A Hunter in Famine Times: Born with Superhuman Strength, Destined for High Office!

[Male-Oriented + Ancient-Era Farming + Imperial Exams + Famine + Innate Superhuman Strength + Contrast + Face-Slapping + Brilliant Protagonist]

When he woke up, modern-day top scholar and martial arts expert Zhao Wenyuan had been reborn as Zhao Daniu, a hunter’s son in the drought-stricken famine years of the Great Qian dynasty.

A hellish difficulty level from the start: the land was parched for miles, the house was bare, even the thatch had been stripped from the roof, and his whole family was dizzy with hunger!

Other families were selling their sons and daughters, and corpses littered the land.

Zhao Daniu looked at his own hulking frame, eight chi tall and built like a reincarnated black bear, then silently clenched his fists.

A strength that could lift a thousand jun! Born with superhuman strength!

No food? He went into the mountains, tore apart wild boars with his bare hands, and killed a white-fronted tiger with a single punch! He carried home a thousand-jin haul of game and stunned the whole village!

No money? He sold the tiger skin and bought coarse grain, keeping his whole family well fed even in the middle of famine!

Everyone thought this brawny man would spend his whole life as a crude hunter in the mountains, until a down-on-his-luck scholar from the capital arrived in the village.

The great scholar had planned to teach Daniu to read as thanks, but was astonished to discover that this hulking, broad-backed man who could yank a willow tree from the ground had an unfailing memory! A poem from him could become famous for generations, and one essay could shake the entire literary world!

The examiner gaped. “You’re here to take the imperial exams. Why did you bring a stone lion into the examination hall?”

The capital’s young aristocrats wept. “We were told he was a scholar who couldn’t hurt a fly! He slapped all my bodyguards flying!”

From a hunter in famine-stricken times to a celebrated minister with power over all under heaven, Zhao Wenyuan had this to say: “I know a little poetry and literature, and a little martial arts too. My lords, I’m a man of letters who wins people over with virtue, so don’t force me to throw hands!”