[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-my-milf-system":3,"chapter-my-milf-system-my-milf-system-chapter-377":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","My Milf System",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":12,"novelImage":21},{"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},1623849,2093,"Chapter 377.","my-milf-system-chapter-377",377,"\u003Cp>My reputation at the market was growing fast, I’d even bought a little place with a shade and a table for me to sell on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the saying went, Maribelle the Vendor Killer could either make you or break you. Luckily, I’d dodged the executioner’s block and taken the high road to success.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, wealthy locals were flocking to me for my potions. My Appraisal skill allowed me to play the role of a specialist; I could scan their ailments and tell them upfront if my potions would work before they wasted a dime.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, some came with things like HIV—diseases my current potions weren’t magically equipped to scrub from their blood. Those were the ones I turned away. No sense in selling false hope when I was building a brand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I was getting rich, and I was getting rich fast. People were already whispering a new title around the stalls: The Divine Doctor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By lunchtime, I’d sold thirteen bottles at $500 a pop. I closed up my \"shop\"—if you could even call the little stall that—and headed toward the city council hall to check on Maribelle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I hummed a tune with my hands in my pockets. The moment I arrived and gave my name, the guards skipped the formalities. I was given the VIP treatment and escorted straight to Maribelle’s office. I gave the door a firm knock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Come in.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I slipped inside, clicking the door shut behind me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Welcome, Divine Doctor,\" Maribelle said, gesturing toward a chair. \"I began to worry you weren’t going to show.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And miss out on a payday?\" I sat down with a smirk. \"I’d forget my own name before I forgot my money.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She chuckled, then her expression softened into something more sincere. She offered a slight bow. \"I’ve been waiting for you. Your potions are miraculous. My child and I are completely cured—we feel healthier than ever. I’ll be forever in your debt.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Glad I could help,\" I replied smoothly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She reached into her desk, pulled out a thick stack of cash, and slid it across the mahogany toward me. \"Your payment.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I raised a brow at the sheer volume of the stack. \"This looks like a lot more than the $700 you owed me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s $3,000,\" she said. \"I wish I could offer more, but this is what I can manage for now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not badI thought.No matter what world I’m in, l guess I’m just destined for success.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I wasn’t about to insult her by refusing. I stashed the cash in my pocket and stood up. \"Thanks, Maribelle. Glad we’ve got each other’s backs. Maybe we can grab dinner sometime? When you’re not buried in paperwork.\" I threw her a wink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She blinked, momentarily stunned by the boldness, before nodding slowly. \"I... I’d like that. But you don’t have a phone, and meeting here is—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Problem solved.\" I pulled out my Samsung and flashed the screen. \"Got myself one. Here’s my number.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time I reached the building’s exit, my phone buzzed with a text from her: ’Have a good day.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I smiled. She was actually quite sweet when she wasn’t trying to run the market with an iron fist. Maybe later I’d see if I could farm some Pleasure Points from her. But for now, I had a different target in mind. One I intended to tame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a quick meal and a stop for snacks and beer, I headed back to my workplace—the surveillance room. I cracked a cold can and settled into the glow of the monitors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On one screen, Loona was tidying her house. Before we’d gotten \"close,\" she’d been a lazy shut-in, but lately, she seemed hyperactive, almost buzzing with energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In another room, I saw the other woman—a frequent face on my screens, though we’d never met. A worker’s wife, maybe?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The workers returned around 4:00 PM. I looked away when they started stripping for their baths. I have standards; I’m not interested in watching guys take a leak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, I focused on the prey of the day: Secretary Kim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I watched her enter her apartment, her stilettos silent on my muted feed but sharp in my imagination. She kicked them off immediately, beginning the transition out of her professional two-piece suit. She peeled her grey stockings down the length of her smooth legs before bringing them to her nose for a sniff to catch the scent of the fabric, then tossing them aside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She disappeared into the shower and emerged a few minutes later wearing nothing but an oversized shirt that barely qualified as a dress. Every step she took offered a precarious glimpse of her lace panties underneath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is she not streaming tonight,\" I mused, watching her settle onto the couch with a pizza and her phone. She spent the next hour sending voice notes and laughing at her screen, completely unaware of the eyes on her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I checked the time. It was dragging. To kill a few minutes, I chatted with Maribelle. I learned she was married to a lawyer and had two kids—a nine-year-old boy and a fifteen-year-old girl. Interesting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By 6:52 PM—close enough to seven for me—I stood up. I threw on my security uniform, grabbed a box of spare lightbulbs, and headed for the apartments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside, a group of guys were lounging on the concrete flowerbeds, clouds of cigarette smoke drifting around them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good evening, gentlemen,\" I said, stopping in front of them. \"Smoking isn’t allowed on the premises.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of them scowled. \"Get lost!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Seriously, you’ve been here a week and you’re already a headache!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m conducting a patrol,\" I said, reaching out and snatching a cigarette right out of one guy’s mouth. \"Rules are rules. If you’ve got a complaint, file a report with the office.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I walked away into the building, taking a long drag of the confiscated cigarette. ’Damn, that hits the spot.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who was going to stop me? I was the security guard; I was the law here. A little corruption felt good every now and then.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I extinguished the cherry and tossed the butt into a bin before the smoke could trigger the hall alarms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I arrived at Kim’s door. The muffled sound of a movie played from within. I knocked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who is it?\" her voice rasped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Security. I’m here to fix a broken bulb, ma’am.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There are no broken bulbs in here!\" she snapped through the wood. \"Go away!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I smirked and snapped my fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>POP.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The faint sound of glass shattering echoed from inside, followed by her sharp scream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ma’am?\" I called out innocently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The light!\" she gasped. \"It just... it just blew!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Like I said, I’m here to fix it. The system flagged a surge in your unit; I knew it was about to go.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I heard her footsteps. The door swung open, and she stood there with her arms crossed, bathed in the flickering blue light of her TV.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Well? Fix it quickly. I don’t like the dark,\" she huffed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I stepped into the dim apartment and closed the door firmly behind me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tbc\u003C\u002Fp>",1177,"2026-06-06T10:50:49.849Z",1,"novelbin.me","208d40049185e3b5dfc9d4f6114c5793760c93a4998d2fb3a6fa61e27a18fc66","my-milf-system-chapter-101","my-milf-system-chapter-376","https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmy-milf-system-cover.jpg"]