[{"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-325":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},1297989,1723,"Chapter 325: Dawn broke, and he went home","the-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-chapter-325",325,"\u003Cp>Chapter 325: Dawn broke, and he went home\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment Jiang Ci decisively covered that grenade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The image on the monitor, the view of everyone present,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>was dominated by a flash of white light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Wen gripped the frame of the monitor with a deathly tightness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that moment, there was no script, no director.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was only Jiang He, the final flashbacks exploding in his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The oath in the police academy auditorium roared in his ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Fight for the cause of communism for life!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The epaulettes were blinding under the sunlight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His stomach churned violently, the cold porcelain of the toilet pressed against his forehead, sweat dripping down his jaw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A little boy's bright, smiling face, and the plastic smell of a brand new schoolbag in his hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind, his own hand was trembling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, it was that torn cigarette carton cardboard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The distorted character for \"Mom\", a period that couldn't be drawn round, a home that couldn't be drawn round...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The white light faded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The smell of scorch and gunpowder mixed with blood assaulted everyone's nostrils.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Secure the scene!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Team One, Team Two! Mop up the remnants!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The \"narcotics officers\" clad in black tactical gear swarmed forward, the beams of their tactical flashlights crisscrossing through the lingering smoke and dust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The camera crane slowly descended, its lens piercing through the chaos, pushing towards the epicenter of the explosion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang He, covered in blood, lay quietly on the cold, muddy ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With his own frail back, he had shielded the few \"assault team\" members who had charged ahead,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>blocking the vast majority of the shrapnel and shockwave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cha Cai, who had been pinned beneath him, was now unrecognizable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Wen did not call cut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire film set was left with only the predetermined sounds of tactical footsteps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci lay on the ground, the searing pain from the prop explosive burn on his back,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and the sticky feel of the stage blood were terrifyingly real.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was still lingering in Jiang He's final moments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Using the last of his strength, he struggled, trying to open his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyelids felt as heavy as a thousand pounds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His vision was a blur of bloody red and swaying light and shadow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dawn was almost here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A strand of genuine, morning sunlight,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>pierced through a hole in the factory roof, through the gunpowder smoke that hadn't yet dissipated,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>transforming into a beam of light carrying motes of dust, landing precisely on his blood-smeared face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within that beam of light, he seemed to see a tall, straight-backed figure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That person wore a faded, old-style Police Superintendent uniform, the epaulettes still gleaming in the morning light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn't see the person's face clearly, but he could feel that gentle, familiar gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That figure stood within the light, silently, extending a hand towards him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci's lips moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An utterly pure smile slowly bloomed on his face, which was smeared beyond recognition with blood, grime, and gunpowder residue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn't the fawning smile of the drug dealer Ah He.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nor was it the restrained smile of the undercover agent Jiang He.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the smile belonging to that young man who took the oath at the police academy, Jiang He.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The smile of a child returning home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound equipment precisely captured that faint, breathy whisper, so light it was almost carried away by the wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Day... has broken.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the words fell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci, utilizing that terrifying control over his body, commanded the final ebb of life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That pure smile on his face froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fire that had always burned in those eyes dimmed, bit by bit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From focused, to unfocused, and finally, devoid of all spark.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was no longer the undercover agent struggling in hell, nor the low-level dealer treated like a vicious dog.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the moment dawn arrived, he was simply a child going home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Cut—!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The word Jiang Wen forced out from his throat with all his might carried an uncontrollable, violent tremor, almost cracking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That word was like a switch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The string that had been stretched to its absolute limit on set snapped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young makeup artist who had once felt heartache over the wound on Jiang Ci's face,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>who had secretly passed him a warm towel, could no longer hold back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She covered her mouth, squatting on the spot, her shoulders shaking violently, sobbing uncontrollably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What she saw was not the end of a performance, but the real passing of a vivid life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Ding! Detecting extreme composite heartbreak emotional fluctuations...]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Heartbreak Value source: All female crew members on set (makeup artists, set assistants, prop masters, medical personnel...)]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Settling... Heartbreak level determined: Epic.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Heartbreak Value settlement: +1888 points.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Medical Team! Hurry!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Assistant Director Wang's roar snapped everyone out of it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The medical personnel, clutching first aid kits, rushed forward like madmen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci still lay there, motionless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But no one saw, deep within those eyes that had already lost their \"spark\",\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the long-suppressed physiological tears finally breached the dam,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>rushing out uncontrollably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn't a silent trickle, but a spasm born from the intertwining of excruciating pain and release.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tears mixed with sweat, blood, and the ash of gunpowder,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>carved two disheveled yet glaring tracks down his rigid cheeks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He did not activate [Emotion Isolation], or rather, he couldn't even muster the thought to activate it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, he felt \"Jiang He\" deserved this most complete pain and release.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the final tribute he, as an actor, could offer this character.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, he allowed the searing pain from the explosive burn on his back,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and the immense sorrow of \"Jiang He\" the character collapsing and finding release in his final moment, to intertwine,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>gnawing at every inch of his nerves, making all his muscles stiff as iron, utterly unable to move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lei Zhong, equally disheveled, staggered to his feet from the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked down at the young man on the ground who had already \"lost vital signs\",\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>at this undercover agent he had personally \"sent off\" in the scene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This veteran Film Emperor, who had won awards until his hands were soft, did not reach out to pull him up, nor did he offer a hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He simply solemnly straightened his own tattered costume,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>then, facing \"Jiang He\" on the ground, raised his arm in an extremely unstandardized, yet profoundly solemn military salute.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was actor Lei Zhong's highest respect for actor Jiang Ci.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, Jiang Ci was lifted onto a stretcher by several set assistants.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The glaring lights, the anxious faces crowding around, the cacophony of voices, all turned into blurry patches of color in his vision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his mind, only the system notification sounds kept frantically scrolling, terrifyingly clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Ding! Due to the tragic death of the \"Jiang He\" character, triggering super-strong group empathy, Heartbreak Value continues to surge...]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Heartbreak Value +120 points...]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Heartbreak Value +235 points...]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Heartbreak Value balance surpasses twenty thousand points...]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The stretcher was lifted, the violent shaking and sense of blood loss plunging his vision into complete darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the last second before his consciousness sank into the dark, a line of numbers solidified and magnified in his mind,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>becoming the sole footnote to this grand \"death\".\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Remaining Lifespan: 16 years, 3 months, and 2 days.]\u003C\u002Fp>",1211,"2026-06-05T18:00:08.557Z",1,"novelbin.me","2d6cb25e3fdd54fc3a4875fc15ba8d16591f77ddc5f4737c280048ab17857032","the-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-chapter-326","the-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-chapter-324",366,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-cover.jpg"]