“My hammer hits for 80. Can you take it?”
My name is Shen Qingdu. I'm a graduate student in folklore, studying under a leading authority in the field. I'm cool and reserved, with a quiet demeanor, the very picture of an intellectual.
That was my introduction before I transmigrated.
Now, I'm holding an enchanted iron hammer. I just smashed a three-meter-tall mottled tiger, and I'm wiping the blood off my face.
How did things get to this point? Let me go over it.
It all started when I picked up that iron hammer...
Ever since I took it up, whenever someone came pounding on the door, one swing was enough to make the world go quiet.
When I ran into Dream Hunters, one swing left them speechless on the spot.
When I encountered the building supervisor... one swing... Oh, wait, I can't use a hammer on this one...
Later, whenever someone came looking for trouble, all I had to do was set the hammer down on the ground.
They usually fell silent at once.
In short: I was once a perfectly respectable graduate student. Who could have guessed I'd become “Hammer Sis”?
A friendly warning: This book is also known as From Grad Student to Smash Queen, The Right Way to Use a Hammer, The Whole Story of Big Hammers Hitting for 80 and Little Hammers for 40, and I Was a Cool, Reserved Scholar Until I Picked Up a Hammer.
