"With money, you get hot girls. Without it, you're just a lonely loser jerking off alone."
The man on the screen spoke with a voice full of cold arrogance.
He looked at Max with pure disdain.
In Max's hand, the phone trembled violently.
The video call on the screen made it impossible for him to stay calm.
His vision blurred as his heart hammered against his ribs like a trapped animal.
The Principal and his girlfriend, Ava, were pressed tightly against each other.
Seeing her "sugar daddy" mocking him, Ava didn't hesitate to join the slaughter.
She leaned into the camera with a smirk that felt like a dagger to Max's soul.
"Let's break up, Max."
"I can't stay with a poor guy like you anymore. It's exhausting."
"So what if you have good grades? In the end, won't you just graduate and work for a man like Papa anyway?"
As she spoke, she purposefully rubbed her full breasts against the old man's back.
The movement was slow and deliberate.
It caused the Principal to flush a deep crimson and groan in open pleasure.
Max felt a surge of volcanic fury erupting in his chest.
"You two bastards, just you wait!"
He slammed the phone off, the plastic casing creaking under his grip.
He clenched his teeth so hard his jaw ached.
He could yell all he wanted, but deep down, a cold realization hit him.
He was currently powerless.
His rage was peaking.
He wanted to deal with them right now.
He wanted to storm into that office and tear them apart.
No man could stay calm when a betrayal like this happened in real time.
But logic, cold and sharp, held him back.
Principal Martin was the head of one of the most famous universities in the country.
His prestige was unquestionable in the eyes of the public.
There were even rumors that his father was a heavyweight politician.
To strike him was to forfeit his entire future.
Suddenly, the phone in his hand buzzed again.
Despite the red mist in his eyes, Max decided to answer.
Maybe it was a mistake.
Maybe things could get better.
"Hello? What is it?"
A bossy, shrill female voice rang out from the speaker.
"Max, you're fired. Also, don't expect a paycheck this month. We're keeping it for the damages you caused last week."
The line went dead before he could protest.
What the hell, God? Are you playing with me? Max looked up at the grey sky, feeling like a cosmic joke.
What kind of day was this?
It was bad enough being provoked by his girlfriend and her disgusting lover.
Now he had lost his only source of income.
The rent was due in three days.
How was he supposed to survive?
He walked aimlessly down the street, his shoulders slumped.
The world around him felt distant, like a movie he was watching but wasn't part of.
Suddenly, a mechanical, genderless voice spoke directly into his mind.
A glowing system screen materialized in front of his eyes.
[Welcome, Master, to the Lust System.]
A pink-haired girl in a provocative maid outfit appeared on the interface.
She swayed toward Max with a playful wink.
Her two full, snow-white mounds bounced rhythmically in the air.
The detail was so realistic Max could almost feel the warmth radiating from the screen.
He couldn't look away even if he wanted to.
"T-They're huge... but wait, who are you?"
"Greetings, Master. I am Luna, your loyal maid."
"Lust System? What the hell is that?"
"Every time you sleep with a beauty, you receive a generous reward from the heavens. The more beautiful she is, the higher the grade of the reward."
"If it's her first time, the ban thưởng will be multiplied many times over."
"I will help you become a powerful figure that everyone admires and longs for."
Max stared at the holographic girl, then at the empty street.
A manic laugh bubbled up in his throat until he was roaring with it.
"Gotcha! My golden finger is finally here!"
"Now, I don't care if that old principal calls his own father. I'm not afraid of any of them anymore!"
Another notification popped up, filling his field of vision with golden light.
[Newbie Gift: $500,000]
[Newbie Gift: A Bugatti Bolide (Only 40 units produced in the world)]
[Newbie Gift: 60% Shares of the Fortune Group]
[Newbie Gift: Physical Enhancement (Olympic Champion Level)]
[Does Master wish to accept? Yes/No]
"I'd be an absolute idiot to refuse. Of course, Yes!"
Max tapped the Yes button in mid-air and let out a triumphant shout.
Nearby, a mother quickly covered her child's eyes and hurried away.
An old woman sitting on a bench sighed and shook her head.
