[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-an-improper-monster-girl-s-transformation-diary":3,"chapter-an-improper-monster-girl-s-transformation-diary-an-improper-monster-girl-s-transformation-diary-chapter-2":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","An Improper Monster Girl's Transformation Diary",{"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},2311931,4517,"Chapter 2: The Extremely Dangerous Prisoners","an-improper-monster-girl-s-transformation-diary-chapter-2",2,"\u003Cp>In Herbert’s eyes, the other side’s scheming was crude, every move radiating arrogance—anyone with eyes could see it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who was the shadow schemer? Did the Princess know? Was anyone in Albert’s household involved?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert had no doubt that once he returned to Wang Cheng, he could uncover the answers through the faintest traces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because the other side didn’t even bother to conceal themselves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But… why return at all?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert had no urgency to go back and unmask the killer to clear his name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Things that once mattered deeply to the naive boy now meant nothing to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t care.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had come to a world of magic and gods—why should he still fuss over the melodramatic family feuds of royal nobles?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That would be… too pitiful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The classic revenge tale favored by old Chinese wasn’t as complicated as Western honor duels.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cultivate, grow stronger, then return and slap every participant involved with a thunderous blow—problem solved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That simple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was nothing in this world a punch couldn’t fix.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If one wasn’t enough, use two.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still not enough? Keep hitting until it was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You strike carelessly and half-heartedly? I’ll strike more brutally, more arrogantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Mist Monastery, existing for over a thousand years, was the oldest monastery on the Southern Continent, preserving a complete lineage of Holy Knights.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Normally, no one had the qualification to come here, let alone become one of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since Herbert had come here, he would not let this precious opportunity slip—he must obtain this lineage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But as they say, actually obtaining the lineage… won’t be easy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps to discourage noble disciples, or perhaps due to sabotage, the monastery’s higher-ups assigned Herbert a daunting task—reforming the prisoners.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Mist Monastery held a unique status and never imprisoned ordinary human heretics; all prisoners here were extremely dangerous alien elites!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sea witches who destroyed dozens of harbors, dragons that razed towns, fallen elves who slaughtered thousands, demons who incited slave revolts, devils who plotted royal massacres—each was a rare and formidable talent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For these beings, ordinary torture meant nothing; only time could wear down their wills. That was why the warden’s post had remained vacant until Herbert’s arrival.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yesterday, under the Grand Abbot’s personal guidance, Herbert had made a preliminary tour and formed initial impressions of each prisoner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The prisoners varied in temperament; most ignored his arrival, some were willing to talk but spoke indifferently, as if just killing time with idle chatter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few expressed their “enthusiasm” for this long-absent warden, pushing verbal aggression to its extreme.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Recalling yesterday’s events, Herbert couldn’t help sighing—reforming these creatures to gain the lineage would take serious effort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey! Kid, you’ve been sighing over there for ages—when are you done?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A mocking voice came from behind; the evil beings in their cages laughed freely at Herbert’s weakness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s only been a day and you’re already scared? Want to cry and run home to Mommy? Ahahaha!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you’re scared, just ** get out already!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To be fair, the woman’s voice wasn’t unpleasant—on the contrary, it was husky and magnetic, with unique allure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the crude vulgarities peppered throughout like commas ruined the beauty, making the whole speech painfully grating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert smirked, turned, and looked at the tall woman whose face was hidden by messy, straw-like red hair—she looked like a vagrant who might randomly spawn on some western street, but that was just disguise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her true identity? The evil dragon who once used her breath to obliterate four cities of ten thousand souls, finally subdued by the Grand Abbot of Mist Monastery himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[The Furious One], [Ashen Calamity], [Demonflame]—Valentina Demonflame\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Herbert didn’t flee and dared to meet her gaze, Valentina seemed intrigued, grinning and blowing him a whistle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kid, how about reconsidering my earlier offer?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let me out, and I won’t kill you—I’ll help you get revenge. How’s that? Hehe, kill them all! Every last one!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her molten-red eyes flared, her vertical pupils burning with soul-shaking murderous intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She relentlessly used incendiary words to stir Herbert, trying to ignite his rage and awaken memories of past humiliations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kill everyone who deceived you, who humiliated you!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“After all, you don’t want to stay forever in this dark, lightless place, do you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert listened in silence throughout, occasionally lowering his head in thought, as if moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Valentina believed Herbert had been swayed, he suddenly spoke out of nowhere:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Say, haven’t you eaten in a long time?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dragon lady paused, then quickly recovered, sneering contemptuously:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What, you think food will tempt me? Hehe, do you think I care about such things?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You’re tempting me with this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who wouldn’t be tempted by this!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who are you looking down on?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Herbert laughed now, seriously saying: “No, I just wanted to tell you I’m going to eat—hot, steaming food.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh??”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without giving Valentina a chance to reply, Herbert strode away, holding the lantern, muttering:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Steamed bear paws, steamed deer tails, roasted duck, roasted chicks, roasted goose…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh??”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Realizing she’d been mocked, Valentina flew into a rage, screaming after Herbert’s back:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You! You ** mean what?! You ** come back—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The prison door suddenly appeared around the corner; Herbert pushed it open and stepped inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The massive door slammed shut, instantly sealing all sound and aura within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert staggered slightly, exhaled deeply, and shook his head with difficulty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn’t afraid of Valentina’s attitude—he’d seen plenty like her in his work, even found it oddly familiar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the pressure radiating from her was truly overwhelming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tch… this is dragon aura? Unreal.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yesterday, protected by the Grand Abbot, Herbert felt nothing—but today, the experience was intense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even with her power heavily sealed, the aura leaking from her remained terrifying; just speaking to her made Herbert feel suffocated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d needed time to adapt before he could even speak—staying longer might have exposed him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert shook his head, feeling more than ever the weight of his task.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Valentina was placed at the outermost position, the least threatening of all alien prisoners—he couldn’t imagine how terrifying the ones deeper inside might be.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So how could he possibly reform such dangerous monsters?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Appeal to emotion? Reason with them?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Offer power? Tempt with profit?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hit them with a club, then appeal with sincerity?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hss…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every method he could think of seemed unreliable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1049,"2026-06-20T12:31:06.198Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","34b274c0eef7ea4aec36e62afc123bb7ff868dc30c5162493843fc7a0a844f29","an-improper-monster-girl-s-transformation-diary-chapter-3","an-improper-monster-girl-s-transformation-diary-chapter-1",453,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fan-improper-monster-girl-s-transformation-diary-cover.jpg"]