[{"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-402":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},749873,994,"Chapter 402 - Misunderstanding","100-drop-rate-why-is-my-inventory-always-so-full-chapter-402",402,"\u003Cp>Hours later, Lucien opened his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The meditation had not been idle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside his mind, the image of the torn reality had been dissected, reassembled, and refined again and again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had run it through Perfect Calculation until even the smallest stress-line had a place in his memory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was satisfaction in his gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was close.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he refined the method a little more, he believed he could reproduce the phenomenon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not tear reality recklessly. But open it deliberately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could almost see it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But almost was not enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien exhaled and let the thought settle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A little more information, then it would be perfect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He rose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped out of his divine energy core and returned to Starforge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first thing he did was look for Anvil-Horn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Starforge was alive again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Smiths hammered in rhythm, rebuilding damaged structures with furious efficiency. Reinforced beams rose where walls had collapsed. Runic arrays were being reset. Apprentices carried ingots twice their size without complaint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaia stood near the central forge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her flame burned black and gold. Every strike she made with a hammer sent heat that did not scorch but refined. The forgers stared at her fire with open envy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"She makes it look easy,\" one muttered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It is not,\" another replied through gritted teeth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaia noticed Lucien and offered him a wink before returning to her work.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, he found Anvil-Horn not far from the main forge, deep in discussion with Lilith.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They stood near a half-rebuilt hall that would likely become a meeting chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Uncle,\" Lucien called. \"I need to ask you something.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anvil-Horn turned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He immediately saw the seriousness in Lucien’s expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without asking, he gestured toward the newly rebuilt chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Come,\" he said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lilith followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>•••\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They entered a simple room of reinforced stone and fresh timber. The scent of resin and metal still lingered in the air. A single table stood at the center.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They sat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien did not waste time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Uncle,\" he began, \"would you consider returning to the West Continent with me. All of Starforge.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence fell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lilith froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anvil-Horn’s expression shifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The weight of that question was not light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a moment, Anvil-Horn spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Little friend,\" he said slowly, \"Starforge is not a sword I can simply carry on my back. It is not only mine. Every hammer that strikes here belongs to someone with a will.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He folded his arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I must ask them first.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But if you ask me alone...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A faint grin appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There is no hesitation. I would walk with you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His horn-glow flared once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Still,\" he added, \"I will not abandon my people. Not now. Not after you spared them from becoming a lesson.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He then turned his head toward Lilith as if he was trying to say, ’Speak. If you are going to choose, choose with your own mouth.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien turned as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lilith had been watching him the entire time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had been unusually quiet these past few days, and he found it strange.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien waited without pressing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lilith finally spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Brother,\" she said lightly, \"I remember wanting to keep you before.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anvil-Horn’s eyes closed for a brief moment, as if he was praying to a god that did not listen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lilith’s lips curved into the confident smile that had always defined her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But it seems it is you who wants to keep me now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She leaned back in her chair and flashed that wide, confident smile she always wore before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anvil-Horn covered his face with one massive hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’What a tomboy,’ he thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien smiled back, unaware of the danger he was walking into.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, Sister Lilith,\" he said earnestly. \"Would you consider being kept by me then?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To him, the meaning was simple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He remembered Alanthuriel’s warning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had prevented the furnace that might have forged her into a hero.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If destiny would not temper her through tragedy, then he would temper her through strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could not do that from a distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He needed her where his path was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where his resources were.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words, however, did not land that way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anvil-Horn coughed once, long and dramatic, as though the heavens had personally offended him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lilith’s confident posture faltered for the first time in a long while.