[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans":3,"chapter-the-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-the-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-chapter-294":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","The More Tragic I Act, the Stronger I Get — My Fans Beg Me to Stop Killing Off My Roles",{"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},1297958,1723,"Chapter 294: Is This Kid Made of Iron?","the-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-chapter-294",294,"\u003Cp>The martial arts director's surname was Chen, known in the industry as Old Chen, a retired SWAT officer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone present understood the implication behind his words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was to give this newly arrived celebrity a harsh lesson.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sun Zhou stood at the warehouse entrance, his heart in his throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had personally witnessed how Old Chen trained those featured actors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn't training at all; it was torture to the brink of death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lei Zhong and Wu Gang didn't speak, only exchanging a knowing glance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They stepped back with great interest, clearing the space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They also wanted to see just how much substance this young man, who had just stunned them with his performance in the dialogue scene, truly possessed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at Old Chen and nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let's begin.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The training began.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Old Chen showed no courtesy whatsoever. With a swift turn, his right leg cutting through the air with a whoosh,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a precise roundhouse kick landed solidly on the outer side of Jiang Ci's thigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thud!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A dull impact echoed through the empty warehouse, making Sun Zhou's eyelids twitch violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That hit, forget ordinary people, even someone with training would be brought to their knees in pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, Jiang Ci only swayed violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He steadied himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment 【Body of Steel (Basic)】 took effect, the excruciating pain that would have made an ordinary person's muscles cramp was reduced by sixty percent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The remaining pain, far from making him retreat, instead pierced through some dormant switch within his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adrenaline instantly surged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He simply thought Old Chen had held back, not daring to use full force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Driven by an inexplicable sense of responsibility, Jiang Ci decided to cooperate a bit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn't let Instructor Chen's harsh lesson fall flat, so he staggered a step with the force, bracing his knee.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he looked up, speaking with an utterly sincere attitude:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Instructor Chen, you can use more force. I can take it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The warehouse fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lei Zhong had just pulled out a cigarette to light, but his hand froze mid-air upon hearing this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Wu Gang's normally stern face showed a flicker of astonishment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Old Chen's face darkened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt challenged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A kid in his early twenties, telling him, a former SWAT officer, to \"use more force\"?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Very good.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alright, you said it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Old Chen threw away the protective gear in his hand, his gaze completely changing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If before it was just a \"lesson,\" now, he was getting serious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sank his stance, took a step forward, and directly increased the force to seventy percent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fist whistled through the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thud!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A straight punch smashed against Jiang Ci's blocking forearm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thud! Thud! Thud!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Side kick, elbow strike, combination punches.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dense, meaty thuds of fists meeting flesh were terrifying,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>each sound heavy and bone-jarring, tightening the hearts of everyone present.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The few stuntmen who had come with Old Chen,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>who initially held a watching-the-show attitude, were now completely unable to laugh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They even turned their heads away somewhat uncomfortably, not daring to watch anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sun Zhou's face was already as white as paper. He covered his mouth to stop himself from crying out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only Jiang Wen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stood in the shadows of the warehouse, motionless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His square-jawed face showed no emotion, only a pair of eyes that shone frighteningly bright in the dim light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Half an hour passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Old Chen's movements had noticeably slowed. His chest heaved violently, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In contrast, Jiang Ci.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His white T-shirt was now covered in dust, his exposed skin a patchwork of shocking blue and purple bruises.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he was still standing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His breathing, though somewhat rapid, remained steady.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those clear, bright eyes held only a kind of highly focused calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is this kid made of iron?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Old Chen stared at this monster before him, decades of combat experience and understanding being slowly crushed to pieces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Jiang Ci's mind, the system's notification tone inappropriately chimed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Host, please note, Body of Steel is not invincible. Your bones are fine,】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【but subcutaneous tissue has suffered extensive bruising, soft tissue contusions are worsening. It is recommended to immediately cease this suicidal behavior.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci ignored it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could feel the fatigue and pain accumulating in his body,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>but that obsession originating from the character \"Ice Chisel\" overpowered his body's instincts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could not fall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An undercover agent, before exposure, must never fall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This almost masochistic persistence made Jiang Wen's eyes gleam with excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was exactly what he wanted!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the kind of madness—standing to die even with broken bones—that he wanted!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the undercover agent in his script, Jiang He,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>who had lurked in the drug den for years, surviving on inhuman willpower!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hah—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Old Chen let out a hoarse roar, mustering his last ounce of strength to throw a final punch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Exhausted, his form was already broken, full of openings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Almost instinctively, Jiang Ci raised his arm to block.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He just wanted to block this punch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the exhausted Old Chen seemed to crash into a wall,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the force of his own punch causing him to stagger back and finally collapse to the ground, sitting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The stuntmen's jaws dropped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lei Zhong, the unlit cigarette dangling from his mouth, didn't even notice when it fell to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Gang also rose from his chair, his face unable to conceal his shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He won? This kid, he took down Old Chen?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sun Zhou felt like he was dreaming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His brother... was this fierce?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, everyone thought Jiang Ci was a hidden martial arts master.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci was also stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at Old Chen sitting on the ground with a dazed expression, then at his own hands, completely confused about what had happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He just blocked once, didn't he?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the situation turn awkward, Jiang Ci's survival instincts instantly kicked in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hurried over, flustered, trying to help Old Chen up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Instructor Chen, are you okay?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he helped him up, he explained in an utterly sincere tone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The floor's slippery. The floor's slippery.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Old Chen: \"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone: \"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From this moment on, the way everyone in the entire film crew looked at Jiang Ci completely changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They no longer saw a \"pretty boy\" who needed special treatment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They saw a \"tough guy\" who was more reckless with his life than any of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Wen walked out from the shadows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He went straight to Jiang Ci, not uttering a single word of comfort, and patted the dust off his shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, he turned to everyone and announced in his steady voice:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tomorrow, 9 AM sharp, everyone, we're going to the Martyrs' Cemetery to pay respects.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze finally settled on Jiang Ci.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"After that, we start filming directly.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paused, as if remembering something, and added.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Jiang Ci, bring your instrument.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flicker of confusion passed over Jiang Wen's face, something even he didn't notice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Though I really have no idea why you listed that as your special skill...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pursed his lips, ultimately not saying the name of that instrument out loud.\u003C\u002Fp>",1181,"2026-06-05T18:00:08.557Z",1,"novelbin.me","0b34ee703a470768dfea59823f32ef231f6dd013d8751c22238a74b3ddf07e53","the-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-chapter-295","the-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-chapter-293",366,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-cover.jpg"]