Ethan was still lying on the floor, processing his fatherâs goodbye, when the System reverted to its usual malicious
cheerleader
tone.
[Here are your rewards for Lena, Champion! Enjoy!]
Ethan expected another cash cascade, considering how thoroughly satisfied heâd left Lena after three orgasms. But to his surprise, only a few notifications popped up.
[Have Sex inside a bank building during business hours - $100,000]
[Have sex with a financial advisor - $150,000]
[Rob a financial worker using only your cock - $250,000]
[Drive a woman crazy for you in under 1 hour - $500,000]
[Have public sex in a financial zone - $2,500,000]
[Inspire more couples with your act to become exhibitionists (4 couples) - $4,000,000]
"Hey, hey, hey, System! Thereâs a mistake here!" Ethan sprang up. "Where are the rewards for vaginal sex, for the blowjobs, for all the times she came?"
The System cackled. [Hehehehe! Did you seriously think youâd get money every time you fucked a woman? This is not a checklist system, Champion. Every thing you do and every reward you get will not be repeated. Youâre running out of easy tasks,
hehehe
...]
[From now on, youâll have to be more creative. The list is only a guide; if you see something thatâs not there, you can do it, and there will be special rewards for secret immoral acts.]
Ethan was stunned. Heâd done the exhibitionism because it was easy and
hot
, but he expected all the cumulative money. He had received $7.5 million, but he expected more; according to his quick calculations, maybe $12 or $15 million, based on what heâd gotten last time.
"Shit... So things arenât that easy," he cursed.
The System burst out laughing. [You always fall for the same thing! When will you understand that life isnât that easy? I am a System, not a charitable foundation helping you for nothing. Now, your rewards will increase more and more in quantity, but your performance must be of quality. You donât pay attention to the small details. The first time you fucked Chloe, there werenât so many rewards, but with Victoria there were. Why is that?]
Ethan thought for a moment. "Because it was in an outside location and she wasnât anything to me?"
[Exactly, kid! This system rewards lust, the forbidden, the deliciously damn taboo in society. Want serious money? Follow this list.]
A new list of tasks appeared on the screen, far surpassing anything Ethan had seen before. This was dark, immoral, and frankly criminal.
[Fuck someone in front of their parents]
[Fuck someone in front of their children]
[Fuck someone in front of their grandparents]
[Fuck someone in front of their aunts and uncles]
[Fuck someone on top of a grave]
[Fuck a widow on the day of her husbandâs burial]
The list continued, becoming more and more degenerate and dangerous.
[Fuck an officer who tries to arrest you using her own handcuffs and baton as a dildo.]
[Fuck in front of the President of the United States - $1,000,000,000]
[BONUS: Fuck the Presidentâs wife in front of the President +$10,000,000]
[Fuck in front of the Pope inside the Vatican, atop the papal throne - $1,000,000,000]
[Fuck a Muslim woman, in Mecca, at the Rahaba Mosque - $1,000,000,000]
They were just places and scenes to fuck, but any one of them would cost him a bullet to the head if he was lucky. Plus, there were bonuses for fucking the family members of the planetâs most powerful beings.
"Do you want them to kill me, damn it?! I couldnât even get near that place, and you want me to profane them!"
[I saw you thought there were very few places left, so I was correcting you. There are many places, and very delicious ones, Champion... but the âeasyâ places, those are what you are running out of.]
Jason knocked on the door. Ethan opened it.
"Itâs done, Boss. The man signed. Title transfers to your name before midnight. Your financial advisor will handle the final details. This building is now yours," Jason reported.
"Excellent work, Jason. Now, come in. I need you to see this," Ethan replied.
Jason entered and closed the door. Ethan pointed to the laptop, where the Data Analysis Systemâthe legacy softwareâstill showed a complex display of stock market graphs.
"The program... I recognize the proprietary language. Is that... is that the program? The Version Beta?" Jason asked, his eyes widening slightly.
"Itâs his. But this is not the Beta. This is the Final Version," Ethan corrected. "My father kept it hidden. He told me he made us millionaires through this, but he never told me, believing I needed to struggle to value it."
"I canât believe he finished it," Jason murmured, shaking his head. "He and Vincent Halbert were using the Beta, but your father always refused to share the final code. Thatâs what drove Vincent mad with jealousy and greed."
"He trusted you, Jason. He mentioned your name in the final video. Did you know what they were doing with Vincent Halbert?" Ethan asked.
"I knew they were building something that would control the market, Boss. They were a teamâyour father, me, and Vincent. But your father was the genius. Iâve wanted to avenge him since the day Vincent Halbert ordered the hit," Jason confirmed.
"Then weâll use the genius that Vincent tried to steal against him. Weâre not going for a public shootout, Jason. Weâre going for a financial annihilation. Tell me about Vincent Halbertâs operation now."
"He has control of Future Technologies, the company the three of us founded. He holds the majority shares, and heâs using the Beta program to keep the stock artificially inflated," Jason explained grimly. "Thereâs a council still loyal to your father.
"I want blood, Jason. I want him to watch everything he stole burn," Ethan confirmed. "Now, give me the current intelligence on their operation. Who is he using to move the dirty money?"
So you donât want to rebuild the company, do you? You want to destroy it.