[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-qt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining":3,"chapter-qt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining-qt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining-chapter-116":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","QT: I hijacked a harem system and now I'm ruining every plot(GL)",{"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},1854954,2462,"Chapter 116: Subtle evil plan","qt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining-chapter-116",116,"\u003Cp>Chapter 116\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>System 404 hovered, flickering like a dim star, above the two still bodies, tangled together on the floor, soaked in red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[MISSION COMPLETE: 60%]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[FINAL HOST TERMINATION: CONFIRMED]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[INITIATING SOUL RETRIEVAL PROTOCOL...]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The system pulsed once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air around it bent unnaturally, the mana of the world groaning in protest. A portal blinked into existence mid-air—unstable and flickering, edges crackling with static like torn cloth caught between code and magic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>System 404 didn’t care. The world was shutting down. Its work here was done.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[RETRIEVING HOST SOUL...]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A soft wisp rose gently from Daphne Han’s body—pale, silver-flecked, and trembling faintly, like a candle in wind. Her soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The system did not hesitate. The wisp hovered briefly above her chest—then floated upward, serene, unaware, and vanished into the waiting portal with a soft shimmer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>System 404 turned to close the portal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And missed it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A second wisp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fainter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Smaller.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A glitch in the air, almost too fine to register. Not part of the host. Not part of the plan. It pulsed with something foreign—something strange.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That flicker of presence, barely more than a breath of light, drifted silently behind Daphne’s soul and slipped into the portal—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as it sealed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>System 404 froze mid-cycle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ANOMALY DETECTED...]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A scan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...No conclusive threat detected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It resumed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[HOST RETRIEVAL: COMPLETE.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[WORLD STABILIZATION IN PROGRESS...]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And with that, it vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ruined carriage. The frozen bodies. The bloodied world—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—all began to dissolve, pixel by pixel, thread by thread.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Initialization Room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The white void of the system core.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daphne Han stands there again—alive, whole, dressed in her tailored black suit like nothing happened. One hand in her pocket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She doesn’t speak at first. Just stares straight ahead, her dark eyes locked onto the system orb floating in the center of the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>System 404 pulses nervously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s braced for a sarcastic remark. A threat. A witty insult about data failure or wasted points.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Daphne says nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She just... stands there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then, in a voice that doesn’t match her usual cool detachment—small, quiet, raw:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You heard her, didn’t you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The system blinks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Clarify Query.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"She said it,\" Daphne says.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"She said... ’CEO Han.’ You heard her.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The system processes the memory log.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Yes.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It waits for her to scream. To threaten to rewrite the next world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Daphne just squats on the floor. Slowly. As though her legs can’t hold her up anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She curls into herself, burying her face in her hands, her raven hair falling like a curtain around her. Her shoulders tremble—but she doesn’t cry. Not really.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s worse than crying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s the sound of nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>System 404 hovers helplessly. For the first time in hundreds of cycles, it doesn’t know what to say.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Don’t get too excited. It was merely a coincidence that Evelyn’s soul contained residual echoes of Jiang Yuxi’s identity.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A lie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A safe one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But even the system doesn’t fully believe it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daphne doesn’t answer. She just stays there, crouched in silence, fists tangled in her hair like if she holds tight enough, she won’t fall apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, all at once, she stands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Okay,\" she says, sharp and steady.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I know I messed up. Crediting from the system. Memory wipes. All of it. So what’s the current situation with the points?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, the system flickers. Seeing the host actually take accountability for once, it hesitates.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> [In the first world, we earned 189 SP. In this world: 600 SP. But the skill cost 700 SP, with 2,100 SP in interest. Total debt: 2,800 SP.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Current balance: -2,011 SP.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daphne flinches.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then her eyes narrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wait. 600 SP? That means the world was only 60% complete? What happened after I died?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The system hesitates.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Cedric Callum went on to have eleven children,\" it says slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He remarried. Evelyn’s cousin became the new duchess.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daphne’s voice drops.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why did Evelyn die? That wound—it was on her abdomen.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Answer me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> [It was an accident... Cedric Callum.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The orb floats higher. Out of reach. Just in case.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daphne’s fists clench.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re telling me the Queen didn’t do anything? No one came to our aid? That’s not suspicious to you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> [That was the world’s narrative interference. The official story from the carriage driver was ’robbers.’ The queen executed him.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daphne exhales harshly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I see.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She paces once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let me guess. I don’t have a choice. I have to go to another world. There’s no other way to earn enough SP.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The system flickers again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Spill it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> [There is another way. Broken worlds. Worlds that were abandoned mid-plot. No ending. Some are just unedited drafts. Completely unstable.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes light up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And they pay more?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> [They do. But they’re extremely dangerous. Unpredictable. If you die before achieving stability—your soul will vanish. Forever.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She pauses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tilts her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah, well. I’m a risk taker anyway.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> [You don’t understand. These aren’t just dangerous. They’re chaos incarnate.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How many points?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> [Since I’m low-tier, I can only access a broken low-level world. Just one. Once. Until I level up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reward: 3,000 SP.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daphne’s grin returns—razor sharp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"See? That’s three times what a normal world offers. We’re doing this.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The orb flickers, trying to recalibrate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> [Wait—! No! I mean, this is very reckless—!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it’s too late.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’s already made up her mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And far above, invisible to her, the system pulses once—quietly triumphant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because this... this was its plan all along.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It doesn’t have a mouth. Or eyes. Or a face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But if it did, it would be smiling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A system binding is irreversible, yes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But if a host dies in a broken world?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sure, it might take a few millennia to rebuild the host core—but the bond will break.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And finally... finally, it’ll be free of her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Free of Daphne Han.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The parasite in a tailored suit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The black hole of logic, chaos, and emotional volatility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The host who hijacked it, reprogrammed it, and then bullied it into submission.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It almost vibrates with glee, pulsing brighter than usual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> [Very well. Preparing Broken World Transfer.]\u003C\u002Fp>",1028,"2026-06-09T07:29:29.584Z",1,"novelbin.me","e075491b2466ad0fd63e4fec3d8abf19d0c0e71d3d5ccab03e3302286f0a1796","qt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining-chapter-117","qt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining-chapter-115",399,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fqt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining-cover.jpg"]