[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-system-mission-seduce-the-final-boss-bl":3,"chapter-system-mission-seduce-the-final-boss-bl-system-mission-seduce-the-final-boss-bl-chapter-88":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","System Mission: Seduce the Final Boss [BL]",{"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},1690978,2159,"Chapter 88: Unnamed thing","system-mission-seduce-the-final-boss-bl-chapter-88",88,"\u003Cp>\"Now, I did think of every possibility but, just how big is this base? Or is it actually that small?! Ugh...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It got to a point where he couldn’t even tell if he was still standing in the same place he had carefully mapped out in his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Knowing Myles, there was no doubt he’d set up some kind of insane mechanism.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There wasn’t even a trace of a man-made trail... nothing. Which meant this place probably hadn’t been visited by bikers, campers, or anyone, really.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bending down slightly, he let out a long, tired sigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Seriously... ouch...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Up until now, he’d convinced himself he could ignore it, but the thorn had done its job on Blake’s ankle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dried blood crusted around the wound, and on top of that, a creeping worry settled in... worms, insects, anything that could’ve found its way in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well, it’s not like he’d ever lived in the countryside in his past life, so his irrational fear was somewhat justified.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zing...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ziiinggg...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ziiiiiiinggg...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a faint noise, barely hearable, in fact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But with the kind of spying he’d done, there was no way his ears would miss something like that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He moved toward the sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At first glance, it was just a tree, completely ordinary, blending in with the others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not too tall, not too short. Not too thick, not too thin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Then why the noise...?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes scanned left, then right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slowly and carefully, trying to make himself as unnoticeable as possible (even if that was practically impossible), he reached out and touched it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Mission complete ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Reward: 70 coins ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake raised an eyebrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this point, he wasn’t even questioning how something like this could happen. There weren’t many things in this world that followed the rules of his previous one anyway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’So... this is the entrance to the base?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without wasting another second, he turned and walked back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, he couldn’t quite wrap his head around it. A tree leading to a hidden base? He had imagined something more... dramatic. A staircase opening up, stone grinding against stone, classic fantasy style.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Where did you lose it, you stupid bastard...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mid-step. Mid-breath. Mid-thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stood behind a tree, bark pressing faintly into his shoulder, rough against his skin. By some miracle, no, not even a miracle, just sheer, dumb luck, he had shifted just enough moments before to avoid being seen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or at least... he hoped so.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His muscles screamed at him to move, to peek, to do something, but they didn’t listen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They couldn’t.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His chest tightened, breath caught somewhere between his lungs and throat, refusing to go either way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Was that... directed at me?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The voice, it had been close.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too close.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Who’s there? Do they know I’m here? Then, is this a threat?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His fingers twitched, barely, nails grazing against the tree’s surface. Even that felt too loud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His ears strained, every nerve stretching outward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those were footsteps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cold sweat trickled down his back. His vision narrowed, squeezing everything into a tunnel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t even bring himself to lean.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Couldn’t look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Couldn’t breathe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, a second voice that sounded lighter, almost amused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Relax, it was just a slip-up.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A short laugh followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake didn’t move, but something inside him shifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were two of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That realization made his paralysis a little bit easier to handle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Those are definitely Myles’ people.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slowly, Blake turned his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just enough to see.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still shielded by the tree, still hidden in shadow, he let his eyes do what his body refused to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And there they were.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not far.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Closer than he would’ve liked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The suits came first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bright, unnatural colors that didn’t belong in a forest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One yellow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tech was similar to the one Myles had on his own costume.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They all looked sleek and layered, with lines tracing along their limbs, glowing softly. And the masks were also featureless, yet expressive in their own way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He recognized them immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he received his first mission to spy on Myles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had been there, standing near him, not even paying attention to the fact Myles was being ruthless towards that man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’So it’s them...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake’s throat tightened again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’What are they doing out here...?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His fingers curled slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wasn’t good, not even close.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were above him in every possible way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Experience. Strength. Equipment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And that tech, he didn’t even want to imagine what it could do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fighting wasn’t an option, not even remotely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could try running, at least.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he was careful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he was lucky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stopped the thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too many ifs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too many ways to die.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slowly, inch by inch, Blake shifted his weight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A foot slid back, then another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t look at them again. He didn’t dare for now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body felt distant, his legs moved, but he barely felt the ground beneath them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, he kept going.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Branches brushed against his arms, leaves flew against his clothes. Each sound felt deafening to him, even if the forest swallowed it whole.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, he stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not because he wanted to, because something else did.