[{"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-79":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},1136232,1466,"Chapter 79: The Pan Menace","started-with-a-10-000x-multiplier-in-a-game-worl-chapter-79",79,"\u003Cp>Dante continued his march across the Frostfire Steppes, his iron boots crunching through the mixture of fresh snow and cooling volcanic ash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The global announcement of Oakhaven’s massive 10% EXP penalty was still fading from the sky. Dante had his regional chat muted, but he could imagine the sheer, apocalyptic rage currently consuming his home city’s player base.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Apex Coalition was likely mobilizing every single available member to hunt him down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They’re going to be busy,\" Dante muttered, checking his digital map.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was approaching the deepest section of the Steppes, a massive, cratered valley where the tectonic plates actively clashed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the marked spawn zone for the SSS-Rank Beast King.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he crested a high, jagged ridge of black ice overlooking the valley, he stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His Intuition stat wasn’t just pinging; it was blaring a chaotic, confused warning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante looked down into the valley.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He expected to see the Beast King. He expected to see a massive, terrifying monster waiting for a challenger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, he saw a massacre.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The valley floor was completely littered with dropped beginner and mid-tier loot. Hundreds of broken swords, shattered shields, and low-level skillbooks were scattered across the frozen dirt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And standing among the loot were the ghostly, fading blue pixels of nearly two hundred deleted player avatars.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Did Silas send another army?\" Dante whispered, frowning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pulled a small spyglass from his inventory and looked through it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He immediately recognized the dark green tabards of the players who had just been slaughtered. It was the Apex Coalition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oakhaven’s top player, a massive, heavily armored paladin named Gawain, had apparently mobilized an entire army and marched them straight into the Steppes the moment the penalty announcement hit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had come here to kill Dante and take their regional quest back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Dante hadn’t killed them. He had been miles away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So what did?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante panned the spyglass across the valley floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Standing in the absolute dead center of the slaughter, surrounded by the fading blue pixels of Oakhaven’s finest players, was a girl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked entirely out of place. She wasn’t wearing massive, glowing armor or dark, edgelord robes. She was wearing a simple, bright red combat tunic and baggy trousers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had dark hair tied up in twin buns, and she was currently hopping from foot to foot, humming a cheerful tune.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hovering right next to her head was a tiny, floating dragon. It was roughly the size of a cat, with bright crimson scales and large, expressive yellow eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the most bizarre detail was the weapon she was holding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wasn’t wielding a broadsword or a magical staff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was resting a massive, oversized cast-iron frying pan casually on her shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pan was easily four feet wide, completely disproportionate to her small frame, and it was currently smoking slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante lowered the spyglass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What the hell is that?\" Dante asked the empty air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t use a Zenith-tier teleport to initiate combat. He didn’t want to accidentally trigger a massive explosion before he figured out what he was looking at.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He simply activated the [Cloak of the Void-Walker], slowly drifting down from the high ridge using the Limitless Flight passive, landing silently on the valley floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He walked toward the girl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he got within fifty feet, the tiny red dragon hovering near her head suddenly snapped its attention toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It let out a sharp, high-pitched squawk, pointing a tiny clawed finger directly at Dante’s glowing Gold-tier chest piece.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Incoming, Mei!\" the dragon yelled. Its voice sounded exactly like a hyperactive teenager.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl, Mei, stopped humming. She spun around, resting both hands on the handle of her massive frying pan. She looked Dante up and down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wow,\" Mei said, her eyes widening. \"You look expensive.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante stopped walking. He kept his hands away from his weapons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ID: Mei (Hua Nation)]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Level: 32]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Class: Brawler]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was from the Hua Nation, a massive regional block known for highly unconventional builds and chaotic guild structures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But being Level 32 was impressive. It meant she had been grinding non-stop since the server launched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Did you do this?\" Dante asked, gesturing broadly to the massive field of dropped loot and fading pixels surrounding her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh, them?\" Mei asked, casually poking a discarded iron shield with her boot. \"Yeah. They came running down the hill screaming about some guy named Dan and a stolen quest scroll. They were incredibly rude. They didn’t even say hello. So I hit them.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You hit two hundred heavily armored players,\" Dante clarified.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I hit them very hard,\" Mei corrected cheerfully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"With a frying pan,\" Dante said, pointing at the massive iron cookware resting on her shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey! Watch your tone!\" the tiny red dragon snapped, flying a few feet closer to Dante. \"This isn’t just any frying pan. This is the legendary God-Slaying Skillet! We have crushed entire pantheons with this culinary masterpiece!