"The pressure of studying these days is truly terrifying. Tội nghiệp chàng trai trẻ, so young and already gone mad from the stress."
Max didn't care about their reactions.
His day had been a nightmare, and he was ready for the dream to start.
[60% of Fortune Group shares have been transferred to a trust fund in Max Thompson's name. Full voting rights and profit dividends belong solely to the Master.]
Suddenly, a warm current flooded his entire body.
It started from his heart and surged through his veins like liquid sunlight.
He felt his bones knitting together and his muscles expanding.
He could feel his physique improving at a dizzying pace.
He stepped into a nearby alley and lifted his shirt.
His scrawny, underfed stomach was gone.
In its place were rippling, rock-hard eight-pack abs.
He felt lighter, stronger, and more alive than ever before.
Even the most expensive steroids wouldn't work this fast.
This was divine intervention.
His phone buzzed again, but this time it was a notification he actually liked.
[Ebank App: $500,000 has been transferred from [Anonymous] into your account. Current balance: $500,134.]
Max froze as he stared at the digits.
The screen glowed with the promise of a new life.
He couldn't imagine having a six-figure balance in his bank account at only twenty-one years old.
"Wait, is this money clean? Do I need to explain this to the bank managers?"
"Don't worry, Master," Luna's voice whispered in his ear.
"System money is 100% clean and tax-deductible. All traces have been handled. No need for money laundering or proof of funds."
Before he could celebrate, the phone rang again.
An international number appeared on the screen.
"Hello? Who is this?"
A deep, warm voice with a refined French accent spoke.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Max Thompson. This is Antoine Laurent, Head of Customer Relations at Bugatti Automobiles."
"What's the matter?" Max asked, his voice naturally deeper and more confident.
"I am calling to confirm that your Bugatti Bolide has been paid in full, Mr. Thompson. The car is currently being finalized at our facility in Molsheim, France."
"It will be delivered to your location in the US within 7 to 10 days. We will handle all customs, shipping, and registration procedures."
Max muttered in his head.
The system is truly miraculous.
He was worried about the legal source of the rewards at first, but now he could relax.
The integration was perfect.
Antoine continued with professional enthusiasm.
"As one of only 40 owners worldwide, you receive our exclusive VIP treatment. We provide private delivery and track testing sessions. If you want to adjust the custom color or the interior leather, just say the word."
"Next time you're interested in a Chiron or the new Tourbillon, contact me directly for a special offer."
Max smiled.
It was a feeling he hadn't experienced in a long time.
"Thank you, Antoine."
"It is a sincere pleasure to serve you, Mr. Thompson. Have a wonderful day."
As the call ended, Luna leaned in from the screen and hugged Max from behind.
She felt surprisingly real.
Her soft breasts pressed into his back and squirmed slightly as she giggled.
"Master, a mandatory quest has just appeared."
Max took a deep breath.
Was this the same sensation that gã hiệu trưởng felt with Ava?
No.
His ex-girlfriend wasn't even close to being as gifted or beautiful as Luna.
Ava was a pebble, and Luna was a mountain.
Comparing them was like comparing a random student to a world-class A-list singer.
It was the difference between the earth and the heavens.
Max opened the quest panel and recoiled slightly at the bold red text.
[Newbie Quest: Sleep with a beauty with a beauty score over 70]
[Time Limit: 1 Week]
[Reward: Stamina x10, Legendary Boxing Skills, Hollywood Actor Visuals, and $1,000,000]
[Penalty for Failure: Testicular Torsion]
Max winced, his legs crossing instinctively.
"Damn it, isn't this penalty a bit too extreme?!"
He needed a plan.
To find a woman with a score over 70 and get her into bed in seven days wasn't easy.
Building a traditional relationship would take way too long.
A week simply wouldn't be enough for a standard romance.
But he had an idea.
He decided to head to a high-end bar tonight.
With half a million dollars in his pocket, finding a woman who appreciated wealth wasn't hard.
At a bar, a one-night stand was common and expected.
Max knew that.
He had just been too poor to even walk through the front door before today.
Now that he had a fortune, it was time to leave his old life behind.
It was time to experience the true pleasures of college life.
He was ready to begin.