[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-villain-mmorpg-almighty-devil-emperor-and-his-se":3,"chapter-villain-mmorpg-almighty-devil-emperor-and-his-se-villain-mmorpg-almighty-devil-emperor-and-his-se-chapter-1934":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Villain MMORPG: Almighty Devil Emperor and His Seven Demonic Wives",{"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},663195,893,"Chapter 1928: Vegetable Mode","villain-mmorpg-almighty-devil-emperor-and-his-se-chapter-1934",1934,"\u003Cp>Villain Ch 1928. Vegetable Mode\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He opened his eyes and looked at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked back. Half-asleep. Crumbs on her cheek. But honest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They all were.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one bothered pretending to be polished. Not after a night like that. There was no hiding behind flirtation or drama or smug banter—at least not completely. Just people. Wrecked and real. Half-dressed, half-alive, full of something soft that wasn’t spoken out loud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen stared at the table a bit longer. At the crumbs. The coffee stains. The abandoned utensils.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he stood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alright,\" he muttered, clapping his hands once, weakly. \"Let’s get this mess cleaned up before we all go into full vegetable mode.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vivian groaned. \"Why are you like this...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jane rolled off the bench with a dramatic sigh and flopped onto the floor like her soul had left her body. \"Let me die...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bella mumbled something unintelligible and literally went back to the bedroom without a word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zoe leaned her forehead against the fridge. \"If I groan every thirty seconds, maybe someone will take pity and euthanize me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shea sat down on the kitchen stool like her knees gave out. \"Why do my calves hurt like I danced through a war?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen raised a brow. \"Because you did dance through a war. Naked. While dragging me into a lap dance dare.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Did I win though?\" she asked faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You tried to tip yourself with bacon.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Fair.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Larissa, still in her apron, was the only one moving—stacking plates, gathering mugs, loading the dishwasher like it was muscle memory. She passed Allen the coffee pot and just gestured wordlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He poured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The kitchen filled with the gentle sound of clinking porcelain and lazy shuffling. Azura tried to help, but the moment she picked up a glass, she accidentally dropped a spoon and got flustered enough to sit back down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vivian handed off the last dirty plate with a sigh. \"Okay. That’s all the effort I got in me. The rest is someone else’s problem.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Dishwasher is full,\" Allen announced, closing it and pressing the button. It beeped obediently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And that... was that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sort of.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because then came the next hurdle... actually getting up to do anything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Showering. Dressing. Packing. Functioning like normal human beings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which apparently was asking too much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An hour passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen showered first. Fresh towel. Loose grey tee. Cargo pants. Hair still damp but now styled enough to not look homeless. He emerged from the bathroom into chaos-lite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jane was on the floor, still in her underwear, limbs spread like a dead starfish. \"Just... bury me here,\" she mumbled. \"Tell my supervisor I died a noble death. She’ll understand.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"She literally won’t,\" Allen replied, stepping over her carefully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bella was curled up on the bed again, blanket over her head like a burrito. No movement. Just soft breathing. The kind that meant she was fully asleep again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zoe was groaning in intervals. Consistent. Predictable. Every thirty seconds. Like clockwork.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shea made it halfway through packing before she sat down beside her suitcase and tilted her head back with an exaggerated sigh. \"I need someone to massage my soul.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen passed her a bottle of water instead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She took it, sipped, and gave a thumbs up with her eyes still closed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alice, somehow still naked, had gone back to the hot spring with Vivian and Azura. The three of them lounged like mythological sirens post-battle, floating half-submerged, hair undone, skin dewy and pink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen just shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only he and Larissa looked functional. Probably because the two of them had gym schedules and weren’t complete degenerates outside of sex and game nights.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Larissa emerged in black leggings and a wine-colored crop top, hair in a clean ponytail, face already moisturized and glowing. \"The others?\" she asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen just gestured. \"Dead. Don’t expect miracles. In bad case, we need to help them.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, somehow...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It took time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It took whining.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It took Larissa pulling Jane upright by the ankle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It took Allen stealing the blanket from Bella.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It took Alice carrying along with her suitcase from the guest room because she refused to walk that far.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But eventually...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They packed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They showered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They dressed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They stood in the living room, mostly dressed like real people. Luggages closed. Shoes near the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vivian sighed. Loudly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So...\" she said, glancing at the clock. \"Vacation’s over.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jane deflated. \"Ugh. Don’t say that.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I feel sad,\" Vivian continued.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen smirked, leaning against the wall. \"Because you’ll miss me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jane looked up. Face flat. \"No. Because I have to go back to work.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was a beat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen deadpanned. \"You just ruined my mood.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zoe nodded solemnly. \"Yeah. That did it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shea stared at the window like it personally offended her. \"Tomorrow is Monday...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vivian flinched. \"Oh no. I have emails.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alice fished her phone to her hand and groaned. \"Two hundred and forty-seven unread.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bella finally spoke, voice muffled behind her hair. \"If I pretend I’m still on vacation, the work won’t find me, right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No,\" Allen said immediately. \"But you can say you got food poisoning and avoid work until Wednesday.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Smart.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Larissa crossed her arms. \"I already took care of my deadlines before we came. You guys are chaos.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hot chaos,\" Jane corrected. \"Don’t be jealous.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vivian wandered over and leaned into Allen’s side, arms around his waist. \"I’m serious though. I’m gonna miss this.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked down at her. \"This?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This. Us. All of it. Even the dumb sticker games.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azura blushed. \"And the hot spring.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And the cards,\" Bella added, adjusting her glasses again. \"Even if Allen cheated.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I didn’t cheat. I won,\" he corrected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"With what stamina?\" Zoe asked, arching a brow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Muscle memory and pure spite,\" Allen replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That made Jane laugh. \"Of course it was spite. That’s our emperor.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He rolled his eyes, but it was fond.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mood dipped again. Just a little. A soft hum beneath the jokes. That kind of quiet that only shows up when you know a moment’s about to end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen scanned the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Messy hair. Tired eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soft smiles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The kind of people you’d fight for.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The kind of people who made the word home confusing in the best way.\u003C\u002Fp>",1036,"2026-06-02T07:44:45.440Z",1,"novelbin.me","e80ede1106fb5b479219fac2b1499acf14af2b1c0dee7eea8e92b2beebd64a6d","villain-mmorpg-almighty-devil-emperor-and-his-se-chapter-1893","villain-mmorpg-almighty-devil-emperor-and-his-se-chapter-1892",2048,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fvillain-mmorpg-almighty-devil-emperor-and-his-se-cover.jpg"]