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante stared at the tiny dragon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the Zenith Protocol, pets didn’t talk. They communicated through chimes, roars, or system prompts. Aura was an incredibly advanced, Grade 9 cosmic anomaly, and even she couldn’t speak English.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your pet talks,\" Dante noted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am not a pet!\" the dragon shrieked indignantly, crossing its tiny arms. \"I am Pip! The ultimate, supreme familiar of the Hua Nation! I am a manifestation of draconic authority!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Pip is a legacy carry-over,\" Mei explained casually, resting her chin on the handle of her pan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We cleared the last Zenith Protocol game world together. The system let me bring him into Overture as a starter bonus.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante’s eyes narrowed slightly. Legacy carry-overs were extremely rare. It meant Mei wasn’t just a high-level brawler; she was a veteran who had survived an entire previous cycle of the death game.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Right,\" Dante said. \"Well, good job on the extermination. You saved me a lot of time. Have a nice day.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned to walk around her, heading toward the deeper section of the valley where the Beast King was supposed to spawn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wait a minute!\" Pip yelled, flying directly into Dante’s path, hovering right in front of his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante stopped. He looked at the tiny red dragon. \"Move.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Did you not hear Mei earlier?\" Pip demanded, putting his tiny claws on his hips. \"You look incredibly expensive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That gold armor is practically blinding me. And that dark cape? Super edgy. I love it. It probably sells for a fortune.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s soul-bound,\" Dante lied smoothly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don’t care,\" Pip smirked. \"You’re walking into our farming zone. This valley belongs to the God-Slaying Skillet duo. If you want to pass, you have to pay the toll.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante looked past the tiny dragon to Mei. \"Are you seriously trying to mug me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mei shrugged, a completely innocent, hyper-energetic smile on her face. \"Hotpot isn’t cheap in the capital city, man. And Pip eats a lot. Like, a lot a lot. We need the funds.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am a growing cosmic entity!\" Pip defended himself. \"I require massive amounts of protein!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante sighed. He didn’t want to fight a quirky brawler and her talking pet. He just wanted to kill the boss and leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m not paying a toll,\" Dante said. \"I’m passing through. If you want to fight me, you’re going to regret it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pip gasped, clutching invisible pearls on his chest. \"A threat! Did you hear that, Mei? The shiny edgelord threatened us!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I heard it,\" Mei said, her cheerful demeanor dropping instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t use a flashy movement skill. She didn’t announce her attack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mei simply blurred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her Level 32 Agility stat was highly specialized. She crossed the fifty-foot gap in a fraction of a second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t swing a sword. She brought the massive, four-foot-wide cast-iron frying pan around in a brutal, two-handed baseball swing, aiming directly for Dante’s ribs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante’s Intuition stat flared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t use [Blink Step]. He didn’t think a frying pan warranted a Zenith-tier evasion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He drew the [Dawn-Breaker Blade] with lightning speed and brought the Gold-tier broadsword up in a standard, heavy block, fully intending to shatter her gag weapon and knock her on her ass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CLANG!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The impact was absolutely staggering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The [Dawn-Breaker Blade], a Gold-tier weapon with 1,200 base attack power, hit the cast-iron frying pan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante expected the pan to shatter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, Dante was violently launched backward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The kinetic force of the frying pan hitting his sword completely bypassed his physical mitigation. It felt like he had just been hit by a freight train.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He skidded backward across the frozen dirt, his iron boots digging deep trenches into the ground, sliding a full twenty feet before he finally arrested his momentum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at his health bar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[-0 HP]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn’t taken any actual damage, thanks to the 50% damage reduction from the [Scale of the Goddess] and his massive defense stats. But the raw knockback physics were absurd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at his Gold-tier sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blade was visibly vibrating from the impact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What?\" Dante whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ha!\" Pip cheered from the air. \"Told you! The Skillet is unbreakable! Now empty your pockets, shiny boy, before Mei gives you a concussion!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mei didn’t wait. She charged again, dragging the massive frying pan along the dirt behind her, kicking up a shower of sparks and ice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You hit hard,\" Dante admitted, straightening his posture. \"But I don’t really have time to play baseball with you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante didn’t raise his gold sword again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He held out his right hand. The black brand on his wrist flared with a violent, white-hot intensity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thick, light-absorbing black smoke erupted from his palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let’s see if your frying pan can block this,\" Dante said.\u003C\u002Fp>",1605,"2026-06-03T12:02:19.066Z","2026-06-03T12:02:25.060Z",1,"novelbin.me","9745cc96519ca9a8c64ccf854241186fbe3f4cc9549d264f21f61eef245ffc85","started-with-a-10-000x-multiplier-in-a-game-worl-chapter-80","started-with-a-10-000x-multiplier-in-a-game-worl-chapter-78",109,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fstarted-with-a-10-000x-multiplier-in-a-game-worl-cover.jpg"]