[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-evil-mc-s-ntr-harem":3,"chapter-evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-chapter-387":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Evil MC's NTR Harem",{"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},1831686,2438,"Chapter 387 Motherboard","evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-chapter-387",387,"\u003Cp>Beep!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Knights stomped the Arrows with a staggering 50-point difference! Final score: 143 to 93!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wow! Ross Oakley is living up to the hype!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He scored 115 points in his first NBA game! What the f—\" Fans and commentators alike buzzed with excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The arena was still electric from the game, and everyone was struggling to process what they had just witnessed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross Oakley, the teenage sensation, had delivered a performance for the ages.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had been nothing short of perfection, sinking every shot with surgical precision. Not a single miss. It was as though the laws of basketball didn’t apply to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching him play felt surreal, a masterful display of skill that left spectators questioning if what they had seen was even real.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the post-game festivities unfolded, Ross found himself in the spotlight during his first-ever NBA post-game interview.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The press room was packed, cameras flashing, and journalists clamoring for answers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Congratulations on the win, Ross!\" one sports journalist began.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Everyone’s still in shock over your performance. You were incredible to watch. I just have to ask—are you ever going to miss a shot?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross chuckled, his confidence evident but not overbearing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thank you. Of course, I can miss. No one is infallible. I doubt I’ll keep a perfect scoring record once the Finals are done,\" he replied, his tone calm and measured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Finals?\" another journalist interjected, eyebrows raised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Isn’t it a little arrogant to be thinking that far ahead, Ross? Your team is only in the Play-In Tournament right now. It’s not even guaranteed that you’ll make it to the playoffs.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross leaned back slightly, his gaze steady and unshaken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don’t think it’s arrogance,\" he said evenly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m just confident in what I can do. If I’m healthy, I’ll dominate anyone on the court. No one can guard me. Even if they put five men on me, I can score wherever and whenever I want. That’s not arrogance—it’s just a fact.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His words hung in the air, bold and unapologetic. While some in the room admired his self-assuredness, others exchanged skeptical glances.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Doubts lingered—after all, this was only his first NBA game.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, the buzz around Ross Oakley continued to grow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether or not people believed his words, one thing was clear: the basketball world was witnessing the rise of something extraordinary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And while many doubted him now, Ross seemed more than ready to silence every critic one game at a time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several games later, the Parkland Knights emerged victorious, dominating their way into the playoffs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross Oakley’s incredible performance had become the talk of the basketball world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His flawless streak—having yet to miss a single shot during the Play-In Tournament—elevated his already soaring popularity to new heights.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fans, commentators, and analysts couldn’t stop speculating about whether Ross’s perfection would hold through the playoffs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the final game of the Play-In, the Knights’ locker room was a scene of celebration and relief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as Ross exited the court, surrounded by his wives and team staff, an extraordinarily beautiful journalist approached him with a radiant smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She carried herself with the poise of someone used to getting what she wanted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ross, can I have an exclusive interview with you? I promise I’ll make it worth your while,\" she said, her voice smooth and alluring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The way she leaned slightly forward and maintained unwavering eye contact made her intentions clear—this wasn’t just about journalism.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross barely glanced at her before replying, \"Sorry, but I’m kinda busy right now.\" His tone was calm but dismissive, and without another word or a second look, he walked away, his focus already elsewhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The journalist stood frozen for a moment, stunned that she had been so easily brushed off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross’s wives, who were following closely behind, noticed the exchange.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of them—Natalie, known for her sharp tongue and keen insight—paused and turned back to the journalist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you a virgin?\" Natalie asked bluntly, her tone neutral but her question sharp enough to slice through the journalist’s confidence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The journalist blinked, unsure if she had heard correctly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What kind of question is that?\" she asked, trying to keep her composure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Natalie’s unflinching gaze made her rethink dismissing the question as a joke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reluctantly, she replied, \"Of course not. There aren’t any virgins past the age of 20 in this day and age.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Natalie gave a slight nod, then asked, \"Are you married?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No,\" the journalist replied, her confusion growing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you faithful to your boyfriend?\" Natalie’s third question was delivered with calm precision, but it carried an air of judgment that made the journalist hesitate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She faltered for a moment before shrugging.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don’t know. I don’t think so,\" she admitted, her voice uncertain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Natalie gave a faint, knowing smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I see now why Ross doesn’t even glance your way,\" she said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You lack the things that interest him. Have a good day.\" Without another word, she turned on her heel and rejoined the group of wives following Ross.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The journalist stood there, dumbfounded, as she watched them walk away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She replayed the conversation in her mind, trying to make sense of what had just happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross’s wives, meanwhile, continued walking with calm smiles on their faces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among themselves, they had long discussed and understood what Ross valued in a woman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Physical beauty alone wasn’t enough to hold his attention; he sought integrity, loyalty, and strength of character—qualities that set his wives apart from the crowd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Above all, he sought excitement and the thrill of the chase.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To them, it was painfully obvious why the journalist hadn’t even warranted a second look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"She really thought her looks would get her somewhere,\" Natalie murmured quietly to the others as they caught up with Ross.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"She’s not the first and won’t be the last,\" another wife replied with a chuckle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross, overhearing the conversation, glanced over his shoulder with a small smirk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What’s so funny back there?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Nothing, darling,\" Natalie replied with a teasing smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross shook his head, amused, and continued walking. His wives exchanged knowing looks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were confident in their bond with Ross, knowing that no matter how many people tried to catch his eye, none could match what they shared with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, the journalist remained behind, still rooted in place, trying to understand why she had failed to even scratch the surface of Ross Oakley’s attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huge shoutout and thanks to dikord for the gifts!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You guys are awesome! Thank you! ^_^\u003C\u002Fp>",1078,"2026-06-09T06:18:43.919Z",1,"novelbin.me","4fd9f370c8451e5476126f0c8be5e3099a7f7d6c288296898c6a95a9ba289ab5","evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-chapter-388","evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-chapter-386",1212,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fevil-mc-s-ntr-harem-cover.jpg"]