[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-started-with-a-10-000x-multiplier-in-a-game-worl":3,"chapter-started-with-a-10-000x-multiplier-in-a-game-worl-started-with-a-10-000x-multiplier-in-a-game-worl-chapter-30":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Started with a 10,000x Multiplier in a Game World",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},1136183,1466,"Chapter 30: The Charming Scoundrel, Meteor Stride","started-with-a-10-000x-multiplier-in-a-game-worl-chapter-30",30,"\u003Cp>The eight-hour mandatory lockout felt like it passed in a fraction of a second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The physical body of Dante had rested in his cramped apartment, but his mind had been racing the entire time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the VR capsule finally chimed to signal the end of the required disconnect window, he didn’t hesitate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pulled the heavy neural-link cables down and pressed them against the base of his neck. He let the Zenith Protocol pull him back under.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The transition was instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The stale and recycled air of his apartment in Oakhaven vanished. It was replaced by the smell of woodsmoke and the loud overlapping chatter of thousands of players.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He materialized exactly where he had logged out. He stood in a quiet corner of the Outpost 404 safe zone near the central fountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante kept his player ID hidden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The server had been in a complete frenzy when he logged off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t need a mob of low-level players swarming him for handouts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He walked away from the crowded fountain and ducked into a narrow empty alleyway between a player-owned tavern and an NPC blacksmith shop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He needed to organize his build.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He opened his infinite inventory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During the absolute chaos of the Embercraig Canyon fight, he had vacuumed up an absurd amount of loot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most of it had been sold to the studio of Seraphina. But he had kept a few specific items for himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pulled out a small and red-bound book.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Item Appraised: Skillbook - Flame-Dash]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Tier: Novice]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Description: A basic mobility skill. The user bursts forward ten feet and leaves a short trail of low-damage fire. Cooldown: 12 seconds.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante had utilized a temporary scroll version of this during his fight with the Enforcers of Malric. But temporary items didn’t permanently lock into the system interface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, he held the actual skillbook. It was time to permanently hardwire it into his neural loadout.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tapped the cover of the book. It dissolved into a stream of red light that flowed directly into his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Skill Learned: Flame-Dash (Novice)]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante didn’t wait. He drew the [Crimson Edge] and dropped into a low and aggressive stance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He activated the skill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Skill Executed: Flame-Dash.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment the system registered the command, the anomaly in his code triggered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Talent Activated: 10,000x Multiplier.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Registering 10,000 flawless executions.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rush of combat enlightenment slammed into his brain with the force of a physical blow!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t just learn how to jump forward and spark a little bit of fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mind was flooded with the absolute and fundamental understanding of thermal propulsion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt the exact physics required to ignite the ambient oxygen behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He understood how to completely eliminate friction from his physical form and turn his body into a projectile of pure kinetic energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Flame-Dash has reached Adept tier.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Flame-Dash has reached Master tier.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Flame-Dash has reached Grandmaster tier.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air inside the narrow dirt alleyway began to warp and distort from the sudden and intense heat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dirt beneath his iron boots started to bake and turn hard and brittle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Flame-Dash has reached Zenith tier.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Skill Evolution Triggered.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Flame-Dash has evolved into: Meteor Stride.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The system interface flashed violently and updated the skill description.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Meteor Stride (Zenith)]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Description: Instantly teleport to a target location within 100 feet. Leaves a massive and lingering trail of devastating superheated plasma in your wake. Deals 2,000% Fire Damage to any entity that crosses the trail. Cooldown: 5 seconds.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let us see what it looks like on a permanent cast,\" Dante muttered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He targeted a spot at the far end of the alleyway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was roughly eighty feet away and right before the path dumped back out into the main merchant street.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He triggered the skill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante didn’t run. He didn’t jump. He vanished in a blinding flash of white-hot light!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He materialized instantly at the end of the alley, and his boots planted firmly in the dirt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no travel time. There was no wind resistance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind him, the alleyway was completely destroyed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A thick ten-foot-wide wall of violently burning plasma cut straight through the narrow space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The heat radiating off the lingering trail was so intense it instantly melted the cobblestones lining the edges of the buildings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The safe zone mechanics prevented the fire from damaging the actual player-owned structures, but the environmental ground was turned into liquid slag.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The plasma burned bright white for two seconds before dissipating with a sharp static crack. It left behind a massive trench of blackened and smoking glass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Five-second cooldown,\" Dante said and read his interface. \"I can basically spam this. Uncatchable and untouchable.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sheathed the [Crimson Edge] and stepped out of the alleyway to merge smoothly into the heavy foot traffic of the main street.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outpost 404 was bustling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was mid-afternoon in-game, and the player economy was in full swing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stalls were packed with people haggling over copper coins, recruiting for dungeon runs, and loudly complaining about the exorbitant prices of basic health potions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante walked casually and blended in with the crowd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His [Sun-Forged Cuirass] drew a few lingering stares. Gold-tier armor was practically a myth this early in the game.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But without his nameplate visible, nobody realized they were looking at the most wanted target on the server.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was heading toward the northern gate to find a new hunting ground when a sudden and low rumbling sound caught his attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It sounded like a stampede.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante stopped in the middle of the street and looked back toward the central plaza.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rumbling grew louder. It wasn’t the sound of a boss spawning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the frantic and overlapping thud of dozens of heavy boots sprinting against the packed dirt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A cloud of dust plumed into the air near the corner of the forge of the blacksmith.