[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-10x-god-tier-stealing-system-pumping-s-rank-supe":3,"chapter-10x-god-tier-stealing-system-pumping-s-rank-supe-10x-god-tier-stealing-system-pumping-s-rank-supe-chapter-148":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","10x God-Tier Stealing System: Pumping S-Rank SuperHeroines Daily!",{"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},1611671,2075,"Chapter 148- Nano Trying to Run Away","10x-god-tier-stealing-system-pumping-s-rank-supe-chapter-148",148,"\u003Cp>Empty cans of cheap energy drinks, stale snack wrappers, and open soldering kits surrounded her chair like artifacts of a long war.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hadn’t slept a wink in days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...They’re using ability holders now... Blac Corporation must’ve reinforced their firewalls with live psychic nodes...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She muttered under her breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each syllable sounded more hoarse than the last.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her dry eyes barely blinked as she dragged a block of malicious code from one screen to another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She frowned fiercely, trying to punch a hole through Blac Corporation’s systems again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it appeared they were ready for her this time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though it wouldn’t last long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Psychics cost way too much, even for the world’s richest conglomerates to keep them hired permanently on server duty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She just had to wait them out. Be patient, and strike when the contract expired.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a slow, agonizingly creaking motion, she stood up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her stiff bones popped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her neglected muscles protested as she stretched, turning away from the blinding screens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A soft whirr echoed as she tapped a hidden panel on the wall beside her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shhhk-CHUNK.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sleek bed panel slid out from a vertical slab of reinforced alloy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It descended like a morgue shelf—cold, hard, and clinical.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This bunker was her entire world. Her digital cathedral.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her warzone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And her grave, if she ever slipped up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But just as she reached up to pull her oversized hoodie over her head, intending to strip down to her bare skin for sleep...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A shrill, ear-piercing ALARM sliced through the quiet air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BWEEP—BWEEP—BWEEP—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her heart jackhammered against her ribs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What—!?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice cracked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She spun around so fast the baggy hoodie slipped off one pale shoulder, exposing the thin black strap of her worn-out bra against her collarbone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eyes wide, fingers trembling, she scrambled back to the central terminal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Raw panic hijacked her exhaustion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No—no—what the hell?! How—?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CCTV feeds began lighting up across the main ultra-wide display.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They flashed a violent crimson red as external motion detectors triggered one by one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>South tunnel breach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>North tunnel breach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hatchpoint C compromised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She clenched her teeth, scrolling frantically through feed after feed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She muttered in broken, hyperventilating bursts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How can someone—no one—no one knows this place. It’s impossible.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Blac Corp? No. No, no, no—they don’t know where I am. I’m protected.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Syndicate... they promised I was off-radar—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her frantic words froze in her throat as the final, clearest feed expanded on the screen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A dozen black-clad figures stormed through one of her reinforced, supposedly impenetrable entrances.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They weren’t government agents.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No shiny badges. No obvious insignias.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just lethal, high-tech, state-of-the-art equipment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They wore ballistic helmets with glowing AI HUDs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their rifles were rigged with advanced recoil suppressors, and heavy energy dampeners were built directly into their tactical armor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her entire petite body locked up in terror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...They’re here for me...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The realization punched her chest hollow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She staggered back, her breath hitching as her eyes locked on the live feed. The heavily armed intruders were already marching down the final corridor leading to her sanctuary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, pure adrenaline kicked in. She moved. Fast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bolting toward the east wall, her bare feet slapped against the cold floor. She slammed her palm against a hidden panel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A section of the steel wall hissed open, revealing a dark, narrow tunnel lined with carbon mesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She dove in headfirst. The rough mesh scraped against her bare knees and the exposed skin of her thighs as she crawled as fast as her trembling body would allow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her breath came in ragged, sharp gasps. Her chest heaved, straining the worn fabric of her bra beneath her slipping hoodie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her pupils trembled, darting in the dark like a cornered animal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’How?!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’How did they find me?!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Why now?!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She tumbled out into the emergency chamber—a steel box no larger than a prison cell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the center hung the suit she’d spent agonizing months building.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It rested on a rack like a dormant soldier: high-tech armored plating fused with flexible cybernetic mesh. It featured gauntlets armed with lethal taser prongs, shoulder guards designed to deflect heavy rounds, a compact shield generator on the left arm, and a sleek RPG launcher clipped to the back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stripped her hoodie off and suited up in seconds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cold, synthetic mesh tightened around her petite curves, vacuum-sealing against her flushed skin with a soft hiss. The heavy helmet locked into place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Power surged through the internal lining. Her HUD lit up, splashing her panicked face with the glow of vitals, scrambled GPS coordinates, and escape routes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With one final, terrified glance toward the breached base, she bit her soft lip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No time to look back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hidden hatch at the end of the chamber hissed open, revealing a steep tunnel angled upward—leading straight to a camouflaged outcropping in the barren desert above.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She swung her leg over her sleek black hoverbike. It was a beast of a machine, powered by hybrid fuel and coated in radar-absorbing stealth paint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The engine roared to life between her thighs. Tires kicked up a storm of dust and sparks as she gunned the throttle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>VROOOOOM\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She tore blindly through the narrow shaft, bursting out into the freezing, moonlit desert.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sheer force of the wind whipped at her, sand slicing across her visor like tiny knives. The underground bunker that had been her entire life was now just a fading, insignificant speck swallowed by the vast night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’N-no, how can someone know the location... it’s impossible,’ she hissed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She risked a glance over her shoulder, pushing the bike to its absolute limit, her mind racing to comprehend the breach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’How do they have those rigs!? Are they A-1 military!?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The massive engine roared directly beneath her crotch, vibrating fiercely against her sensitive center as the wheels tore across the dunes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were like mechanical hellhounds snapping at her heels. Thick dust clouded her rear-view.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cold sweat pooled between her breasts and dripped into her eyes. Every erratic heartbeat echoed with mounting dread.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind her, the pursuing black armored vehicle didn’t slow down. It hunted her—steady, calculated, and relentless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sudden, high-pitched beep screamed inside her helmet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Target Lock Acquired.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Shit—no, no—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She yanked the handlebars, veering hard to the left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too late.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>KRA-KOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A compact missile detonated just to her right. The concussive wave flung her lightweight body sideways.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The heavy bike scraped aggressively across the slope of a dune as she gritted her teeth, her slender arms trembling as she barely held on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You want me that bad, huh?\" she growled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A thin trickle of warm blood leaked from the corner of her mouth, staining her chin inside the helmet. Her throat was raw from days without proper hydration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Bastards...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She swerved the heavy bike, reached back, and unclipped the RPG.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Twisting her torso, the tight suit stretching taut over her chest, she fired blindly over her shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of the pursuing drones spiraled down in a ball of bright orange fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But a second drone zipped right through the smoke, as fast and erratic as a wasp. Gunfire crackled through the night air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two heavy rounds slammed brutally into her left shoulder guard, shattering the plating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Aghhh—!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sharp, piercing agony made her vision blur into a watery mess. Her small hand spasmed on the throttle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She lost total control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bike bucked and flipped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CRASH—!!\u003C\u002Fp>",1225,"2026-06-06T10:11:44.369Z",1,"novelbin.me","7598ad060ed1a2e7f2993072f562560b7560b9926d8a4b15f88841ebb0227928","10x-god-tier-stealing-system-pumping-s-rank-supe-chapter-188","10x-god-tier-stealing-system-pumping-s-rank-supe-chapter-187",274,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002F10x-god-tier-stealing-system-pumping-s-rank-supe-cover.jpg"]