[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-simultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m":3,"chapter-simultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-simultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-chapter-17":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Simultaneously Transmigrated: My Cheat Skill Is Myself",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2315272,4528,"Chapter 17","simultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-chapter-17",17,"\u003Cp>「Yawn!」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next day, Zhang Jie woke up on time and washed his face, then let out a huge yawn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With dark circles under his eyes, he listlessly brushed his teeth, halfhearted and sluggish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Speaking of which, though our Great Song is an ancient world, toothbrushes and toothpaste have already appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Toothbrushes are usually made of boar bristles; toothpaste is a mixture of fine salt, pearl powder, and bamboo charcoal powder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, only wealthy households can afford such toothbrushes and toothpaste.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ordinary commoners typically make do with willow twigs or mulberry branches.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At most, they add a bit of coarse salt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「Pfft!」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Zhang Jie’s listless state, Pan Jinlian couldn’t help but laugh aloud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie glanced at Pan Jinlian, whose charm had grown even more pronounced than yesterday,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>silently sighing in his heart that indeed, only oxen die from overwork, never land worn out, and continued brushing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What had he gone through last night?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First, he had fought a full-scale World War I,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>then raced dozens of miles to wipe out the entire Wild Boar Village,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and finally returned to fight a full-scale World War II.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even an iron man couldn’t withstand such abuse!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie now somewhat understood why some animals finish in just ten, twenty seconds—or even a few seconds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aside from the danger of being exposed in the wild and the risk of attracting predators, it simply drained too much energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie, whose time was measured in shi, felt this was truly unsustainable!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After brushing his teeth and washing his face, Zhang Jie picked up a mirror to comb his hair and stared at his haggard reflection,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>instantly feeling as if he had been possessed by Chu Yunfei, commander of the 358th Regiment of the Shanxi-Sui Army—no,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>by the traitorous Lü Bu, Lü Fengxian himself—he glared fiercely and declared:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「I have been weakened by wine and lust, grown so pale! From today on, I quit alcohol!」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside him, Pan Jinlian blinked her beautiful big eyes, as if saying:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master, you’ve never even drunk alcohol before!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But being sharp-witted, she chose not to respond.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, men’s stubbornness and pride on certain matters were harder than the corner of a city wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the old steward, who came daily to report household affairs, subtly warned Zhang Jie:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「Young Master, male-female affection is human nature;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a little indulgence is only natural, but moderation is still essential!」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「I know, I know.」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie waved his hand dismissively, uninterested.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old steward was a trusted retainer left to him by his father, Master Zhang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For these past three years, thanks to his management, Zhang Jie had been able to shut out all worldly distractions\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and devoted himself entirely to studying the sages, preparing for the imperial examinations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old steward’s grandfather had been the Zhang family steward; he was now the third generation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was utterly loyal to the Zhang family and deeply cared for Zhang Jie, so Zhang Jie always treated him as an elder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only pity was that the old steward had only one daughter, already married, with no son.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Zhang family’s fourth-generation steward had yet to be named.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, his son would surely have been Zhang Jie’s personal attendant, training to become the fourth-generation steward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie, having Pan Jinlian to serve him and having heard what other scholars did with their attendants,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>had never hired another attendant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, the position of only son’s attendant in Yanggu County would have sparked a fierce rivalry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, wouldn't everyone in Yanggu County be fighting over the position of Zhang the Merchant's only son's page?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tonight, I’ll go to the shared space and pressure Zhang Jie from Yitian to train harder!」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having lost face before Pan Jinlian and the old steward, Zhang Jie decided\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>to go to the shared space tonight and urge Yitian Zhang Jie to train properly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he hadn’t slacked off during his usual training, how could Zhang Jie have ended up in this predicament?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Water Margin Zhang Jie: Abandon personal dignity, embrace a wicked life,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reject mental exhaustion, act out when problems arise,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Better to make others suffer than to suffer yourself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hmm, this shared space was a brand-new version—they could enter whenever they wished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But since no new Zhang Jie had arrived, Yitian Zhang Jie had little to talk about,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and having grown addicted, he’d spent the past two nights launching world wars,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>so he hadn’t met Yitian Zhang Jie in two nights.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he hasn't met Yi Tian Zhang Jie for two nights now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At noon, as Zhang Jie slept in to recuperate, preparing to avenge himself tonight,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the entire Yanggu County erupted in commotion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「Dong! Dong! Dong!」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gongs and drums thundered, firecrackers exploded—sound reverberating across half the county.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「The Tiger-Slaying Hero has arrived!」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「The Tiger-Slaying Hero has arrived!」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A crowd of commoners escorted a towering, immensely muscular man—tall at least nine chi—slowly entering through the city gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A crowd of townspeople slowly escorted a towering man, at least nine feet tall, into the city gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A confused bystander grabbed a passerby and asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man he grabbed didn’t get angry; instead, he beamed with excitement:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「The Tiger-Slaying Hero has come to our Yanggu County!」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「Tiger-slaying?」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「Is killing just one big tiger worth such a spectacle?」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The confused bystander still didn’t get it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Yanggu and Qinghe counties, big tigers weren’t rare at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the nearby deep forests, there were probably over a hundred tigers of all sizes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every renowned hunter in the region hadn’t killed at least one tiger with his bow?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In other words, if you hadn’t killed a tiger, how could you call yourself a famous hunter?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The most famed and skilled hunter nearby was said to be able to shoot arrows\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>straight through a tiger’s eye without damaging its pelt, just like hunting geese!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「No, it’s different.」