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A man suddenly sprinted around the corner. His boots skidded wildly in the dirt as he desperately took the turn at full speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was dressed ridiculously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wore a ruffled silk shirt that was unbuttoned halfway down his chest, tight leather pants, and a wide-brimmed feathered hat that looked like it had been stolen from a renaissance faire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He held a lute in his left hand and clutched it to his chest like a baby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His player ID floated above his head in bright green letters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ID: Casanova]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Level: 18]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante raised an eyebrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Level 18. That put this ridiculous-looking bard in the top ten players on the entire server.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was severely over-leveled compared to the general population.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he was currently screaming his lungs out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am sorry!\" Casanova yelled over his shoulder and sprinted down the middle of the street. \"It was the system! I did not want to do it! You have my deepest apologies, ladies!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A second later, the source of the stampede rounded the corner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a mob.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A literal furious mob consisting of at least fifty female players.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were heavily armed. Tanks with tower shields, rogues with drawn daggers, and mages with fireballs already burning in their palms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They weren’t moving in a tactical formation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were completely blinded by rage. They sprinted down the street in a chaotic swarm to knock over merchant stalls and shove neutral players out of the way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Get back here, you creep!\" a heavily armored warrior screamed and raised a broadsword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am going to rip your eyes out!\" a mage yelled and hurled a bolt of frost magic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Casanova ducked. The frost bolt narrowly missed his feathered hat and shattered against a wooden post nearby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It was on the cheek!\" Casanova shrieked and pumped his arms as he ran. \"It was entirely platonic. I respect your boundaries!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mob surged forward and closed the distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Casanova was fast, but he was clearly running out of stamina.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked around wildly. His eyes scanned the crowd of neutral players who had completely frozen to watch the bizarre spectacle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes locked onto Dante.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Specifically, they locked onto the massive and imposing Gold-tier chest piece of Dante.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Casanova didn’t hesitate. He changed his trajectory and sprinted directly toward Dante.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante didn’t move. He just watched the flamboyant bard close the gap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Big guy! Armored guy!\" Casanova yelled. He slid into the dirt and dived squarely behind the broad shoulders of Dante.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He grabbed the back of the cape of Dante and used him as a human shield. \"Save me! They are entirely unreasonable!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mob of fifty furious women skidded to a halt about twenty feet away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They formed a tight semicircle and cut off any escape routes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Weapons were drawn. Magic was primed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They glared at Dante and were completely unbothered by his high-tier armor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Step aside, armor,\" the lead warrior sneered and pointed her broadsword at Dante. \"This does not concern you. We just want the bard.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante looked over his shoulder. Casanova was cowering behind him, clutching his lute, and breathing heavily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What did you do?\" Dante asked. His voice was flat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It was a curse!\" Casanova pleaded. He spoke so fast the words completely blurred together. \"I swear on the grave of my mother, it was not my fault.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I picked up a cursed lore item in the southern ruins. It locked me into a mandatory quest!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante stared at him. \"A quest.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes!\" Casanova nodded frantically. His feathered hat bobbed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A bizarre and highly unethical curse quest. The system mandates that I have to steal kisses from one hundred different players within twenty-four hours.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If I do not complete it, I get hit with a massive ten-level penalty!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The expression of Dante remained completely blank. He slowly looked back at the mob of fifty angry women.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You are sexually assaulting people for EXP?\" Dante asked. His tone dripped with absolute deadpan judgment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It is not assault! It is a mechanic!\" Casanova protested defensively. He peaked around the arm of Dante to look at the mob.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And it is on the cheek. Mostly. Look, do you know how hard it is to grind to Level 18? I cannot afford to drop ten levels. I will be ruined!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am going to cut off your mechanic,\" one of the rogues in the crowd hissed and twirled a dagger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"See?!\" Casanova shrieked and pulled his head back behind Dante.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They are violent! They do not respect the grind! Please, man, you have to help me. I am rich! I can pay you! I am a top-ranked player, I have utility!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante didn’t care about the money of Casanova.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had a billion credits sitting in the real world. He didn’t care about the utility of the bard. He was a one-man army.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He actually considered just stepping to the left and letting the mob tear the flamboyant idiot to pieces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It would be entirely justified, and it would save him a headache.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He kissed my boyfriend too!\" a male caster suddenly yelled from the back of the mob.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Casanova groaned and buried his face in his hands. \"The quest did not specify gender, I was on a timer, I panicked!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante could not help it. A short and sharp laugh escaped his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The absolute absurdity of the situation was a massive contrast to the life-or-death and high-stakes slaughter he had been dealing with all morning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silas was running a militarized hit squad. This guy was running around playing tag with half the server because of a joke item.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I will give you a thousand gold!\" Casanova begged and tugged on the cape of Dante. \"Five thousand!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante looked at the mob. The lead warrior took a step forward and raised her sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I said step aside,\" the warrior growled. \"Or you die with him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante stopped smiling. The humor evaporated instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t like being threatened. He especially didn’t like being threatened by Level 10 players holding basic iron weapons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante didn’t draw the [Crimson Edge]. He didn’t drop into a combat stance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He just stood perfectly still with his hands resting casually at his sides.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He is an idiot,\" Dante said. His voice projected clearly across the street. \"But he is currently standing behind me. So you have exactly three seconds to lower your weapons and walk away.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The warrior laughed harshly. \"There are fifty of us, you arrogant prick. What are you going to do?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"One,\" Dante said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mages in the backline began chanting. Their hands glowed with offensive magic. The archers drew their bows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Two,\" Dante said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Casanova whimpered and braced himself for the impact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Three.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",2087,"2026-06-03T12:02:18.787Z","2026-06-03T12:02:25.060Z",1,"novelbin.me","bac09fea0881d0a4a043c3ea020b2037541c510c2f16f1d41c57e9422b143d33","started-with-a-10-000x-multiplier-in-a-game-worl-chapter-31","started-with-a-10-000x-multiplier-in-a-game-worl-chapter-29",109,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fstarted-with-a-10-000x-multiplier-in-a-game-worl-cover.jpg"]