[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-100-drop-rate-why-is-my-inventory-always-so-full":3,"chapter-100-drop-rate-why-is-my-inventory-always-so-full-100-drop-rate-why-is-my-inventory-always-so-full-chapter-392":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","100\\% DROP RATE : Why is My Inventory Always so Full?",{"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},749691,994,"Chapter 392 392 - Truth","100-drop-rate-why-is-my-inventory-always-so-full-chapter-392",392,"\u003Cp>The last three enemies lowered their weapons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not because they believed mercy was likely, but because running had become a joke that Horizon would punish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence spread over the battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then the twins' voices rang out in unison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"\"We surrender.\"\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The twins stood shoulder to shoulder, their Synchrony still tight even in surrender.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Riftglass stood in silence, its sharp features twisted into something ugly and strained. It said nothing, but whatever arrogance it once carried had completely drained from its expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every allied gaze shifted, converging on a single point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the enemy Eternals felt it. The strangest part was not that an Ascendant stood among the group.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was that the Eternals were waiting for his decision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their fate had been placed in his hands as if the world itself had signed the transfer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien hovered behind and reached out with divine sense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His brows lowered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then his voice carried across the battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That one hurt Aerolith,\" Lucien said, and pointed at the Riftglass, \"he dies.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Riftglass' eyes widened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For half a breath it did not move, as if its mind refused to accept that a sentence could be spoken so simply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then rage and terror poured into the same vessel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No,\" it hissed. \"You cannot decide that. I forbid it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Interdict flared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Prohibitions layered into the air like invisible walls. The Riftglass tried to turn the battlefield into a courtroom where the world was required to obey its rules.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But there was no courtroom here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only hunters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kira moved first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her Ironweave limbs elongated without warning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scythe-limbs pierced through the Riftglass' \"pressure points,\" the structural knots where its circulation gathered and distributed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Riftglass' mana flow stuttered instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its Interdict spasmed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aerolith surged immediately, eyes bright with a child's anger that had learned what cruelty was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Continuance slammed into the Riftglass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Eternal tried to speak another prohibition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aerolith did not let it finish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her palm hit its chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Continuance insisted the impact did not end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It carried forward, a moment that refused to be over, driving the Riftglass backward through its own broken rules until the air cracked like glass under pressure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Riftglass coughed and tried to stabilize.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It could not.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kira was already there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ironweave threads snapped out and wrapped the Riftglass' body into a cocoon lattice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cocoon tightened..\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The twins watched the execution and forgot how to breathe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their Synchrony held only because terror forced it to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their eyes changed from calculation to something smaller.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They looked at Lucien again and immediately looked away, as if even meeting his gaze might be interpreted as disrespect and earn them the same ruling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien noticed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He even smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To mortals, it would have been a mild expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To Eternals, it looked like the moment a blade decides whether to cut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Mirrorhorn Duants flinched at that smile as if it had teeth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien's gaze remained steady, not cruel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had seen something in them through divine sense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hesitation and unwillingness. The posture of creatures forced into roles they hated, trapped between obedience and extinction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had questions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he had no desire to waste them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do not move,\" they warned quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien then summoned his Monsterdex.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes moved across the entry about the Mirrorhorn Duants.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And as he read, understanding settled into place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mirrorhorn Duants are twin-born race defined by paired existence. Duants do not form as individuals. They form as a unit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were easy to recognize once you knew what to look for.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their horns curved in opposite directions like mirrored crescents, and faint thread-lines of light ran from the base of one twin's horn to the other's, visible only when their Synchrony awakened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some called those thread-lines \"bond-veins,\" the physical hint of a deeper law-link.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their eyes were different too\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Duant did not look at you alone. They looked at you together, even when only one faced you. Their gaze was a shared angle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If one twin dies, the other collapses soon after. The bond cannot tolerate imbalance. Their Synchrony is not just a technique. It is anatomy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien exhaled slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A race born for companionship... turned into a weapon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He dismissed the Monsterdex and looked at them again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tell me,\" Lucien said evenly. \"How did you know I was marked?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The twins stared at each other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their mouths opened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then closed again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No sound came.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For several seconds, the battlefield grew thick with killing intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anvil-Horn's gaze sharpened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Morveth's Continuance pressed down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Speak,\" Condoriano said. \"Or you will not have time to regret silence.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The twins swallowed, in perfect unison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then they finally answered, also in unison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It was the Void-Walkers.