[{"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-64":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},1854653,2462,"Chapter 64: Slave contract","qt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining-chapter-64",64,"\u003Cp>Chapter 64 –\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> [System Points are not just some system currency!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>System 404 sounded personally offended, which was impressive, considering it didn’t technically have feelings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> [They’re converted from a completed world’s Stability Essence! The more stable the narrative thread and karmic balance, the purer the essence. The purer the essence, the more System Points.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daphne raised a brow, still squishing the glowing orb absently like it was a sentient stress toy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So you’re saying,\" she began slowly, \"the whole point of these missions is to wring emotional and narrative coherence out of chaotic multiverse dumpster fires in exchange for... what? Interdimensional karma coupons?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> [They are highly regulated multiversal operating credits!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She blinked. \"...So karma coupons.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> [NO!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She gave the orb a small flick.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then what are they for?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The system grumbled (digitally), resigned to its fate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> [They’re used to upgrade systems.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[I can unlock better host tools, request emergency assistance, improve world rendering quality, reduce loading glitches, access higher-quality narrative blueprints, and—eventually—upgrade into a higher-tier classification.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes sparkled. \"Higher-tier? You mean...\" she drawled, drawing out the pause for dramatic effect, \"you’re... low tier?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> [...Well. A bit.] the system said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then a very slow, very dangerous smile spread across Daphne’s face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My, my...\" she purred, circling the orb like a lion in a suit. \"It seems our dear system is a bit low on the food chain. Tch, tch. Is that why you’re always so... Stuck up?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> [I am not stuck up—]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh sweetheart,\" Daphne cut in, voice dripping with mock sympathy, \"You’re just a little pawn trying to climb the corporate system ladder, aren’t you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> [I am a certified 99th Generation dimensional stabilizer—]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Bottom of your class,\" she added helpfully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> [That is classified information.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You told me that during one of your nervous breakdowns,\" she reminded it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> [It wasn’t a breakdown! It was a performance optimization hiccup!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daphne just hummed thoughtfully, squeezing the orb again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So the better I do in these dumb worlds, the more points you get. And if you get enough of them, you can finally stop being the embarrassment of the System Network.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> [That’s... not incorrect.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daphne raised an eyebrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But what do I get out of all this?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> [Essence Points.] The system tried to sound enthusiastic. [They’re converted into soul power, which stabilizes your soul across worlds and allows you to retain key traits. You also get System Points—your version—that can be used in the System Shop.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daphne’s eyes sharpened. She perked up like a cat hearing the treat bag crinkle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Shop, you say?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> [Correct. You can exchange points for skills, weapons, memory slots, passive buffs, elixirs, glamor settings—]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"WEAPONS?!\" she practically shouted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stood up straighter. \"Great. Show me the shop interface. Let’s start with the good stuff.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> [You can’t.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...What?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> [The shop unlocks at 500 System Points.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daphne stared at the orb.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The orb dimmed slightly. It could feel the pressure of incoming judgment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How many points do I have?\" she asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"System.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> [Low-tier worlds provide approximately 1,000 SP if completed with 100% stability.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s not what I asked.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> [You currently have...]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The system hesitated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[189 SP.] Lol\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daphne blinked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then blinked again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then let out a long, tired sigh that felt like it was drawn from the depths of ten lifetimes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So what,\" she muttered, massaging her temple, \"I’m supposed to spend the rest of eternity grinding stability essence for a system that cries when I poke it too hard?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> [Actually,] System 404 replied with suspiciously chipper timing, [you can break the contract and permanently settle in a world of your choosing once you reach 10,000,000 SP.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daphne stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Very slowly turned her head to look at it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Tenmillion?\" she repeated flatly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> [Correct.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And you said a completed world gives me—what? A thousand?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> [Low-tier ones do. If completed perfectly. Which, may I remind you—you did not.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She inhaled deeply. \"So, if I do the math right, that’s like—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> [Minimum 1,000 low-tier worlds, yes.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daphne stared into the void, reconsidering every life choice she’d ever made.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> [But!] the system added quickly, like a student trying to salvage a failing presentation, [Mid-tier worlds grant 5,000 SP, and high-tier worlds can yield up to 20,000 depending on complexity.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So, realistically, I only need to emotionally disembowel myself in, what, 600 to 700 worlds?\" she said, smiling in the way people do when they’ve completely lost their grip on reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> [Give or take.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stared at the orb. Then at empty space. Then back at the orb.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is a slave contract.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> [We prefer the term ’life-enhancing transmigrational partnership.’]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Slave. Contract.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> [With performance bonuses.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m going to put you in a blender.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> [Your threats have been logged. Again.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daphne Han, elite businesswoman and now dimensionally indentured soul, sighed and let her head tilt back as if the sterile white ceiling would offer mercy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It did not.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No escape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only fluorescent existentialism.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Dammit,\" she muttered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why couldn’t you have been a different kind of system? I don’t know—a fighting system? A farming one? Hell, even a cooking system sounds more peaceful. But no. I get you. The Harem one. So now I’m stuck dealing with emotionally constipated male leads like Jiang Wei for centuries.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She gave the blue orb another brutal squeeze, grinding it between her palms like a stress toy that owed her money.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> [OW—HEY! Stop that! My data compression rates are sensitive!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don’t care if your code gets bruised,\" she growled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> [I know! That’s why my original host was supposed to be someone fit for me!! A gentle, cooperative, emotionally stunted beta male with a thing for women in distress!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She blinked. \"That’s your type?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> [He was perfect. He said ’yes’ before I even finished my speech.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah, well. He also got yeeted into the void because your system security was trash.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> [Security updates were pending!!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She smirked, not even bothering to hide the satisfaction as she twisted the orb just a little harder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the distant void desperate cries of System 404 were heard for hours.\u003C\u002Fp>",1030,"2026-06-09T07:29:29.584Z",1,"novelbin.me","3fa4ce23bc9396c7e7284ddf64e5f93a8467d60126079a7bed3763e815820d34","qt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining-chapter-65","qt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining-chapter-63",399,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fqt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining-cover.jpg"]