CHAPTER 16: SYSTEM MISSION FAILURE

Lily coughed slightly from the force but kept her hands on Luis’s thighs, obediently letting him continue thrusting to empty himself completely.

Luis stared straight at his beautiful mother-in-law, boldly eyeing the deep cleavage of her ample breasts. From his vantage point, the view was even more enticing. His cock twitched, still sliding slowly in and out of his wife’s mouth.

When Ruth finally snapped out of her daze, she flustered and shot Luis a glare. Afraid that putting down the dishes would startle her daughter, she quietly retreated back into the kitchen, still holding the platter.

After a while, Luis finally pulled his softening cock from his wife’s mouth and collapsed onto the sofa, panting heavily.

Lily coughed as she swallowed every last drop, then lightly slapped him. "Pull up your pants!"

"Wife, clean me up with your mouth first." Luis was pushing his luck again. Lily rolled her eyes but dutifully leaned down to lick him clean, clearly taking pleasure in satisfying her husband.

Luis glanced toward the kitchen and met Ruth’s murderous glare, as if scolding him for still making her precious daughter serve him even after cumming.

Once cleaned up and his pants were back on, Lily scurried upstairs like a thief to freshen up.

Luis lit a post-sex cigarette, wondering if his mother-in-law would later tear into him. Given her fiery temper, she wasn’t the type to stay demure. Doing something like this right in front of her would surely earn him an earful.

He felt a little guilty now. After waiting a while without a system notification, he realized there must be another delay.

Ruth finally reemerged, placing the braised chicken and duck on the table. She untied her apron and was about to say something when Lily came downstairs. She shot Luis another glare and returned to the kitchen.

"Mom, let me help!"

"Just set the table. We’re almost ready to eat."

Two premade dishes, braised pork ribs and steamed fish were served. There was no time for soup, but four dishes still made for a hearty meal.

As soon as they sat down, Lily grinned and said, "You’re in for a treat today. Mom’s braised pork ribs are legendary. You couldn’t buy this flavor even if you paid a fortune."

The flattery worked. Ruth smiled. "Of course. How else do you think I raised you three? It nearly killed me."

When she picked up her chopsticks, the gold bracelet on her wrist jingled, lifting her mood further. She even served Luis a piece of pork ribs herself.

"Try it."

"Mom’s cooking is amazing!" Luis joined in the praise.

No matter what, the gold bracelet was real. After wrestling with it for a while, Ruth decided not to bring up what had happened earlier.

"Ugh, you should’ve seen the looks on those bitches’ faces today. When I said my wrist was tired, they rolled their eyes so hard I thought they’d get stuck."

Ruth was in high spirits, especially after her daughter buttered her up some more. She couldn’t hide her smug grin. "One of them tried to say it was fake, but a jewelry store clerk happened to be playing cards nearby and confirmed it was genuine..."

Dinner passed harmoniously. For the first time, the family enjoyed such a warm atmosphere. That Luis hadn’t been scolded for his boldness earlier was nothing short of a miracle.

Clearing the table and washing dishes seemed like Lily’s unspoken duty. But before she could finish, her phone rang.

"Mom, husband, the hospital called. They mixed up some accounts, so I need to go back. I’ll wash the dishes when I return."

She changed and hurried out the door. The pleasant atmosphere vanished the moment she left. As soon as Lily was gone, Ruth’s smile disappeared.

"Mom, I still have some work to do."

Luis tried to slip upstairs, but Ruth’s expression darkened. "Sit down!"

Staying would only invite a scolding, so Luis awkwardly said, "Mom, let’s talk tomorrow. I really need to take care of something. Besides, don’t you have cards to play tonight?"

Glancing at her gold bracelet, Ruth softened slightly. "Fine. If it’s important, I won’t hold you up now. But tomorrow morning, you’re not going anywhere. We need to talk."

"Sure, sure!"

After showering, Luis returned to his room, brainstorming ways to stall. Bored, he dug out his old belongings—a worn-out laptop, hard drives, and USB sticks, all outdated but too sentimental to throw away.

"Husband, Mom said that Sister and her husband still don’t have kids. There seems to be some big issue."

"Who knows what’s going on? Mom and Dad are getting anxious and keep pressing them, but Sister refuses to explain. Mom doesn’t dare ask Brother-in-law either."

When Lily returned, she chatted about family gossip. Exhausted from work, she kissed Luis goodnight and fell asleep quickly, touched that he had washed the dishes.

It was such a small thing, yet it moved her deeply. It showed how easily she was satisfied, whether in love or intimacy.

Unable to sleep, Luis smoked downstairs to avoid disturbing her, wondering why the system was taking so long. Where was his reward?

Around 11 p.m., the voice finally echoed in his mind:

"Ding... System notification: The wife task making the wife swallow cum in front of her mother was imperfectly executed and is deemed a failure!"

