farts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Definitely not.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>ZWOOoooo!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sharp whistling sound ripped past me, followed by—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Explosions rocked the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jets—actual firefighting jets—tried to douse the flames, while fighter planes twisted overhead like wasps on crack, bombing the chaos below.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Wait, something's wrong...'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Squinting through the insanity, something clicked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The way the humans moved, the way the swords gleamed, the flow of battle—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It tickled that part of my brain finely tuned by years of drinking web novels, eating manhwa series, and farting poorly animated anime of those legendary manhwas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Cultivators?!'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cultivators—robes flowing, weapons flashing—fought desperately against lizard men, blood splattering like it was shot on a Michael Bay budget.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three worlds smashed together: a fantasy, a sci-fi thriller, and a xianxia novel... all blended into one bad acid trip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Definitely the work of a dumbass author who's gonna mess up the execution.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And me?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I slowly, painstakingly, awkwardly climbed out of the egg.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One leg at a time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My muscles felt like they hadn't worked in centuries, and for a minute, I almost fell face-first into a pile of burnt lizard guts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Standing up, wobbling like a newborn foal, I took in the scene before me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'...I need to get the hell out of here,' my mind screamed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The metallic stench of blood, the choking smoke, the sight of towering cities half-collapsed under an angry sky—it all clawed at my senses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Floating platforms, broken skyscrapers, and fire—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wasn't just a battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the end of someone's world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I blinked once. Twice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And I was coming out of an egg in this world's end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My mouth flapped uselessly, like a fish gasping for meaning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'This... this isn't just my illusion, man.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I staggered back, vertigo punching my gut, when suddenly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A human warrior in battered armor, face streaked with blood, stabbed a lizard man right in front of me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a grunt, he flung the corpse aside like dirty laundry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The body skidded to a stop right next to my egg.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And I finally noticed—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A broken beaker nearby, smoking, boiling water inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bits of my eggshell floating in it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boiling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cooking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'These bastards were boiling my egg!? Was I supposed to be breakfast or something!?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a fleeting second, I thought maybe I'd been reborn as some lizard prince or dragon baby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But nah.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First, no one boils their own children's eggs, and second, I looked down at myself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Panic exploded inside me like a bag of popcorn—delayed popcorn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jerking my hand up, I stared at it, expecting clawed talons or green scales or something eldritch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Normal fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Skin color?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Also humanly—no racism.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...except for the faintest shimmer of translucent scales, glistening and vanishing, almost absorbed into the skin like some bad CG.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Phew. False alarm,\" I sighed, lowering my hand—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And felt something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something moving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I slid my hand cautiously down my back... and landed on something thick. Slimy. Moving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That's definitely not someone's dic—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, it was....\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My butt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My fingers roamed all over my butt, moving to my waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I definitely do not have a butt fetish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At least not for male butts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A tail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A goddamn tail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"WAIT, WAIT, WAIT, HOLD THE HELL UP!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Spinning wildly, tail flailing like a possessed snake, one thing became crystal clear:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I was not 100% human anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As I tried to mentally reboot—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>wiping imaginary tears from my sanity—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A figure strode forward out of the smoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood-slick hair. Wild eyes. Sword dragging in one hand, tongue licking the blade with a sick, gleeful glint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eyes gleaming, he pointed straight at me, a slow grin stretching across his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ohhh~ A half-human... half-lizard,\" he crooned, the way a cat croons when it finds a crippled mouse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fwip!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A dagger flashed through the air—whistling past my poor, innocent, future-child-making equipment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It embedded itself an inch below from my precious assets as my body was propped back on the boiling pot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Miraculously, I didn't feel any heat at all; instead, I just turned my head down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I stared at the dagger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then at my dick—I was naked, bare, nude.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'What the hell with the size!?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But life first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then at the psycho.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My brain did the only logical thing it could:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I VOLUNTEER AS A VIRGIN, PLEASE SPARE ME!\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1244,"2026-06-06T16:35:52.539Z","novelbin.me","3f9ecb7d9fda939bf660171361ed3e03a07a3ad9deebe68025956487c5665280","grind-to-cash-system-buy-sss-skills-to-spam-them-chapter-2","grind-to-cash-system-buy-sss-skills-to-spam-them-chapter-70",70,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fgrind-to-cash-system-buy-sss-skills-to-spam-them-cover.jpg"]