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The informed bystander shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「How is it different?」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The uninformed bystander pressed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「Two differences.」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The informed bystander held up two fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「Please elaborate.」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The uninformed bystander leaned forward, ears open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Other nearby villagers, hearing there was gossip, quickly gathered around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Chinese love of gossip hadn’t changed much even in this ancient Great Song world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Surrounded by so many, the informed bystander’s desire to show off surged—he began:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「The first difference is the tiger itself.」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「Tell us, tell us!」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several in the crowd urged eagerly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「Do you all know the tiger on Jingyang Ridge?」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The informed bystander didn’t answer directly but asked in return.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「How could we not know?」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「A few months ago, a white-browed, golden-eyed tiger suddenly appeared on Jingyang Ridge.」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「This tiger was several times larger than others and unusually cunning.」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「It had repeatedly attacked people on Jingyang Ridge, claiming many lives,」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「forcing the authorities to post notices warning travelers.」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「Not only common folk and passing merchants suffered,」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not only ordinary civilians and passing merchants suffered greatly from it,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even experienced hunters had been attacked by it multiple times,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and seven or eight hunters had already lost their lives.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A merchant who regularly traded between Yanggu and Qinghe counties,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and had to pass through Jingyang Ridge, said with a grim expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet, being a merchant in this world, he was no fool—he exclaimed happily:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Could it be that this tiger is the very one on Jingyang Ridge?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Precisely.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The informed villagers nodded in confirmation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Excellent! Wonderful!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nearby villagers, upon hearing the news, clapped and cheered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although most of them had never been to Jingyang Ridge, nor had any relatives or friends killed by the tiger,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>they shared kinship with the victims as fellow humans; moved by empathy, they cheered at the news that the man-eating tiger had been slain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What else?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone realized he had only mentioned one point!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sensing more gossip to come, the villagers turned their gaze once again to the informed villager.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The second point is this: the tiger-slayer is no ordinary man.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The informed villager continued, swaying his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s so special about that?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hunting a tiger is just a matter of bows, traps, or overwhelming numbers.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A man with some knowledge of hunting scoffed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“These people speak of ‘the’ Tiger-Slaying Hero—not ‘the’ Tiger-Slaying Heroes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could it be that a single hunter slew this rampant tiger alone?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A middle-aged scholar, dressed in a blue robe, analyzed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This scholar, surnamed Li, though past forty and still unpassed the imperial exams, had opened a private school in Yanggu County,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and regardless of how much tuition the children paid, he treated them all equally—earning him great respect in Yanggu County.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mr. Li speaks truly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Exactly!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other villagers nodded in agreement, deeply convinced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though slaying one tiger was no great feat, slaying one that had killed dozens—alone—truly deserved the title of Tiger-Slaying Hero.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although slaying a large tiger isn't much, slaying one this wounded and—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, the informed villager, as if possessed by Bao Budong of the Murong clan from the Eightfold Dragon Sect, shook his head vigorously again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kind sir, please enlighten us.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mr. Li, living up to his reputation, conducted himself with proper decorum,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>even showing courtesy to this common villager with no official standing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mr. Li, you are too formal.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The informed villager, his vanity greatly satisfied, hurriedly helped Mr. Li to his feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Friends, this tiger was not killed by bows or traps,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>but beaten to death with a single staff and a pair of iron fists!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The informed villager revealed all he knew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What? Is this true?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Such a mighty man exists?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Could this be a lie?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment the villager finished speaking, the crowd erupted in uproar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>People murmured among themselves, most refusing to believe it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was not that they were foolish, but the idea of killing a tiger barehanded\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>was simply too incredible, too implausible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even those who had never read or seen a tiger had heard through word of mouth\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>that tigers possessed bones and sinews far stronger than humans, and claws and fangs far sharper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One who subdued a tiger with bare flesh was no longer human—he was a god, a Buddha.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Buddhist temples enshrined a Buddha known as the Tiger-Taming Arhat, standing beside the Dragon-Taming Arhat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Taming dragons and taming tigers—both were feats of divine power, worshipped by all!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Friends, instead of arguing here, why not go and see for yourselves?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, hearsay is unreliable; only seeing with your own eyes is truth.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Mr. Li proposed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mr. Li is right.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s do it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those whose curiosity had been fully aroused immediately agreed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if the informed villager exaggerated, since he had drawn such attention,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the Tiger-Slaying Hero must surely possess some real ability, right?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>People debated: who could kill a tiger with bare fists? Did he have three heads and six arms?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or was he a giant, eight feet tall with a waist of equal girth?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under Mr. Li’s lead, the crowd headed toward the growing throng gathered around the Tiger-Slaying Hero.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>People were discussing and wondering who could kill a fierce tiger with bare fists—could he have three heads and six arms?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or was he a giant, eight feet tall and eight feet around the waist?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under Li the Scholar’s guidance, the crowd headed toward the growing ranks of the tiger-slaying hero.\u003C\u002Fp>",1867,"2026-06-20T14:22:35.989Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","42c46c86d40ff207a96c19d70b508041d62ba9979507db9ab18e0bac4bb42a22","simultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-chapter-18","simultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-chapter-16",601,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsimultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-cover.jpg"]