[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-milf-s-dragon":3,"chapter-the-milf-s-dragon-the-milf-s-dragon-chapter-185":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","The Milf's Dragon",{"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},1208191,1564,"Chapter 185. First Kill","the-milf-s-dragon-chapter-185",185,"\u003Cp>Every step Owen took disturbed something in the jungle. Insects scattered. Birds shrieked warnings. The canopy above rustled with unseen movement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d been walking for three hours. No clear direction. Just away from the landing zone, toward higher ground where he might get a vantage point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His CE had recovered to 5,400 through ambient absorption.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The notification system updated periodically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[SURVIVAL TIME: 3 HOURS, 47 MINUTES]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[CREDIT BALANCE: 2,000]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[CURRENT RANK: #89 OF 200]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He found a stream. Knelt. Tested the water with his CE sense. No toxins detected. He drank. The water was cold, clean. Tasted like minerals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A drone floated closer. Recording him drinking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Owen ignored it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Movement in the trees.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His Dragon’s Eye tracked it. Small. Fast. Tier 5, one-star at most.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not a threat. He let it go.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The real threats were deeper in the jungle. He could feel them, Larger signatures, some stationary, some moving. One particularly massive signature to the north hadn’t moved in hours.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’yeah, I should avoid that direction.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He continued east. The terrain sloped upward. That was Good. Higher ground meant visibility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he heard it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voices Arguing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Owen slowed. Moved quieter. His CE suppressed to avoid detection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through the vegetation, he saw them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two prisoners. Both Tier 5, three-stars based on their signatures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One was humanoid with grey skin and bony protrusions along his spine. The other was insectoid—four arms, chitinous armor, mandibles clicking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They stood over a dead creature. Something serpentine. Credits were being disputed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I wounded it first,\" the grey-skinned one said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I delivered the killing blow,\" the insectoid replied. \"The credits are mine.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We split them or we fight.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The insectoid’s mandibles clicked faster. \"Then we fight.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Owen watched from cover.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’yeah this is not my problem. Keep moving.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then the grey-skinned prisoner noticed him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes locked onto Owen’s position. \"Someone’s watching.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The insectoid turned. \"Show yourself.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Owen stepped out. Hands visible in a Non-threatening way. \"Hey, I’m Just passing through.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The grey-skinned one sneered. \"False Fist. I recognize you from the broadcast. Tier 5, five-stars.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The insectoid’s posture shifted. Aggressive. \"You think you can take our kill?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wasn’t planning to.\" Owen’s voice was calm. \"I’m not interested in your credits. Just headed east.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"East is our territory,\" the grey-skinned one said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Owen almost laughed. \"Territory? We’ve been here four hours.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Long enough to claim it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The insectoid circled left. The grey-skinned one circled right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Owen’s gauntlets hummed. His CE flared. \"Last chance. Let me pass.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Or what?\" the insectoid hissed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Owen’s Dragon’s Aura exploded outward. 70 CE.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pressure slammed into both of them. The grey-skinned one staggered. The insectoid’s legs buckled slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But they didn’t flee.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The insectoid lunged first. Four arms extended. Claws gleaming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Owen dodged. Momentum Shift, 7 CE. He appeared behind it. 60 CE punch to its thorax.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CRACK!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chitin shattered. The insectoid shrieked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The grey-skinned one attacked from behind. Bone protrusions extended from his forearms like blades.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Owen spun. Blocked with his scaled forearms. Indestructible Scales manifesting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CLANG!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bone blades scraped against his scales but didn’t penetrate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Owen countered. 50 CE kick to the grey-skinned one’s knee.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CRACK!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The joint shattered and He collapsed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The insectoid recovered. Charged again. More desperate now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Owen didn’t waste energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dragon’s Breath. 80 CE.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Black flames erupted. The insectoid tried to dodge but wasn’t fast enough. Fire consumed its left side. It screamed. Fell. Thrashed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Owen approached the grey-skinned one. Still on the ground. Clutching his shattered knee.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I gave you a chance,\" Owen said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He drove his fist into the prisoner’s chest. 60 CE. Cosmic Impact Fist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CRACK!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The grey-skinned one’s eyes went wide. Then dark.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He dissolved into light particles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[KILL CONFIRMED: PRISONER #167]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[CREDITS EARNED: 15,000]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[BONUS: FIRST PRISONER KILL - +10,000]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[BONUS: OVERWHELMING VICTORY - +5,000]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[BONUS: VIEWER ENGAGEMENT SPIKE - +8,000]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[TOTAL CREDITS: 40,000]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[CURRENT RANK: #31 OF 199]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The insectoid was still burning. Still alive. Barely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Owen stood over it. \"Sorry.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He ended it quickly. 40 CE punch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[KILL CONFIRMED: PRISONER #143]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[CREDITS EARNED: 12,000]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[BONUS: DOUBLE KILL - +15,000]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[TOTAL CREDITS: 67,000]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[CURRENT RANK: #18 OF 198]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Owen’s CE sat at 4,546. The fights had been quick but costly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at the drones. They hovered closer. Excited. Bloodshed meant viewers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He searched the bodies before they fully dissolved. Found nothing. No supplies. No weapons. Just restraints that deactivated upon death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The serpentine creature they’d killed was still there. Owen dragged it to the stream. Used his claws to butcher it. The meat was edible, his CE sense confirmed no toxins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He ate. Raw. The taste was terrible but the nutrition was real.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Energy restored slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he heard something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Footsteps. Heavy. Approaching fast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Owen stood. CE flared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A figure emerged from the jungle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Massive. Four arms. Stone-like skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Varkoth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tier 4, three-stars.