Amazing Rewards

[Ding! A mission has been issued.]

[Mission: Conquer Vicky Rosewell.]

[Description: Have sex with Vicky and make her your woman.]

[Time limit: 3 days]

[Reward: Harem Management System, 500 Conqueror Points, Money Conversion.]

I was stunned to see the mission.

'System…' I was about to ask the system why it had issued such a perverted mission but hesitated. What if it retracted it? Wouldn't I suffer a huge loss?

For a moment, I closed my eyes and thought if I really wanted to make her my woman. Though I didn't get a clear yes or no, I felt I wanted that… I wanted to make her mine.

'Alright then. I shall complete this mission.' I thought, my lips curling up in an imperceptible smile.

I got another chance to live and got the legendary system. So, I decided I wasn't going to second-guess everything like I was used to, especially the ones that I wanted to do, as that would only make me a hypocrite.

I would do everything that I wanted and desired. 

'It doesn't matter what it is, good or bad; if I want to do it, I'll do it.'

Deciding this, I asked the system, though I already had an idea what they were, but I wanted to confirm it.

'What's the Harem Management System and Money Conversion exactly?'

In response to my question, a system screen popped up in front of me.

[Harem Management System: A sub-system powered by the Conqueror system, which would help the host manage all the women he would conquer and would issue-related quests.]

[Money Conversion: Can convert Conqueror Points into real-life money.]

'This is amazing!'

I could barely stop myself from shouting out in ecstasy upon seeing these two rewards were exactly the same as I had thought them to be. 

However… Then I stared at Money Conversion's description and frowned.

It was a function that I really needed if I didn't want to have to worry about money.

However…

'System, does the presence of this function mean I will no longer get money in mission rewards?' I asked.

Since the system was giving me this function, it felt it was most likely true, and I didn't like it at all. 

I had read many novels where protagonists had to buy everything from the system shop using the system currency or had to use it for cultivation, to level up their skills, etc. 

Because of this, they always had to worry about finding ways to earn more and more system currency, which always proved to be a tall task.

[No, host. You will sometimes get the money if you are lucky or maybe unlucky.] The system responded.

I raised my brows in confusion after reading this but then shook my head and sighed.

"What are you sighing about?" Vicky asked,

I glanced at Felicity and Cat, who were looking at us in worry, and smiled, "Don't mind us old fellows, kids. Rest, play, or do whatever you like."

The two girls didn't have much of an age gap, and since they were neighbors and were in the same grade in the same school, they had become best friends years ago and spent most of their time together.

When Vicky wasn't at home, Felicity would come over to our house and play with Cat, watch T.V., or help her with the housework. She would stay with her until her mother came back.

There were a few times when Vicky wasn't able to return at night because she had extra shifts and had to go out of the city for some work. On those days, she would sleep over too.

So, it wouldn't be wrong to say they were more than best friends and were like real sisters now.

My words made the duo pout because they didn't like it when I treated them like kids and would always complain and would say…

"Hmph! We are adults, and you are not much older than us. So, stop treating us like kids."

It had been a decade since I last heard this. So, I couldn't help but feel nostalgic and happy upon hearing this.

"Haha, alright, big ladies." I chuckled before standing up and extending my hand toward Vicky, who looked at me in confusion.

"Come, let's talk in private for a moment." I said.

She nodded and grabbed my hand, pulling herself up. 

Felicity and Cataline frowned at this but didn't say anything.

I led Vicky in the distance where the duo couldn't hear or see us properly, but we could see them clearly.

"What is it, Ryan?" Vicky asked, looking at me curiously.

She was 36 years old and was 5'7'' tall, just three inches shorter than me. She regularly exercised, and maybe her genetics were very good too. She looked a whole decade younger and had a well-proportioned and naturally curvy body that could tempt any man.

If I was not wrong, her proportions were 38-28-36 inches, making her look amazingly sexy.

She was a white lady but loved to sunbathe, so her skin was always a little tanned. Her mid-back hair was a natural copper auburn in color, and it looked very shiny and silky.

She had kissable, heart-shaped, rosy lips, a small, cute nose, and hazel eyes. Whenever I looked into them, I felt an irresistible pull and had no choice but to look away.

All in all, she is a very beautiful and amazingly attractive woman. If she dressed up well, she would look better than most fashion models.

After my mother, whose illness had ruined her beauty to some extent, in my eyes, she was among the most beautiful and sexy ladies I knew. 

What made her even more attractive was the fact she was a good-natured person and had an easygoing personality, unless you had made her angry, of course.

At this moment, despite the heavy expression on her face, she still looked very attractive in her jeans pants that hugged her long legs, juicy thighs, and impressive ass intimately. And her tight, white t-shirt beneath her old black leather jacket that hugged her tempting breasts.

I didn't stare at her for long lest she feel uncomfortable.

Seeing she was waiting for me to speak, I took a deep breath and said,

"Vicky..."