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes stayed bold but her gaze flicked away for half a heartbeat, then returned as if daring Lucien to notice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lilith lifted her chin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, with a steadiness that was too quick to be fully rehearsed, she said, \"If it is you asking... then yes. I will come.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien nodded in satisfaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anvil-Horn stared toward the ceiling as if asking ancient ancestors why raising a daughter was such a trial.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then suddenly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slammed his palm on the table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound cracked through the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both Lucien and Lilith blinked, startled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anvil-Horn’s expression had shifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was serious now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Little friend,\" he said, \"before you walk further with my people at your back, I must tell you a truth about us.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien straightened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What is it, Uncle?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anvil-Horn’s voice lowered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Our Solhorn race carries a burden,\" he said. \"When a Solhorn woman bears a pureblood child, the child draws strength directly from the mother. It drains her life-force as it grows.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lilith’s expression softened slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Lilith is my only daughter,\" Anvil-Horn continued. \"Starforge was forged as my legacy for her.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His horn-glow dimmed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Actually, someone once told me my death was certain,\" Anvil-Horn said. \"I had accepted it. I had prepared the forge for her hands.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze shifted to Lucien.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But you overturned that future. Now I live... And the future has become uncertain again.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien listened carefully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anvil-Horn’s stern face suddenly broke into a grin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What I mean,\" he said, \"is that I am entirely comfortable leaving my daughter with you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien blinked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The phrasing sounded... wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anvil-Horn leaned back then his laughter began, low at first, then loud enough to shake dust from the repaired ceiling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Perhaps... a Solhorn and a human will produce a child who does not drain the mother dry! GAHAHA!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lilith froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien froze harder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anvil-Horn stood, still laughing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah,\" he said, wiping his eyes as if the joke had wounded him, \"I am looking forward to the future.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien’s mind finally caught up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Misunderstanding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His brain finally connected the misinterpretation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Uncle,\" Lucien said quickly, \"I believe you are misunderstanding—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anvil-Horn waved a hand as he walked toward the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Aya,\" he said with a dismissive wave. \"No need to explain further. Let me convince my people first. I’ll leave the matters of youth to the young.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The heavy footsteps faded into the corridor, followed by booming laughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien turned toward Lilith.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No, wait! Sister Lilith, please ex—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had turned away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her gaze fixed firmly on the far wall as though the stone had suddenly become fascinating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"—plain,\" Lucien finished weakly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She did not look at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The silence in the room thickened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside, Anvil-Horn’s laughter echoed triumphantly through Starforge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien stood there, realization dawning far too late.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had just attempted to discuss strategic relocation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, he had accidentally negotiated marriage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaia pushed the door open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She paused the moment she stepped inside. Her gaze flicked between Lucien and Lilith.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air in the room felt... different. Charged in a way that had nothing to do with battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She blinked once, then shook her head as if deciding she did not want to know.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Brother,\" she called. \"Quick. A Liberator is approaching. The black card is reacting.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien’s eyes lit up instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Relief flashed across his face far too quickly to be dignified.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Perfect,\" he said, already standing. \"Let’s go meet them.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He moved fast —too fast— striding past Kaia and out the door as if extinction itself was waiting outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaia followed without question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lilith remained seated for a heartbeat longer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then she covered her mouth and let out a soft chuckle at the sight of Lucien fleeing so decisively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside, Anvil-Horn watched Lucien dash across the courtyard with Kaia.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Realization dawned slowly across the old Solhorn’s face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He folded his arms and let out a long, theatrical sigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who would have thought,\" he muttered, eyes glinting with amusement, \"that someone who can face extinction without trembling would run from romance.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The forge fires crackled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And somewhere behind him, Lilith’s quiet laughter lingered like warm embers.\u003C\u002Fp>",1387,"2026-06-02T12:10:39.047Z",1,"novelbin.me","5424f279584e77ed9098dfc9bbc2d6900d75d849b7892dc19c4db1ddde0a45c7","100-drop-rate-why-is-my-inventory-always-so-full-chapter-403","100-drop-rate-why-is-my-inventory-always-so-full-chapter-401",572,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002F100-drop-rate-why-is-my-inventory-always-so-full-cover.jpg"]