[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-awakening-a-10-000x-skill-proficiency-multiplier":3,"chapter-awakening-a-10-000x-skill-proficiency-multiplier-awakening-a-10-000x-skill-proficiency-multiplier-chapter-137":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Awakening a 10,000x Skill Proficiency Multiplier in the Apocalypse",{"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},1480619,1927,"Chapter 137: [137]: Access Granted, The Gilded Cage","awakening-a-10-000x-skill-proficiency-multiplier-chapter-137",137,"\u003Cp>One hundred thousand spectators stared down at the dirt. They had just watched a\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>scrawny unarmored grunt wrestle a piece of heavy industrial machinery and literally crush its steel neck with his bare hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was biologically impossible. It was mechanically insane.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, the announcer finally found his voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"HE... HE BROKE HIM! THE GRUNT BROKE THE JUGGERNAUT!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crowd erupted. It was not a cheer of joy. It was a roar of awe. They screamed his fake name, chanting it over and over as they threw credits and betting slips into the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sebastian stood in the center of the arena. He looked up at the VIP box. He gave\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Commander Sterling a slow lazy two finger salute.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Easiest money I ever made,\" Sebastian muttered. He turned his back on the\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>roaring crowd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had won the tournament. He had his VIP pass. It was time to go steal a\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>server.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>————\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The noise of the Vanguard Arena faded into a dull echo as the heavy iron blast\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>doors slid shut behind Sebastian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stood in the dimly lit victor’s tunnel, surrounded by the scent of dried\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>blood and leaked hydraulic fluid. He leaned his back against the cold concrete\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>wall and purposely let his shoulders slump. He forced his breathing to become\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>ragged and heavy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was not tired. His thirty percent synchronized Demigod body could have\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>wrestled ten more cyber golems without breaking a sweat. But a Level 42 grunt\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>who just choked out a Level 65 mechanical juggernaut was supposed to be\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>exhausted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had to play the part.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Haa... haa...\" Sebastian wheezed. He rested his hands on his knees and stared\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>down at his boots.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Footsteps echoed down the corridor. Fast and incredibly arrogant footsteps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Commander Sterling practically glided down the tunnel. The Vanguard officer was\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>positively glowing. His white and gold armor was spotless, a stark contrast to\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the dirt of the arena. He was holding a sleek holographic datapad. His pale blue\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>eyes were wide with the joy of a man who had just won a huge amount of digital\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>currency.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sterling stopped in front of Sebastian and clapped his white gloved hands\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I knew it! The moment I saw you stare down the Inquisitor, I knew you were an\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>absolute psychopath!\" Sterling laughed as he tapped the datapad. \"Do you have\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>any idea how much money I just made, Trent? The odds were fifty to one against\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>you! The entire Executive Board bet on Drax. I just bankrupted three rival\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>commanders in a single match!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Happy to help, sir,\" Sebastian panted. He purposely let a slight tremor enter\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>his voice. He slowly stood up and leaned against the wall for fake support.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Just doing my job.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And you did it flawlessly,\" Sterling beamed. His smile showed far too many\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>perfect teeth. \"You did not use flashy magic. You did not rely on expensive\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>gear. You used raw physical violence. It was disgusting. It was entirely\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>barbaric. It was perfect.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sterling reached into his flowing midnight blue cape. He pulled out a small\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>heavy geometric badge made of polished platinum and glowing blue Ethereal\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>crystal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the Vanguard Elite insignia.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"As promised,\" Sterling said. He stepped forward and firmly pressed the badge\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>directly onto the chest of Sebastian’s black tactical suit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment the badge made contact, the green runes of Corbin’s Server Spoofing\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Drive bolted to Sebastian’s arm flared warmly beneath his sleeve. The system\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>registered the new item and instantly updated his fake profile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BEEP.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Status Updated: Vanguard Elite (Upper Ring Access Granted)]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You are no longer a slum grunt, Trent,\" Sterling announced. His voice dripped\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>with pride. \"You belong to my personal retinue now. You have full clearance to\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the Inner Spire. Go get cleaned up. Tomorrow, you start your real work.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, Commander,\" Sebastian nodded respectfully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sterling turned on his heel and glided back down the tunnel. He was already\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>barking into his comm-link about organizing a massive victory gala in his\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>penthouse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sebastian watched him leave. The moment the Commander rounded the corner,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sebastian’s slumping posture vanished. His breathing instantly steadied. The\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>exhausted loyal soldier was gone, replaced entirely by the cold and calculating\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sovereign of Laws.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Idiot,\" Sebastian whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pushed himself off the wall and began walking in the opposite direction. He\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>was not going to the barracks. He was not going to get cleaned up. He was going\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>straight to the heart of the server.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The transition from the dirt of the arena to the Inner Spire of Server 112 was\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>shocking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sebastian stepped out of a private high speed transit elevator and into a world\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>that felt entirely disconnected from the reality of the Ethereal Plane.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Inner Spire was not a military base. It was a paradise built on the crushed\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>bones of the lower sectors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air here smelled like blooming jasmine and artificially purified oxygen. The\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>corridors were impossibly wide. They were lined with pristine white marble and\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>flowing rivers of contained glowing blue mana. Gentle ambient music played from\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>invisible speakers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>NPCs and high tier elite players wandered the halls wearing ridiculous gravity\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>defying silk robes and glittering jewelry. They completely ignored him. The\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Platinum Elite badge on his chest acted like an invisibility cloak. To them, he\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>was just another high level guard dog meant to blend into the background.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This whole place makes me want to vomit,\" Sebastian muttered. His silver tinged\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>eyes scanned the displays of wealth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He navigated the winding luxurious hallways and followed the subtle localized\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>pull of the server’s center. He did not need a map. His Demigod architecture\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>could literally feel the massive gravity well of raw data anchoring the planet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He finally reached the end of the grand concourse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Standing before him were two massive doors made of solid polished diamond. They\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>were not guarded by heavy borgs or automated turrets. They did not need to be.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The doors were sealed by a biometric scanner that only accepted Elite command\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>clearance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sebastian stepped up to the panel. He pressed his gloved hand against the\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>glowing blue reader.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BEEP.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Scanning... Elite Badge Recognized. Welcome, Trent.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The massive diamond doors silently slid open and glided on frictionless hinges.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sebastian stepped through the threshold, and his breath actually caught in his\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room was a massive dome constructed entirely of dark glass. But it was not\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the room that demanded attention. It was what sat in the very center.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Server Pillar.\u003C\u002Fp>",1083,"2026-06-06T03:26:14.952Z",1,"novelbin.me","b390dbae9d6ac594ba3890a790508313b2df317ef1244e60e99a2616aacfe69b","awakening-a-10-000x-skill-proficiency-multiplier-chapter-80","awakening-a-10-000x-skill-proficiency-multiplier-chapter-79",198,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fawakening-a-10-000x-skill-proficiency-multiplier-cover.jpg"]