Harry noticed that his wife's interface was significantly different from others.
There was an additional "training degree," and her weaknesses were tailored to this training aspect.
In other words, even after successfully winning her over and having a physical relationship, there was still the challenge of "training" to tackle.
Interesting!
Very interesting!
Harry was becoming increasingly fond of this system.
It perfectly aligned with his darker thoughts, turning things he dared to think but not act upon into asurable data and even encouraging him through task-based guidance.
This system truly was an angel among devils.
[Ding! Mainline Training Mission Activated!]
[Target: Wanda Mackerel]
[Task Description: The host must your wife under her consent, and let her willingly act as a bitch and give you a blowjob, and raise the training value to 60 points (deep sexual partner), no matter what ans are used.]
[Mission Failure: If Wanda shows severe resistance or strongly opposes, the mission will be considered a failure and will restart.]
[Rewards Upon Completion: Choose one from the following:]
1. Monetary reward of 1 million USD.
2. Appearance value increased to 85 points.
3. Two luxury rcedes-Benz vehicles (worth 510,000 USD each).
4. Master-level baking expertise.
5. Random rewards (chance of critical hits or no reward at all).
Hearing the synthesized voice echo in his mind, Harry froze for a mont.
The system had issued a new task, but this one seed notably simpler compared to the previous challenge involving his sister-in-law Clara.
A reward of 1 million USD would be a significant boost to his current financial situation.
When his writing career was at its peak, he only earned ager compared to this. Now, all it took was persuading Wanda to willingly take on a submissive role in an intimate mont, and he'd gain a reward worth 1 million USD!
No matter how he looked at it, it seed like a good deal.
Moreover, completing this task would make it easier to tackle his next challenge—winning over Clara.
For Harry, money was the key to resolving his problems and conquering challenges.
"As they say, money makes the world go round, and it can certainly pry open opportunities for conquest."
Now, the most important thing is to find a way to make Wanda agree to play the role of a bitch and give a blowjob.
Wanda is a germaphobe. Every ti they have sex, she won't do it until both of them have taken a shower. She even seems a little reluctant to kiss.
Not to ntion oral sex.
When having sex with his wife, Harry was very excited at first because of Wanda's beauty and graceful figure.
But after more than a year, Harry gradually lost interest in his wife who just lay in bed like a dead fish, shafully and passively welcoming him.
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"Brother-in-law, do you even know how to play?! Why are you just lying on the ground like a camper? Get up and help kill people already!"
"Ah! Brother-in-law! I've been shot—co save ! Hey! Brother-in-law, why are you just standing there?!"
"Brother-in-law, you're so useless! I'm over here! Oh no! Forget it, forget it! Damn it, I'm dead! You're such a noob!"
Amid his sister-in-law's excited shouting, Harry finally snapped out of his daydream.
...
Looking at the ga screen, which now showed a failure page, Harry realized he had been headshot while lost in thought.
"Little sis, I haven't played much before, so I'm not very familiar with it! Let practice a bit over the next few days, and I promise to help you win next ti!" Harry scratched his head awkwardly, apologizing.
He had been too busy daydreaming about how to coax his wife into trying out a submissive roleplay scenario to focus on the ga.
"Clara, you're back? Is it sumr vacation already?"
At that mont, a tall, handso, and refined middle-aged man walked in carrying a briefcase. Smiling warmly, he addressed everyone sitting in the living room:
"Elena, playing gas again? The final exam is just around the corner. I know your grades are good, but you can't slack off. Pride leads to downfall, you know?"
This man was Harry father-in-law, Warren Mackerel, currently working as a sales manager at a local electronics company. Although his annual inco wasn't exceptionally high, at 120,000 USD, it placed him comfortably in the middle-class tier locally.
As a salesman, Warren frequently traveled to the Kliverpool branch office, which ant he was often absent from ho.
As a result, Harry's relationship with his father-in-law was sowhat distant.
Hearing this, Elena pouted impatiently, stuffing her phone into her pocket.
"Ugh, Dad, why do you always nag? So annoying!" Without waiting for anyone, she picked up her spoon and started eating.
"Father, let help you with that." Clara, ever the considerate one, walked over to her father, taking his briefcase and coat to hang them up.
The family sat down to eat together, the atmosphere warm and lively.
"Harry, you can't keep this up. You've been staying at ho all day for almost a year now, and I haven't seen you accomplish anything. These things on the internet aren't reliable. I think you should co to my company for an interview in a few days and work in sales with ."
After a few sips of white wine, Warren turned to Harry with a slightly stern expression, speaking in an authoritative tone.
Harry sighed inwardly. No matter how he tried to fit in, he was still just an outsider to the family.
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