[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-harem-startup-the-demon-billionaire-is-on-vacati":3,"chapter-harem-startup-the-demon-billionaire-is-on-vacati-harem-startup-the-demon-billionaire-is-on-vacati-chapter-296":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Harem Startup : The Demon Billionaire is on Vacation",{"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},1410957,1864,"Chapter 296: I Need Cross-Realm Marketing","harem-startup-the-demon-billionaire-is-on-vacati-chapter-296",296,"\u003Cp>Chapter 296 – I Need Cross-Realm Marketing\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Warning. Pocket Dimension anomaly detected.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Classification: Celestial. Subtype: Angelic Construct.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Probability of ambush: 89.2%. Escape route limited.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Recommended action: Caution.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Note: Your current location is not Limbo. Celestial Pocket Dimension confirmed.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lux narrowed his eyes behind the helmet, wind cutting across his cheeks as he zoomed toward the next intersection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tch. Celestial?\" he muttered. \"Of course it is.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because yeah. Why not. He’d barely just cleaned up the mess with Carson, picked up wine glasses, and now what? Surprise celestial tax audit?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Lock-in threshold approaching. 800 meters. Do you wish to reroute?]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lux huffed. \"No. Let’s see what these heaven-boys want.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He spurred the motorcycle forward, leaning low, watching as the air around him subtly shimmered. A thin silver veil shimmered across the edge of the road like glass cracked over sunlight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then it closed behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound was soft—like a bell snapping shut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Dimensional Exit Sealed.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[You are now within a Celestial Pocket Field.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Tracking disabled.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Great,\" Lux muttered. \"Like getting sealed in a disco ball run by Heaven’s secret police.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slowed slightly. His eyes scanned the shifting, almost sterile surroundings—clouds shaped like ornamental marble, skies too blue, trees too symmetrical. Everything glowed faintly, like a filtered dream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Dimensional breach detected. Multiple signatures.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Three portals incoming.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They formed behind him. Swirls of white-gold light, their hum sharp and holy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lux’s eyes flicked to the rearview mirror, where he saw them emerge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No. Not just lions. White ones. With massive feathered wings, glowing mane, and radiant blue sigils etched into its fur like divine branding. Its eyes blazed like judgment-day spotlights.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The riders? Three humanoid figures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Angels.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But not the bureaucratic kind. Not the robed, haloed, quill-carrying diplomats Lux usually negotiated soul clauses with.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No. These ones wore leather. Armor. Sleeveless robes torn at the hems. Battlewear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hunters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bounty-class angels.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wonderful,\" Lux muttered, accelerating. \"Did none of these featherbrains watch the stream when I killed Vyrak? Like—I murdered a High Lord of Pride. Take a hint, chicken out.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Negative.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Your combat data is currently viral on InfernalNet but remains restricted on CelestialNet. Distribution protocols vary.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lux almost choked. \"Wait—you’re telling me Heaven didn’t get the memo?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Correct. CelestialNet is filtered for ’mortal safety and divine image preservation.’]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He deadpanned. \"Unbelievable. I need cross-realm marketing.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lion roared behind him. A sound that rippled through space, trembled through Lux’s ribs. He twisted the throttle harder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Analyze,\" Lux commanded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Analyzing targets...]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Name: Elio]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Class: Radiant Lancer]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Level: 190]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Skills: Lightbound Pin, Celestial Cage, Sanctum Dash, Wing Blade Crescent]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Name: Kaelin]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Class: Binding Hexer]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Level: 188]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Skills: Divine Snare, Soul Brand, Halo Trap, Judgment Mark]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Name: Vahl]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Class: Wrath Paladin]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Level: 193]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Skills: Smite Barrage, Barrier of Faith, Seeker Spear, Oath Burst]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lux’s eyes narrowed. \"They sent elites?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He smirked faintly. \"Guess I made the VIP list.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of the angels murmured something—Lux couldn’t hear it—but he felt the result.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A golden circle of runes flared in the air ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Trap Detected: Halo Snare]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lines of holy script formed midair—webbing across like a sigil net.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lux cursed, banking his bike hard left, tires screeching as he narrowly skimmed the edge of the trap. The sigils sparked, grazing the back wheel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then came light spikes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Incoming Skill: Seeker Spear]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They burst forward like heat-seeking lances of light, white and gold, sharp and singing with divine resonance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lux grit his teeth, weaving through them—left, right, twist under, lean. One sliced the tip of his mirror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Dammit—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And just as he steadied—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another trap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Same angle. Ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Trap Detected: Celestial Cage. Estimated impact: 2 seconds.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His instincts screamed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lux leapt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Shadow Step.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flicker—his body blurred, reappeared ten meters in the air—mid-sprint forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But his motorcycle—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The poor thing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It hit the trap like a puppy running into a glass door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-CRASH!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The impact echoed. Metal crumpled. Fire burst. Tires screamed. And Lux’s precious chrome ride skidded and tumbled, flipping twice before bursting into flames.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He landed smoothly nearby, crouched, a trail of black smoke rising behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...I just bought that!\" Lux shouted, throwing his hands in the air. \"I’m trying to keep things low-key here!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The angels didn’t reply. The lions circled, growling low. The trio dismounted mid-air, floating slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaelin’s voice was calm, cool, righteous. \"Lux Vaelthorn. Registered Incubus Entity. CFO of Infernal Sector Seven.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lux straightened. \"Wow. You even got the resume right.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re in violation of the Cross-Plane Decency Clause.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Which one?\" Lux asked. \"There’s like seven.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"All of them.\" Vahl snarled. \"Your presence radiates uncontrolled lust and greed. Dangerous to mortals and celestials alike.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lux tilted his head. \"So... you’re here to what? Lecture me? Arrest me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh wait, I have permission to be here. That clause has expired already!\" he added.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elio’s wings flared, halo gleaming above him like a blade. \"We’re here to remove you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lux clicked his tongue. \"Yikes. No first date? Just straight to celestial assassination?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re a threat,\" Kaelin said, her voice lined with steel. \"And threats must be neutralized.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lux’s smile sharpened. \"That depends.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"On what?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He rolled his shoulder, his aura flickering to life—gold heat, raw charm, and that signature scent of sin-stained citrus and fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Whether you brought enough angels,\" Lux said coolly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air warped around him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Battle form.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice cut the space clean, sharp as a trade deal turned lethal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mortal leathers peeled away like smudged ink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[You have activated your battle form]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In their place, obsidian-black armor erupted over his limbs—slim, spiked, and gleaming like forged hell-gold dipped in midnight. His shoulders sharpened. His spine elongated slightly, and out from his back—wings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His helmet vanished in flame. Red eyes burned beneath tousled dark hair, his pupils slitted like a predator’s. His smirk was crooked and cruel now—less flirt, more executioner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Twin black daggers shimmered into his hands, curved and deadly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He flicked them once—casual. Testing the balance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then his voice turned razor-sharp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"System. Record.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Recording has started. Do you wish to stream this session to InfernalNet?]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No. Just record. Celestials are watching. I can’t be reckless.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Understood.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Agility Boost Activated.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And just like that—he moved.\u003C\u002Fp>",1024,"2026-06-05T23:57:11.778Z",1,"novelbin.me","237f482776778f70bf00e5a64746070eb6515fa206597672ccfc46a293488f00","harem-startup-the-demon-billionaire-is-on-vacati-chapter-297","harem-startup-the-demon-billionaire-is-on-vacati-chapter-295",878,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fharem-startup-the-demon-billionaire-is-on-vacati-cover.jpg"]