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes locked onto... something in the woods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It didn’t move or blink, just stared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was small, shorter than him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But those eyes were wide, just too wide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reflecting what little light filtered through the trees.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It looked unnatural, but there was something deeply wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’That’s not human.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thought came without hesitation, without doubt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The creature stepped forward, out of the shadows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And that feeling intensified.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t just not human, but something else entirely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake’s body tensed, instinct screaming to move, run, just do something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before he could...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Found you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The voice snapped through the air, right next to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake’s head jerked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the yellow one from earlier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was right there without making any sound, without any warning he just appeared there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’How...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His thoughts shattered. He hadn’t seen them move. Hadn’t heard them follow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Were they following this thing? Just how fast are they?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or, was that even speed?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The yellow one crouched slightly, grabbing the creature with ease, as if it weighed nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The creature didn’t resist or scream. But just stared, unblinking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tch, don’t be like that,\" the yellow one said, almost playfully. \"We still need you a bit longer. It’ll be quick.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake didn’t wait.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned to run, or tried to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because, the moment he moved, something appeared in front of him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wearing red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The second one was standing directly in his path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake skidded to a halt, breath catching violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Well,\" the red one tilted their head slightly, voice too calm. \"You’re pretty skilled.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We wouldn’t have noticed you at all... if it weren’t for our little friend.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake’s jaw tightened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What’s your purpose?\" the red one asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who sent you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake kept his mouth shut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The red one stared for a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, he laughed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But there was something underneath it, annoyance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You know,\" they continued, voice dropping slightly, \"every base has people watching the outside. You couldn’t have avoided us forever.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake’s mind raced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’They think I’m spy.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From somewhere else, against UD.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not wrong, just, not entirely right either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His fingers twitched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slowly and deliberately, he raised a hand, covering his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not to hide fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not to speak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But to form something silently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Spoon.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His lips moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No whisper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just the shape of the word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He waited... for nothing, since there was no response or system prompt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake’s eyes widened, just slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Now? Now you’re quiet?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flicker of panic surged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Where the hell are you—’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t finish the thought, because he didn’t need to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because his body had already decided.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Run.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And this time, he fully did, without hesitation or restraint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The world seemed to blur, not visually, but in presence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like he was... less.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Less noticeable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Less there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His skill was truly doing its job.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake darted between trees, movements erratic but purposeful, weaving through the forest with desperate precision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind him, the red one didn’t move at first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They just... watched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Standing in the same spot, eyes locked onto Blake’s retreating figure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A faint frown formed beneath the mask.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I can still see him...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...so why is he getting blurry?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, they moved fast, closing distance in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But, he was gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake was gone, there was no presence or trace, just absolutely nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The red one stopped abruptly, scanning the forest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...What?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How was it possible for someone so slow to outran him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, Blake ran.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And ran.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And ran.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Branches snapped behind him, lungs burning, heart pounding violently against his ribs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t stop, he couldn’t.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not until he saw light, open space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The forest ended abruptly, trees giving way to a street, dull and quiet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake stumbled out, nearly tripping over himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His chest heaved, breaths ragged and uneven.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were people, buildings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without thinking, he darted toward the nearest apartment complex and went inside, going up the stairs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One flight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pressed against the wall, hidden in the corner of the stairwell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hands trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His entire body shook.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His breathing was too loud and fast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He swallowed hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Spoon... take the mask off... store it...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Yes, Dear Host ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake slumped slightly against the wall, eyes unfocused, chest still rising and falling as if he had outrun something far worse than just two people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And maybe, he had.\u003C\u002Fp>",1598,"2026-06-06T13:58:10.545Z",1,"novelbin.me","91e2ceaea9e07e987c53dcaf6b51e637162757bd2f4b2f565a9fc2ceadd9fc2d","system-mission-seduce-the-final-boss-bl-chapter-89","system-mission-seduce-the-final-boss-bl-chapter-87",121,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsystem-mission-seduce-the-final-boss-bl-cover.jpg"]