Back in the bedroom, Lily fell asleep after an intense night. Ryan wiped the sweat from her face, held her in his arms, and closed his eyes.
Although he didn't feel tired earlier, exhaustion now crept over him. His body ached, but deep down, he instinctively understood that this was a side effect of his body becoming stronger. He reassured himself it would pass after a good sleep.
In his dreams, lines of code floated everywhere.
A massive display materialized before him, flashing:
Novice Mission: Wife's Orgasm has been completed. Mission rewards have been generated.
"Receive!" Ryan exclaimed excitedly.
Task Reward 1: One hundred thousand has been deposited into your bank account.
Task Reward 2: Random Blind Box.
Ryan looked around, puzzled. "Where is the blind box?"
"The floating codes you see represent the random blind box," the system explained. "You'll need to catch one to reveal it."
Ryan groaned in frustration. Tens of thousands of codes drifted around him like leaves in the wind. Finding the right one felt like searching for a needle in a haystack.
"No way... What's in these blind boxes anyway?"
"It depends on your luck," the system replied patiently. "They might contain attribute points, special items, or even unique abilities."
The system added, "The data I use comes from the internet—more specifically, the... imaginative fantasies of certain individuals. So, you'll find all sorts of surprises."
Ryan shuddered. "What if they're... weird? something from those niche communities like Cuckold, Sissy?"
"Rest assured, anything inappropriate for you has been filtered out."
The codes transformed into physical boxes floating nearby. Ryan hesitated. The sheer number overwhelmed him, but he finally reached for one.
Mission Reward 2: Blind Box Opened. Congratulations! You have obtained: Ecstasy Incense (Male).
Item Description: Ecstasy Incense (Male)
This incense can be used on any male, allowing you to completely control their actions for two hours (including forced actions). It is ineffective on females.
Ryan stared blankly. "Seriously? What am I supposed to do with this?"
The thought of controlling another man felt pointless to him. If only he could use it on a woman... A particular thought crossed his mind—his mother-in-law's voluptuous figure. A smirk tugged at his lips, but he quickly shook off the idea.
Returning to his quest screen, Ryan realized he couldn't activate the next quest.
"Why?" he demanded angrily.
"System tasks are triggered randomly," the system replied.
Ryan sighed in frustration but noticed two active quest lines:
Peerless Wife Quest: Hidden quest clues trigger as favorability increases.
Main Quest: Head of the Family.
When Ryan woke up, his wife was still curled up against him, smiling in her sleep. Last night's climaxes had left her thoroughly satisfied but physically drained.
Ryan quietly got up, freshened up, and went downstairs. His mother-in-law was lounging in the living room, watching TV. She glanced at him disapprovingly.
"You're up late. Doesn't Lily have to work today?"
"She wasn't feeling well, so I called in for her," Ryan explained.
Olivia was dressed in a breezy sundress that clung to her curvaceous figure. Despite the casual attire, her deep cleavage and alluring demeanor left an impression. Ryan tried not to stare but couldn't help the fantasies forming in his mind.
"oh!"
Olivia face turned slightly red, and she didn't ask any more questions out of guilt. In fact, she knew what was going on.
No one could stand being fucked like that for half an hour. Thinking about how she tossed and turned last night, Olivia felt so flustered that she didn't even dare to look her son-in-law in the eye.
Last night brought too many shocks. She originally thought that this couple was more old-fashioned than anyone else, but she didn't expect that they could be so scary when they got passionate.
Especially her daughter, she was surprised that she licked the cock covered with her love juice as she was told. She thought that the cock must have felt very comfortable being fucked to be so obedient. Anyway, she felt a little disgusted.
"Mom, let Lily rest for a while. I'll go buy some groceries," Ryan said.
"I won't be home for dinner. You two can take care of yourselves," Olivia replied, heading back to her room to change. She looked flustered, almost as if she were running away in a panic.
As Olivia turned, Ryan froze. Above her head, the favorability level displayed by the system read 40%.
"Wait... it was just 20% yesterday. How did it suddenly double?" he wondered aloud. "Could it be that watching live... porn has this kind of effect?"
Olivia emerged a few minutes later, dressed in a hurry, and left the house without another word. Ryan remained seated, puzzled and deep in thought, trying to make sense of the system's logic.
Suddenly, a familiar voice rang in his mind:
"Ding... The wife mission continues. Make your wife climax in front of your mother-in-law. Mission reward: 200,000. Additional reward: a system functional blind box."
Ryan's eyes lit up with excitement. It seemed the system was evolving. No longer was it relying on blind randomness—it was starting to align with his thoughts.
Curious, Ryan quickly checked his bank account on his phone. Sure enough, the earlier reward of 100,000 dollars had been deposited.
"It wasn't a dream," he muttered, but then a thought struck him, and worry crept in. "This money... it must have come from some dirty source."
The system responded, its tone cold and mechanical:
"In this era of advanced financial technology, if the host has the ability to acquire funds, any amount—whether 100,000 or 1 billion—can be verified as clean and legitimate."
As if to prove its point, a stock app suddenly appeared on Ryan's phone, already logged in. He opened it to find detailed long-term investment records, ranging from small amounts like a few thousand to larger sums exceeding 100,000. There were even accompanying tax documents.
The system continued, "Big data is a double-edged sword. The world is full of dormant money, and with the right capabilities, even other systems would be unable to trace these operations."