[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-i-m-a-forest-warden-why-am-i-enslaving-a-succubu":3,"chapter-i-m-a-forest-warden-why-am-i-enslaving-a-succubu-i-m-a-forest-warden-why-am-i-enslaving-a-succubu-chapter-697":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","I'm a Forest Warden—Why Am I Enslaving a Succubus?",{"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},2329741,4555,"Chapter 697: The Time of Divine Ascension","i-m-a-forest-warden-why-am-i-enslaving-a-succubu-chapter-697",697,"\u003Cp>Windwall Forest, underground factory beneath the Magic Ring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vanessa the half-vampire’s incomplete mechanical devices for the Magic Ring have increased to five, each connected to two conveyor belts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the glow of neon lights reading “Overtime Is Honorable,” magic ring blanks are transported one by one before the moon shadows of Luna.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the sickly dim lighting, the moon shadows hang their heads; their indistinct faces seem to carry a faint thread of resentment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Detected passive resistance!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sharp, emotionless magical voice suddenly blared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One moon shadow jolted upright, but before it could beg, the magic stone above its head unleashed a bolt of lightning, crackling and zapping it into violent spasms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The clacking of conveyor belts, the crackle of lightning, the dull, despairing hum of machinery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo De stood at the doorway, mouth slightly agape in shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Congratulations, Master—you’re now a terrifying slave driver exploiting workers!” Tally laughed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo De, expressionless, walked to the small cubicle on the left side of the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t knock—just walked in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The faint scent of negative energy, the bland decor, and the cluttered instruments on the worktable told Luo De this was Zombi Selina’s personal workshop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The magic rings processed through her hands were more advanced, more exquisite, even customizable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Rare. Selina isn’t at her post.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo De closed the door and strode boldly to the cubicle on the right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A completely different atmosphere of quiet warmth washed over him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soft, healthy white lighting, cushioned chairs woven with colorful tapestries, a corner bookshelf with volumes arranged in gradient hues, four moon mosses hanging beside the desk, a cup of coffee resting on a “self-regulating temperature” magic stone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even more unsettling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A handwritten note reading “Overtime Harms Health” was stuck to the wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vanessa the half-vampire, seated on the cushioned chair, glanced at Luo De, then quickly lowered her head again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her long crimson hair, braided with a black ribbon, hung over her left shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her languidly beautiful face still bore its unnatural pallor; now, with a pair of frameless glasses, she exuded an even greater scholarly serenity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A stack of homework notebooks, their covers scrawled with messy names, was pulled away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pen tip glided swiftly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Page turn, glide, page turn, glide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was the substitute teacher for the Miscast, grading assignments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo De leaned against the doorframe, smiling wryly: “How long has it been since the others outside had a rest?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Three days? A week? I forgot—you said I could use them freely.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tally corrected impatiently: “It’s Luo De.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Roz.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Can I punch her, Master?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo De chuckled, pinching Tally’s cool earlobe; the succubus reveled in it, nuzzling her face against his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Where are Luna and Selina?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That puppet collapsed from exhaustion—Selina took her to rest. Hmm, I’ve explained this problem so many times—why is someone still getting it wrong?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“She can collapse too?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The underground space receives no moonlight; her domain power drops drastically—even a deity has limits.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t break her.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You care?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll do everything I can for our agreement—you don’t need to come check. I’m confident I can double production by month’s end.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tally beside him froze, blinking in confusion at her master.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vanessa paused her grading, thought for a moment, and found it reasonable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though… five minutes is a bit too much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll fully honor our deal—you don’t need to come. I’m confident I can double production by month’s end.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo De waved dismissively, not mentioning he’d actually come to find Luna.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Zombi Selina and the puppet Luna slowly walked in from the rest area.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Selina remained cold, glancing at Luo De as she passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo De grinned, ruffling her hair, then stepped close to Luna.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her left pupil, pale white, was streaked with blood vessels and deep fatigue; her arms hung limp, her back hunched—she looked ancient.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luna gave Luo De a look of distaste, tinged with a faint aura of death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo De didn’t mind; he asked bluntly: “Are you certain you gained your divine spark in the First Epoch?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Obviously.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tell me exactly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I forget which star region—it was some massive labyrinth core destroyed by a psychic storm, and the divine spark emerged. I passed by, picked it up, and became a god.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What else?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The brat’s got a mouth on her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vanessa stopped writing, not looking up: “She’s lying to you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You know nothing. A vampire with big tits like you is an embarrassment—you have no idea how much faith your own kind once gave me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lately, Luna had adopted a defeatist attitude—when she couldn’t resist, she lashed out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“See, Rosheir, she’s lying again—where were vampires in the First Epoch?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vanessa frowned, hunching her shoulders to shrink her chest slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tally pouted again: “It’s Luo De.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine. Rolo.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luna blinked, mouth half-open, wanting to retort—but no words came out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn it! Those bastards must’ve altered my memories!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo De had ordered Luna not to lie—and at this weakened state, the Moon Goddess had no power to resist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vanessa snorted, expressing her disdain and mockery toward Luna.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though she herself was equally lost in fragmented memories.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But clearly, she felt no sympathy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I think your problem isn’t just memory confusion—your pig brain hasn’t grasped basic logic. The Other-Space is an emotional projection of the real dimension; the more desire, the stronger the psychic aether. How could the population of the First Epoch, tens of thousands of years ago, generate a psychic storm? Or one powerful enough to destroy a labyrinth dimension? According to all recorded data, only in the past six months have storms reached that scale.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luna stared coldly at the vampire lady.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Luo De, I request a duel with her.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the man, usually eager for drama, remained utterly still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His pale white pupils widened—he stood frozen, face filled with disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With pale white pupils, the man stood frozen in place, his face filled with disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The underground factory’s lights flickered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The real dimension and the Other-Space, untouched by the Divine Ascension Authority…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A universe filled with race-gods yet devoid of ascended beings—the skeletal remains of the Sandkin…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The essence of a divine spark is the accidental release of primordial cosmic energy when a plane-maze is born or destroyed…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The population of the First Epoch, tens of thousands of years ago, could never have generated the emotional projection needed for a psychic storm…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Moon Goddess Luna, asleep for tens of thousands of years, might once have received the faith of vampires…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo De’s expression hardened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All of it connected—pointing toward an unbelievable conclusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The demonic god of the First Epoch may not have ascended during the First Epoch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in the present Fourth Epoch—or later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1122,"2026-06-20T19:55:32.419Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","ae957d5f69e1b3e3d91339a3150bd738ddae36fd941580c0db18bc93c20d1a5e","i-m-a-forest-warden-why-am-i-enslaving-a-succubu-chapter-698","i-m-a-forest-warden-why-am-i-enslaving-a-succubu-chapter-696",704,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-m-a-forest-warden-why-am-i-enslaving-a-succubu-cover.jpg"]