[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-grind-to-cash-system-buy-sss-skills-to-spam-them":3,"chapter-grind-to-cash-system-buy-sss-skills-to-spam-them-grind-to-cash-system-buy-sss-skills-to-spam-them-chapter-6":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Grind-to-Cash System: Buy SSS Skills to Spam them Infinitely with Cash",{"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},1739672,2224,"Chapter 6 - The Pain Every Man Can Feel","grind-to-cash-system-buy-sss-skills-to-spam-them-chapter-6",6,"\u003Cp>I yanked my hips forward, every muscle in my body tensing—six-pack abs carved like stone, veins rising like they were fighting to escape the surface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With both fists clenched, I thrust, my body responding like a weapon of war, the nearly fatless frame accentuating the sudden surge of a 207th bone between my legs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like a missile launched from pure wrath, my dick shot up—erect, angry, hard. I didn't even touch it. Just stood there, and it stood too—six, maybe seven inches, throbbing like it had a heartbeat of its own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Hm, what?]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The screen turned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That golden bastard turned slowly, probably expecting to savor the last glance of a broken enemy, a host brought low.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this wasn't defeat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was a declaration of war.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A war between two degenerates.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I grabbed my weapon—fingers wrapping around the shaft, so thick they couldn't meet on the other end—and in that instant, I moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Faster than reason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Faster than shame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My hand blurred, the sheer friction generating enough heat to boil water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wasn't lust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was vengeance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most people needed a spark—something visual, something mental.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But not me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I'd trained for this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My talent? Refined. Developed. Pushed to a point where stimulation was a formality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I was a one-man army of self-destruction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One minute.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That's all it took to load every chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was it low stamina or early ejaculation? No.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the incubus bloodline.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment the system had said it, I tested it. And what I found? Control. Mastery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I could command my dick like a limb, like a muscle I'd spent my life learning to weaponize.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A fapping virgin with an incubus body?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That's a horror story.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For everyone else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only a true virgin can understand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[!?—NOOO!—]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The system screeched, golden threads flaring wildly, as if reality itself cracked from the force I was about to unleash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—I jerked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ah, no—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was more like a launch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like a cruise missile breaking atmosphere, my body snapped—muscles flared, bones creaked, every cell roaring like an engine pushed past redline.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wasn't motion. This was detonation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A singular act of war disguised as a discharge. Not the list in lust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Die, you—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A scream of defiance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A shockwave ripping through the air like scorched vengeance flying over enemy skies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And just then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>KRRRIIEKK—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door didn't creak—it snapped open like the jaw of fate, unhinged and ready to devour.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wind rushed in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Light flooded the room in a holy beam, as if the heavens themselves wanted to spotlight this exact moment of doom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She entered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not stumbled—entered. With grace so surgical it sliced the air itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back straight. Chin lowered. One gloved hand against her chest, her cloak fluttering with poise not taught, but inherited by blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A living symbol of nobility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Greetings, I am Princess Asperia of House Gromwold, envoy of the Excovian Empire. I bid you peace and—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"NiiiuuuuuooooOooOOO!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My voice tore through the moment like a wild animal breaking its cage after realizing that humans were about to hybridize its small self with a bull.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But sound was already slower than reality now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My eyes widened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time crawled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—I saw it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The launch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fluid, that white arc of sin and vengeance, cut through the space between us like a ballistic missile. Midair. Suspended. Glowing faintly under the light like it was blessed with divine ridicule.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in that moment, the system moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It saw it too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[!!!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its mechanical eyes flared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It leaned back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Full Matrix.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Golden, thin, translucent screen whipping, surface arching, back nearly snapping in half like some kung-fu monk dodging a bullet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Oh hell no—]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The system whispered like a roach caught in flashlight glare. It dodged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It. Freaking. Dodged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arched, bent backward, letting the stream pass inches above where its arrogant, floating head just was—flickering in the golden afterimage of defeat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I was still frozen. Naked. Arm mid-thrust. My face a slow-motion painting of realization and horror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eyes locked forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I watched the payload sail past the dodging system—undeterred, undistracted, and unforgiving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Straight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The beauty looked up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Impact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A soft splat—a divine betrayal landing on the cheek of royalty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I knew she was one because of that princess costume she wore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes didn't widen. She didn't scream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe she was too confused to understand things.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She just blinked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The kind of blink that makes kingdoms burn in history books.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[...Host.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The system didn't even look back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[You're on your own. And here is your reward for first facial.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Action: Facial Cumshot on 5th Princess]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Base Reward: +18,000 Gold Coins]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Wealth Extracted: +270,000 Gold Coins (18M × 1.5% Intimacy Multiplier)]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Fame Bonus (Royal): +15% = +43,200 Gold Coins]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[First Time Bonus: +165,600 Gold Coins]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Total Reward: +496,800 Gold Coins]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pshhh—And just like that, with a coward's whisper of golden light, it vanished into digital thin air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I stood there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hand still on my dick.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Breathing shallow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in front of me, she stood tall—a goddess defiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But not broken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only... paused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And that's when I realized—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I might've just declared war.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With my penis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And finally came the declaration from her side too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice cracked like thunder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not metaphorically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Literally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sharp, commanding boom that slapped the air, rattled the walls, and slammed against my eardrums with such sheer force that I instinctively clutched my head, hands clamping over my ears, face twisted in raw, animal shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The kind of silence that made everything else louder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I stood, voice breaking to explain, \"Miss, I—I—swish\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But my bones locked, limbs trembling as I realized the world had shifted in a way it couldn't come back from.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—I saw it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not just the open door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But how it had opened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The frame hadn't moved like a door should.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No. It had shattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every inch of it sliced into microscopic, one-centimeter tiles—like a high-res digital object glitching out of reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fragments floated in geometric collapse, then fell behind her in perfect synchronicity as if the universe itself bowed to her presence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And through that chaos—he entered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Black armor. Cape dragging smoke. Footsteps that didn't echo—they reverberated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But I barely noticed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because something else was happening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something far, far worse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My head, like the slow rotation of a broken surveillance camera, turned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—to me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A delay.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A full neurological lag.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like my brain was buffering the next tragedy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in that cold, timeless moment of disconnection between thought and sensation—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I saw it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My dick.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like some heroic soldier trying to escape a battlefield it never asked for.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pathetic, veiny missile somersaulting in the air, spinning slowly, grotesquely majestic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wind whistled against it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then the sound followed the physics.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Scklt\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like a katana through raw meat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"—Wh...WHAT—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then it hit me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not the dick.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A nuclear-flash-level agony that detonated across my lower body like lightning licking my bones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"!—khuckh—ARGHHHHH!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I howled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Legs collapsed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vision blurred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt like every nerve in my groin stood up, screamed, and jumped into a blender.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"AaarghhHhhhh!\" The screams tore through my neck as I tried to touch my lower thigh, only to find blood dampening my hand. No, even my hand up to the wrist had vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The searing agony seemed to be enhanced by a voice coming from that man in black armor, far more capable of tearing through my soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"For what you tried to do, death is mercy. Your soul will suffer—because I won't let you die.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1256,"2026-06-06T16:35:52.539Z",1,"novelbin.me","bb8b8c1eaef6a3eb712da72e79cf2bb87f9d8de4392d78255988e8ad1cf35a20","grind-to-cash-system-buy-sss-skills-to-spam-them-chapter-7","grind-to-cash-system-buy-sss-skills-to-spam-them-chapter-5",70,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fgrind-to-cash-system-buy-sss-skills-to-spam-them-cover.jpg"]