Trapped in a world full of code, facing a huge computer screen.

Luis roared angrily, "What the hell is this nonsense? Where’s the flaw? How can this be considered a failure?"

The system’s cold voice rang out, "Because Ruth didn’t see how you made her swallow cum. Because your wife had her back to her and didn’t witness the specific act, nor did she see the scene of swallowing cum. There’s a flaw, so it’s considered a failure."

"If you’re unwilling to accept it... I can give you another chance to complete it!"

Luis was stunned at first, then after thinking for a moment, he sneered and said, "I trust your judgment, but we still have to be reasonable, right?"

"The system is the most objective and fair!"

Luis immediately frowned and said, "I believe you’re not deliberately messing with me, but according to the literal meaning, I absolutely completed the task. If there’s a flaw, it’s because the task wasn’t phrased strictly enough when it was issued."

"Not strict enough?"

"’Make your wife swallow cum in front of your mother in law,’ not ’make your mother in law watch her daughter get forced to swallow cum...’"

Luis was unwilling but had found a loophole. He said excitedly, "System, I’m not deliberately picking a fight, but I completed it exactly as you worded it. If you had said the difficulty was so high from the start, I probably would’ve given up."

There was a long silence, and Luis waited anxiously.

It felt like years. If he had cigarettes, he would’ve smoked at least half a pack by now.

After a long time, the system’s voice sounded again, "Let’s compromise."

"I’ve already completed the task. How can you go back on your word?"

Luis stubbornly insisted.

The system’s rigid voice turned icy, "Or do you want the tasks to become numerically rigorous from now on, every single time?"

The previous tasks were relatively vague and simple. If they became stricter, like requiring a certain number of thrusts to make wife orgasm, or increasing mother in law’s favorability by 1% or some exact amount, then the tasks would become far more difficult.

Numerical precision would make them much harder than wordplay.

Luis immediately felt a chill run down his spine. He said dejectedly, "I was wrong. I won’t talk back anymore, okay?"

The 10,000 dollars he earned today had played a huge role. It wasn’t just that the mother and daughter were happy with their gifts.

Luis had also enjoyed the high end shopping experience and immersed himself in it.

Without this in the future, Luis could hardly imagine how bleak life would be.

But at this moment, Luis confirmed one thing: this Lust system wasn’t just a cold tool.

It wasn’t clear which civilization in the universe it came from, but it collected data from Earth. It was likely a high level AI. Even if it didn’t have its own likes or dislikes, it had some level of thought.

Otherwise, tonight’s conversation wouldn’t have happened.

It had been activated and was growing. There was room for negotiation. It seemed to be toying with humans from a god’s perspective, not just a tool belonging to him as he had thought.

"You are the only suitable host... Please do not burden yourself mentally."

"Reminder to the host again: the genetic modification is still in progress. Do not worry excessively. Please monitor your brain activity load!"

A series of prompts pulled Luis back to reality. He suddenly realized that it wasn’t just him who was panicking. The system was also particularly nervous. It seemed both sides were in an adjustment period.

Luis was afraid of losing it, and it was afraid of losing its host. Who knew how long it would take to be activated again?

After a long silence, the front door suddenly opened. Ruth returned after her card games.

She was in high spirits because she had won both sessions today. The stakes were small, but she had won 100 dollars and was very happy. When she saw Luis smoking in the living room, she froze.

In the past, she would never have allowed Luis to do this. But now, she felt she had been a bit too harsh.

Luis was only wearing underwear, smoking silently with an unhappy expression. This was the first time she had seen him like this. In the past, Ruth would’ve immediately started yelling, but now she felt inexplicably worried.

Had he argued with their daughter? Or was something else wrong? Why did this little bastard look so upset?

"Son in law, what’s wrong?"

She had forgotten about the evening’s events. Ruth walked over and asked, curious and uneasy.

Luis had come out of the room wearing nothing but underwear, something that would never have happened before. Her call interrupted his conversation with the system, and he grew even more irritated.

He had always been intimidated by his mother in law’s fierce temper, but now, with the system acting unstable, his anger was unusually intense.

Sitting on the living room sofa in just his underwear, smoking and staring at her, Luis took a deep drag and said fiercely,

"Something’s up. Mom, keep it down so you don’t wake Lily. She has work tomorrow."

"Oh, got it."

Ruth went back to her room to change. After putting on her clothes, she started feeling angry again.

What was this little bastard putting on airs for? After doing such a disgusting thing tonight, he still had the nerve to give her attitude?

How dare he act like this when she got home!

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. When she pushed the door open to scold him, she immediately sensed something was off.

The living room was too quiet. The TV was off, and when she came in, her son in law hadn’t been on his phone. That wasn’t normal.