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Divine Milking System
When the Fracture tore open gates across America, the awakened became humanity's new aristocracy.They cleared dungeons, leveled up, and built platinum-tier empires while the rest of the world watched from the sidelines.Jace Monroe wasn't watching, he was dying.Transmigrated into the body of an overweight lottery winner at San Nicolas Academy, he woke up with 72 hours to live and a system that made one thing very clear: survival wasn't about combat skills or mana capacity.It was about milking awakened women for their essence.The Divine Milking System doesn't care about his rank, his reputation, or the fact that everyone at the academy sees him as a "Scratch-Off" destined to wash out. It only cares about one metric: how many women he can convince to trust him, bond with him, and let him extract their power.Every cup of essence extends his lifespan. Every ability he steals starts at the lowest rank but scales with points. And every woman who becomes his "Cow" brings him one step closer to surviving in a world designed to chew him up and spit him out.But San Nicolas Academy is a social warzone where guild heirs, international prodigies, and ruthless competitors will do anything to climb the ranks. And Jace? He's got 270 pounds, zero combat experience, and a system that demands he seduce his way to the top.To survive the academy, he'll need to master more than dungeon tactics and mana theory.He'll need to build a harem, steal their powers, and prove that even the biggest underdog can milk the system for everything it's worth.===Additional Tags:#Netori | #No NTR | #No Yuri | #Shameless MC | #Academy | #Transmigration | #Ability Steal | #Comedy | #Adult | #Yandere | #Milking
- C.88 | The Extraction Tax Comes DueNEW
- C.87 | My First Kill, Their First GrudgeNEW
- C.86 | Midnight Foxes and Morning DreadNEW
- C.85 | All of the Reward, None of the BuffNEW
- C.84 | A Scream in the SanctumNEW
- C.83 | A Bronze-Tier Treasure, Served WarmNEW
- C.82 | His Lips on My SkinNEW
- C.81 | Stepping Into the Fat Boy’s Private SanctumNEW
- C.80 | Apparently He’s a Walking Dairy Farm
- C.79 | Extraction
- C.78 | My Girlfriend Decided To Chaperone My Seduction
- C.77 | Squad Optimization And Other Pretty Lies
- C.76 | Don’t Break My Squad Before Friday
- C.75 | The Goldfish and The Wet Sand
- C.74 | My Condolences
- C.73 | I Swear The Sandwich Was My Idea
- C.72 | Aurora Fitzgerald
- C.71 | Exponential Math
- C.70 | Snake Oil Ability
- C.69 | Dungeon Economics 101
- C.68 | The Demilitarized Zone
- C.67 - 6-7 | The Investment Calculation
- C.66 | What Does The Fox Know?
- C.65 | Balance Point
- C.64 | The Elder Goddesses
- C.63 | Transactional Analysis
- C.62 | Six Inches From Heaven
- C.61 | Synergies
- C.60 | Misato Wants to See My Technique, but It’s Rated R-18
- C.59 | Why Being a Morning Person Makes You the Enemy of the Squad
- C.58 | Counting Down to Misato’s Torture with a Fresh Cup of Coffee
- C.57 | She Loves the Bloated Starter Save File
- C.56 | The Copper-Rank Spiral and the Gold-Rank Romance
- C.55 | You Gave Me a Buff With Your WHAT?
- C.54 | Realizing My Assassin Roommate Heard Everything
- C.53 | The Taste of Silver Essence and the Risk of Discovery
- C.52 | Wave Motion Acquired! Now to Test the Motion of the Ocean in My Sanctum
- C.51 | The Third Climax: Unlocking Skills with My Tongue
- C.50 | The Third Peak Requires His Tongue
- C.49 | One Down, Two to Go
- C.48 | The Overwhelming Pleasure of Giving Him Everything
- C.47 | The Private Sanctum and the Secret I Kept Since 4 PM
- C.46 | The Countdown to Wave Motion
- C.45 | The Countdown to Extraction
- C.44 | The Midnight Foxes Train Hard, But My "Private Session" Will Be Harder
- C.43 | I’m the Weakest Link, So the Hot Instructor is Targeting Me Personally
- C.42 | Rank 241? The Only Way Up is Through "Special Training" With Naomi
- C.41 | The Midnight Foxes’ First Meeting
- C.40 | The Arrogant Wolves, The Functional Unit, And Us
- C.39 | The Dream Team Vs. The Protagonist Squad
- C.38 | "Good Morning Future Disappointments"
- C.37 | The Breakfast Club Hates Mornings But I Am High On Essence
- C.36 | Two Out Of Three Orgasms Is A Failing Grade In This System
- C.35 | The Price Of A String Cheese Is Two Points And My Dignity
- C.34 | "You’re My Girl" And Other Complicated Things To Say After Extraction
- C.33 | Returning To Reality With A Very Satisfied Woman
- C.32 | The Taste Of Vanilla And The Sound Of A Level Up
- C.31 | The Taste Of Survival Is Surprisingly Sweet
- C.30 | The Truth Is A Hard Sell
- C.29 | The System Says It’s Euphoria But Her Body Says It’s Something Else
- C.28 | Wave Motion Drains Her Stamina So I Can Refill It With Euphoria
- C.27 | My Conscience Is Like A Car Alarm I Am Actively Ignoring
- C.26 | Garlic Bread, Lemon Chicken, And A Trap Set For Seven PM
- C.25 | My Mom Knows I Like Him Before I Even Admit It To Myself
- C.24 | Choosing Between The Fox Who Knows The Game And The Rabbit Who Doesn’t
- C.23 | Assessing the Waifu Market
- C.22 | Bullies Mock My Reps But They Don’t Know About My Multiplier
- C.21 | Running a Mile While Fat is a Form of Divine Punishment
- C.20 | Establishing a Baseline of Failure
- C.19 | Gym Class of the Damned
- C.18 | The Weakest Person in the Group
- C.17 | One-on-One with the Professor
- C.16 | The Doctor Will See You Now
- C.15 | A Tale of Two Heiresses
- C.14 | Three Tables, Three Strategies
- C.13 | Stepping on Toes
- C.12 | The Long-Term Investment
- C.11 | One Segment of Nothing
- C.10 | The First Rule of Obsidian
- C.9 | My Roommate is a Death Trap
- C.8 | A Digital Leash
- C.7 | Calculated Questions
- C.6 | A Calculated Investment
- C.5 | Gold Digger, Meet Pragmatist
- C.4 | Browsing the Menu
- C.3 | House of Ambition and Assholes
- C.2 | Snake Eyes in a Den of Vipers
- C.1 | Three Days to Live and a Thirst for Milk