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien's eyes narrowed slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Void-Walkers? How are you connected to them? Start from the beginning. How did you first encounter them?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes sharpened slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"As far as I know, they only arrived in this world recently.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The twins fell silent for a long moment. Their shared gaze lowered as if searching for the right thread to pull.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They did not speak carelessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien did not rush them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, the twins continued.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Void-Walkers have been here a long time,\" the first twin said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Long before the Big World's change,\" the second added.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They did not invade loudly,\" the first continued. \"They infiltrated. They waited. They planted.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They spoke to races,\" the second said. \"They offered help. Longevity. Ascension. The peak.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"At first our race refused,\" the first admitted. \"We are not… built for that kind of ambition. Our clans are families. We wanted peace.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But some yielded,\" the second said. \"Because of greed and fear of dying. Desire to be strong enough that no one could threaten our bond.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And once a few yielded,\" the first said, \"the rest were persuaded.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien's expression did not change.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the air around him did.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The twins' voices turned quieter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then uglier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Void-Walkers used us,\" the second said. \"They called it improvement.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They called it research,\" the first whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They made some of us specimens,\" the second continued. \"Lab beasts.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The twins' eyes tightened, and for the first time, their Synchrony did not feel like strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt like a chain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Our race was… ideal,\" the first said. \"What happens to one happens to the other. Perfect for testing. Perfect for refining. Perfect for repeating results.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And when they were done,\" the second said, \"we were not free.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They did not only do this to us,\" the first added quickly, as if desperate to make Lucien understand the scale. \"Other races too.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Some joined willingly,\" the second said. \"Some were forced.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Some had no choice,\" the first finished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Condoriano's feathers bristled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saber, who finished devouring, turned darker.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kira's scythes flexed with a restrained, insectile anger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien's jaw tightened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What about the mark,\" Lucien said. \"How did you sense it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The twins hesitated again, then spoke faster, as if afraid the battlefield would run out of patience.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They injected us,\" the first said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"An imprint.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They looked down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then up again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the truth landed like an iron weight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They made our Synchrony resonate with their marks,\" the first said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They carved a receiving lattice into our bond,\" the second explained. \"A second layer of Synchrony that listens for that rhythm.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien's eyes narrowed, interest sharpening into cold comprehension.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The twins continued, grim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"When a Void-Walker brands someone,\" the first said, \"the brand carries a void-pattern that remains tethered to the one who placed it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They made us compatible with that tether,\" the second said. \"So we can sense any branded target within range.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Some of us were made executioners.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hounds,\" the second whispered. \"Servants.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien understood immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A genius mechanism.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Void-Walkers did not need to chase every marked target themselves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They built ears tuned to their frequency.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A distributed hunting network.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then came the final knife.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Now, we cannot live without their mercy,\" the first twin said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They made us consume the miracle drugs they sold continuously,\" the second said. \"If we stop…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We die,\" the first finished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence fell again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The silence of disgust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Condoriano's voice rumbled first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How dare aliens ravage the Big World,\" he said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saber's voice followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Millennia of being caged has made the world forget what true Sovereigns do to parasites.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kira's scythes tightened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes remained fixed on the twins, but her hatred was not aimed at them anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was aimed at the hands behind them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Morveth's voice came last.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"To turn families into instruments,\" he said. \"That is desecration.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The allies stared at the twins differently now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien exhaled slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His anger was there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Void-Walkers were no different from the Black Mass monsters in the way that mattered most. They treated lives like materials. They treated cultures like clay. They treated the world like a resource to be harvested.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the pattern behind it was worse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Divide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Turn the Thousand Races into suspicious fragments that could not unite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the same old shape. The same shape the Primordials did back in the Mural World.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien's gaze lifted for a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he looked back down at the twins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice was quiet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You were made into hounds,\" Lucien said. \"Then you will become witnesses.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The twins stiffened, not understanding.\u003C\u002Fp>",1539,"2026-06-02T12:10:39.046Z",1,"novelbin.me","a35d3054f3e87972f3de2ccde2d338c3fd091aec72336e8cf992456ec42fcb69","100-drop-rate-why-is-my-inventory-always-so-full-chapter-393","100-drop-rate-why-is-my-inventory-always-so-full-chapter-391",572,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002F100-drop-rate-why-is-my-inventory-always-so-full-cover.jpg"]