I've transmigrated?

Chapter 1 I've transmigrated?

Under the big tree in front of the village chief's house in Holy Soul Village sat a child of about three years old, his eyes glazed over, seemingly in a daze, repeatedly muttering the same phrase: "I've transmigrated! I actually transmigrated! I freaking transmigrated!"

My name is Jerry, I'm 23 years old, and I'm an orphan.

[The names were given by the orphanage director because the cartoon "Tom and Jerry" was very popular at the time, and Jerry the mouse was very clever. The director simply copied Jerry's name. There was also a clumsy little boy, whom the director named Tom.]

[This name has been the subject of countless jokes over the past 23 years!]

I just graduated this year and found a job at a bubble tea shop. I'll start tomorrow.

[If nothing unexpected happened, my daily work would consist of making milk tea and watching all the pretty girls buying it. A blissful life was on the horizon, but then, an unexpected incident occurred!]

[Thinking about having to work tomorrow, I couldn't sleep tonight, so I found a Douluo Continent fanfiction novel on my bed, read it with great enjoyment, and then fell asleep!]

When I woke up again, I had transmigrated! I had actually transmigrated! I had fucking transmigrated! Why the hell...?

When I woke up, I was lying on a tattered bed. The room contained only an old table, two stools, and a wooden door that looked like it belonged to the 1950s or 60s. Behind the door were farm tools.

[No way! I've actually traveled back to the old era!]

[Run out quickly. Before you lies a dilapidated little village. At the entrance stands a very large tree, and beneath it are stone tables and chairs, without any particular carvings.]

[Sigh! I sat down at the stone table, looking at the dilapidated village. Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through my head, and many memories flooded my mind, including the memories of a child named Jerry. His parents had been gone since he could remember, and he had a grandfather named Jack, the village chief of Holy Soul Village, whom everyone called Old Jack.]

[I've been possessed by a soul, specifically a child's body.]

[Who transmigrated me here? Couldn't I just be reborn? Possessing a dead person's body would be tolerable, but to make me possess a child's body? That's outrageous!]

After receiving the child's memories, Jerry finally realized that he was in the Douluo Continent, and he broke down.

[This is Douluo Continent! I was just reading a novel, and I just fantasized a few times about the beautiful women in Douluo Continent, so how did I end up being transported here?]

[This is Douluo Continent! There are Soul Masters here, and nobles here. These nobles treat commoners like dirt! It's too dangerous! I need to go back. I'm never staying up all night reading novels again!]

But it was all for naught; nothing happened. Oh right, transmigrators all have cheat codes. Thinking of this, Jerry was overjoyed!

[Hahaha, since we can't go back, then let the Douluo Continent tremble! Douluo Continent, wait for me!]

[Overthrow the two great empires, defeat the Spirit Hall, defeat the Clear Sky Sect, defeat the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, defeat the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan...]

[Intercepting Xiao Wu, intercepting Zhu Zhuqing, intercepting...]

[Stealing immortal herbs, tormenting Tang San, destroying Tang Hao, killing anyone who stands in his way, even gods...]

【Hahaha……】

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[System appears]

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[The cheat code has appeared]

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Open the properties panel

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[System Sprite, appear!]

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[Loading System]

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An hour has passed, and we've tried everything we could, but nothing has happened!

[No...where is the system? It's almost here!]

"No way, no way, I don't have a system!"

[What's the point of playing this game? How am I supposed to live like this?!]

[No, it should be that I haven't awakened my martial soul yet. In many fanfictions, the system is activated only when the martial soul is awakened. I'm only three years old now, so I've transmigrated too early. I should wait another three years. I must stay calm and not be reckless. Transmigrating three years early allows me to plan ahead.] Jerry felt much more relaxed after thinking this!

Wearing it early has its advantages; it allows for earlier physical training. Others might not know, but Jerry certainly does! Early training is feasible, and training requires meat, preferably food containing soul power. Thinking back, Old Jack usually cooks meat about once a month, but it's always ordinary meat. Soul beast meat would be even better!

[That's too little. I have to think of something. Oh right, there's a waterfall behind the mountain, and a river below. There should be plenty of fish, right? After all, in my memory, no one in the village knows how to fish, so the fish resources should be quite abundant. No one has been fishing for so many years. As a seasoned angler, how could I not have fish to eat?]

In Douluo Continent, physical strength is still very important, but there's a lack of proper training methods. Like Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang's teachings at Shrek Academy—running and carrying stones—it's too crude and can't be considered a scientific training method at all. If it weren't for the relatively powerful Soul Masters in this world, they would probably all suffer muscle strains, dehydration, and exhaustion from his training.

Luckily, I spend a lot of time on Douyin (TikTok), watching plenty of fitness videos and learning a lot about scientific training methods. Besides basic exercises like running, planks, sit-ups, and push-ups, many of these require equipment to assist with the workout.

Uncle Tang Hao, it seems we need your help!

But I have nothing right now, how can I get Tang Hao to forge tools for me? That's a problem. It seems I need to gather some supplies first, and then trade them with him later!

[By the way, in Douluo Continent, Soul Masters are the mainstream; without Soul Power, one cannot cultivate. In my memory, my grandfather, father, and mother were all ordinary people.]

[Could I really be that unlucky? Since I've already transmigrated, I can go see Tang San and see if I can trick him into revealing his martial arts techniques. If I can't, then I'll have to intensify my training.]

[After all, I'm a modern person with no martial arts skills. Tang San's Mysterious Heaven Skill, although it's considered trash in the grand scheme of history, is still a technique, and you can cultivate it even before awakening it, and you can even cultivate it to have innate full soul power!]

A glint of light appeared in Jerry's eyes as he thought of this, and he immediately set to work.

I took a walk around the village and got to know it better. The adults were working in the fields, and the children were playing everywhere.

The farming methods are very primitive; they still use hoes and shovels.

Some individuals possess martial souls like hoes and shovels, allowing them to work incredibly fast, while others cannot.

To be honest, even a remote mountain village in modern times would be better than this!

Arriving at the legendary blacksmith shop, a burly man with a scruffy beard lay sprawled on a chair by the door, a bottle of cheap ale in his hand, his eyes glazed over! This must be Tang Hao, the Haotian Douluo! So颓废 (颓废 is a difficult word to translate directly, but it implies a state of being listless,颓废, or颓废).

I'll need his help in the future. Even if he's down, he can still help me make tools so we can negotiate terms. If he doesn't need anything, then Jerry really has no choice!

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(End of this chapter)