[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-harem-online-my-party-is-full-of-beautiful-celeb":3,"chapter-harem-online-my-party-is-full-of-beautiful-celeb-harem-online-my-party-is-full-of-beautiful-celeb-chapter-3":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Harem Online: My Party Is Full of Beautiful Celebrities",{"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},747441,987,"Chapter 3: Hidden Quest","harem-online-my-party-is-full-of-beautiful-celeb-chapter-3",3,"\u003Cp>BANG!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A perfect block.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Fortify cooldown reduced.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Fortify is ready.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fortify,\" Martin said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ninth strike came in fast, and he stepped into the thrust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wood met wood at the shield’s center. A clean vibration ran up his left arm, and the in-game chime rang out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perfect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That chime wasn’t just a sound cue. It meant his angle was dead-on and the timing counted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he let even one hit through, the whole \"perfect clear\" would feel like a fluke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortify erased the hit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One more. Keep the Fortitude stacks clean.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He adjusted his grip by a finger’s width and set his feet again, forcing his shield to stay centered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No drifting. No flinching. Just the same clean contact, ten times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He checked the durability.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nearly intact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[You have blocked all ten strikes of the wooden training dummy.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Secret reward obtained: A Steel Shield (Blue).]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A new item flashed in his inventory. He clicked it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[A Steel Shield (Blue) (Durability: 120\u002F120) (Lv. Requirement: 1) (+3 DEF) (+20 HP)]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Simple name. Simple design. Simple stats.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His head still throbbed from trying to read every twitch of the dummy’s attacks, but he liked it anyway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blue beats green. Maybe that’s the difference between common and uncommon. Color-coding helps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked to the side and exhaled. \"You won.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Only because of my Flurry skill,\" she said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The training grounds had emptied out while they stayed on the same quest for an hour. Everyone else had moved on to fight actual monsters. Only Martin and the twin-sword woman stayed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Flurry?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Three hits in rapid succession on the same target,\" she said. She flicked her wrist, like she could still feel the timing. \"Like there’s no pause between stabs, so I can stab again right away. I pushed it and added a fourth with my second blade. So while you had to wait for the dummy to swing, I got four attacks in. All crits, naturally.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Martin couldn’t help it. \"I used Threat to force them to attack me, but I can’t make something hit me four times in a row. Well done.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She blinked. \"Eh? Ah... thanks.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I didn’t expect competition on day one, but I needed it.\" Martin tucked the new shield away. \"I’m off. I have to be up early tomorrow.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rangar threw his head back with a sigh. \"Ah, I wanted to see the next quest! But I get it. Your world’s responsibilities matter more than ours. Rest well, Emperoar!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You too, Rangar. And don’t pick up too much of our slang, or the adults won’t take you seriously.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Come on! I haven’t learned much, and I definitely don’t abuse those words!\" Rangar shook his head, smiling anyway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She spoke up again. \"Don’t be late tomorrow,\" she said. \"I don’t like winning by default.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Will you be online at the same time tomorrow?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah, probably.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then we’ll keep going. I’m done for today too.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rangar groaned. \"You too, Chaosgraphy? What a bummer!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"See you,\" Chaosgraphy said, and logged off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her avatar broke into particles and vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Martin nodded once. \"See you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He logged off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The headset unclasped with a soft click.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Martin rolled off his bed and sat on the edge. It was late, and the apartment was quiet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He still wanted to talk to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He called his mother.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She answered immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Did you get the package? It says it was delivered!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah. I got it... and I already played. It’s fun.\" He smiled. \"I really needed that. Thanks.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A short silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You can always come home,\" she said at last. \"You don’t have to push yourself just to stay independent! And once you find a nice girl, you’ll support each other. Tell me. Did you meet any nice girls?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I met a stubborn one like me. We competed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ew... two of you? Will I survive?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We’re set for tomorrow too.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s what I wanted to hear! Keep going, son!\" Her tone sharpened. \"Now. Food and sleep. What did you eat? Did you shower?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The questions came fast. Martin regretted calling, but he answered, took the scolding, and ended the call with a promise of another package of food.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Free food, at least.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pulled the blanket up and shut his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Strangely, he looked forward to tomorrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the game, effort turned into progress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In real life, effort turned into more work.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Work hit first. Morning clients, a short break, more clients, then the walk home like a beaten dog. A few meetings got canceled, so he made it back at the usual time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He logged into Monster Hunter Academy Online.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rangar and Chaosgraphy were already waiting. The training grounds were empty, like everyone else had decided to give them space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ve been waiting for you two,\" Rangar said. \"You’re like transfer students who need extra attention, so I’ve been assigned to you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hi, Rangar.\" Martin nodded, then turned. \"Evenin’, Chaosgraphy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Evening, Emperoar.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rangar clapped his hands. \"Good. You’ve learned the basics. Most players form parties of five and hunt low-level monsters.\" He leaned in. \"But I have a different path for you two.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chaosgraphy didn’t move. Martin didn’t either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Dungeons,\" Rangar said. \"Our academy’s dungeons. Solo or with others.\" His grin widened. \"But I believe you’ll go in alone.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah,\" Martin said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chaosgraphy nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Each run is recorded on the academy scoreboard,\" Rangar continued. \"Clear speed. Monsters killed. Damage taken. Everything.\" He lifted a finger. \"Weekly rewards and income for high ranks in each bracket.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chaosgraphy’s voice stayed flat. \"There’s a catch.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Of course.\" Rangar’s eyes gleamed. \"After the tutorial, most players reach level five. The first bracket is levels five through ten.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lowered his voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But there’s a hidden bracket.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chaosgraphy didn’t blink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Level 1.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rangar held up a finger. \"Level one means you go in underleveled on purpose; most players don’t have the nerve to handicap themselves.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He kept going, like he was reading a rulebook he enjoyed too much. \"Run the dungeon at level one, and your run is recorded separately. Only other level-one runners can see your stats and results.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He smiled like he was offering a dare. \"And the rewards are exclusive.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Rangar leaned in, eyes bright.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So, are you up for it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Level one... on purpose? 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