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes locked onto Owen. Then the dissolving bodies. Then the drones recording everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"False Fist,\" Varkoth’s voice was deep. Amused. \"Already making a name for yourself.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Owen’s stance didn’t shift. \"Just defending myself.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I saw. The broadcast is live you know ?. Those two were idiots.\" Varkoth stepped closer. Not threatening. Just confident. \"But you’re smart. I can work with smart.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Work with?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"An Alliance. Temporary. We’re in the same zone. Predators here are Tier 5, four to five-stars. Some stronger. Two is better than one.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Owen studied him. Varkoth’s CE was overwhelming. 25,000 baseline. Maybe more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’He could kill me if he wanted. Why offer alliance?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Varkoth seemed to read his thoughts. \"I don’t need your credits. I need efficiency. You’re fast. Strong. Good instincts. Together, we can clear this zone faster. Earn more credits. Then part ways when it benefits us both.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Owen considered. \"How long?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Three days. Maybe a week. Until one of us decides otherwise.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And if you decide to kill me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Varkoth grinned. \"Then you’ll die. But I won’t. Not yet. You’re more useful alive.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Owen extended his hand. \"Three days...Fine.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Varkoth’s lower-right hand gripped Owen’s. \"Deal.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The drones circled them. Recording. Broadcasting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Across the galaxy, betting pools adjusted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[FALSE FIST + VARKOTH - TEMPORARY ALLIANCE]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Viewer engagement spiked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They moved together through the jungle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Varkoth led. His strength clearing paths through dense vegetation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Owen followed. His senses scanning for threats.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two hours later, they found shelter. A cave. Dry. Defensible. No current occupants.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Varkoth claimed the back. Owen took the entrance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They didn’t speak much. Just necessity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Water’s twenty meters north,\" Varkoth said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A Predator’s den is half a kilometer west,\" Owen replied. \"Tier 5, five-star. Let’s avoid it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Agreed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Night fell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The jungle sounds changed. Different creatures. Nocturnal hunters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Owen didn’t sleep. Not fully. Just light rest. His CE sense active.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Varkoth seemed to sleep easily. Confidence of someone who knew he was the strongest thing in the immediate area.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A notification appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[SURVIVAL TIME: 1 DAY, 2 HOURS]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[CREDIT BALANCE: 67,000]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[CURRENT RANK: #14 OF 198]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[PRISONERS ELIMINATED: 2]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ZONE 7 STATUS: 17 PRISONERS ACTIVE]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Seventeen in this zone alone. And two already dead by my hand.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Owen stared at the cave entrance. Watched shadows move beyond.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The planet was already sorting them. Weak died fast. Strong survived longer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But survival wasn’t enough. He needed one billion credits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’At this rate, I’ll need to kill dozens. Maybe hundreds.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thought didn’t sit well. But he pushed it aside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Do what needs to be done. Get home. That’s the only thing that matters.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Morning came.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Varkoth woke. Stretched all four arms. \"Ready?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Owen stood. \"Ready.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They exited the cave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Day two began.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They hunted together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First target: A Tier 5, four-star beast. Armored. Aggressive. Territorial.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Varkoth drew its attention. Tanked its attacks with his stone skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Owen struck from behind. Precise. Efficient.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three minutes. The beast fell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[KILL CONFIRMED: ARMORED TUSK BEAST]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[CREDITS EARNED: 8,000]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[SHARED KILL BONUS: +4,000]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[TOTAL CREDITS: 79,000]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They split the credits mentally. No arguing. Both benefited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Second target: A pack of smaller creatures. Tier 5, two-stars. Fast. Coordinated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Owen used Dragon’s Breath to scatter them. 120 CE.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Varkoth picked them off one by one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[MULTIPLE KILLS CONFIRMED]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[CREDITS EARNED: 18,000]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[TOTAL CREDITS: 97,000]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By midday, Owen’s rank climbed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[CURRENT RANK: #9 OF 197]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then they encountered another prisoner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Female. Feline features. Silver fur. Violet eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yalira.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stood on a tree branch. Watching them approach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Varkoth. False Fist.\" Her voice purred. \"Interesting partnership.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Varkoth grunted. \"It’s temporary.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Of course.\" She dropped from the branch. Landed silently. \"I’m not here to fight. Just passing through.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Owen’s CE sense scanned her. Tier 5, five-stars. Same as him. But her movement suggested experience. Lots of it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Where you headed?\" Owen asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Away from Zone 7. It’s Too crowded. Seventeen prisoners, now sixteen.\" She gestured behind her. \"Just killed one. Tried to ambush me. Didn’t go well for him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[PRISONERS REMAINING: 196]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Varkoth nodded. \"Smart. Spread out. Less competition.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yalira’s eyes lingered on Owen. \"You’re doing well, False Fist. Top ten already. Keep it up and you might actually earn that pardon.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s the plan.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She smiled. \"Good luck. You’ll need it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then she was gone. Disappeared into the jungle like smoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Varkoth watched her go. \"She’s dangerous. More than she looks.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I noticed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They continued hunting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By nightfall, Owen’s credits sat at 143,000.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[CURRENT RANK: #7 OF 195]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[SURVIVAL TIME: 2 DAYS, 6 HOURS]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three prisoners dead by his hand now. Dozens of beasts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The drones never stopped recording.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And across the galaxy, billions watched the Dragon King fight for his freedom.\u003C\u002Fp>",1572,"2026-06-03T14:09:28.083Z",1,"novelbin.me","8fae287c5cde9788f04df422e9bb9a775baf07bc6d4dca88b5e973d3eb51ab0d","the-milf-s-dragon-chapter-186","the-milf-s-dragon-chapter-184",221,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-milf-s-dragon-cover.jpg"]