The Last Billionaire Candidate

Making Love With a System-made Robot Woman

The same dream kept repeating itself.

A young boy and an old man stood inside what looked like a modern surgical room, more like an advanced laboratory than a hospital.

The same words were always spoken.

"Become wealthy." "Eradicate injustice."

"The world is far too cruel for ordinary people."

Vero suddenly snapped out of his thoughts.

For the first time, he felt as if he finally understood that the System had been given to him for a purpose far greater than simply taking revenge on Robert.

"Am I supposed to become everyone's hero with this System? And... how do I uncover the identity of the grandfather from that dream?" Vero murmured to himself.

His mind was so occupied with those questions that he failed to notice the purple twilight fading into darkness.

The lights inside his office turned on automatically as night settled over Vanguard Mansion. Peaceful silence filled the estate, accompanied by soft classical music drifting through the halls below. The garden lights reflected gently across the pond, while the distant city shimmered like an endless sea of stars.

Leon stood outside Vero's office.

"Vero, I'm thinking of going out for a while. Want to come with me?"

Vero looked at Leon before shaking his head.

"Oh, by the way, Vero... I'm honestly amazed by Luna. Doesn't she ever get tired? I've seen her working nonstop all day."

Vero lifted his head from the stack of financial reports he had just finished reading.

"Heh... She was simply made that way," he replied with a faint chuckle.

"I was actually hoping to invite both of you out, if you're interested."

"It's been a long time since we've enjoyed the city's nightlife and all the delicious street food."

A faint smile appeared on Vero's face, but tonight he couldn't leave.

"You're right, Leon. You need a life outside of work too. Go and enjoy yourself."

"Thank you."

"...Would it be alright if I invited Luna?"

Vero turned toward him.

It wasn't that he refused permission. Luna was the System itself—she wasn't someone Leon could simply invite.

"No."

Vero answered briefly, wearing a subtly possessive smile.

Leon immediately understood that their relationship was far beyond that of ordinary coworkers.

He bowed apologetically.

"My apologies. I just thought she might need some relaxation too."

Vero laughed softly.

"She doesn't need that. Go enjoy your evening."

Leon nodded before leaving.

The office door slowly closed behind him.

Now Vero was alone.

He leaned back in his chair and gently rubbed his temples.

"...Sigh."

A long breath escaped his lips.

His desk was covered with reports from the world's major stock exchanges.

New York.

London.

Tokyo.

Singapore.

Frankfurt.

Every minute, numbers changed.

Every minute, billion-dollar decisions waited to be made.

Although Luna handled nearly all of the work, the ever-present blue hologram still weighed heavily on his mind.

He had become the youngest man to control the world's largest investment network.

Yet no one knew how exhausting that life truly was.

"...I'm tired."

His quiet voice echoed through the silent office.

Slowly, he began to miss the simple life he once had.

Coming home after work.

Enjoying dinner.

Spending peaceful evenings with the person he loved.

Now, despite possessing everything, he felt nothing but loneliness and emptiness.

Vero stood up and walked toward the floor-to-ceiling window.

Far below, countless city lights illuminated the streets as thousands of people continued living their ordinary lives.

"Normal people are probably enjoying a good meal... and falling asleep in their wives' arms tonight," he whispered.

Even though he had grown to hate Alice, Vero couldn't deny that he deeply missed the life he used to have.

DING.

A transparent blue hologram suddenly materialized before him.

Vero frowned slightly.

The System rarely activated without an important reason.

Dozens of streams of data rapidly filled the air.

《Host Emotional Activity Detected.》

《Scanning Neural Pattern...》

0%

17%

43%

68%

100%

New analysis windows appeare

《Stress Level: 51.7%》

《Mental Fatigue: Extremely High》

《Sleep Debt: Critical》

《Decision Accuracy Projection Within 48 Hours: -18.4%》

Three-dimensional graphs filled the room.

[Heart Rate]

[Brainwave Activity]

[Stress Hormone Levels]

[Male Biological Needs]

Nothing escaped the System's scan.

Vero let out an amused laugh.

"What exactly can't this System detect?" he muttered bitterly while rubbing his face.

A few seconds later, another notification appeared.

《Control Automatic System-Made Robots.》

Vero immediately froze.

"Huh? What does that even mean?"

《Luna.》

"No! That's not necessary.

《Match: 97.82%》

Vero frowned.

He slowly turned toward the office door.

Click...

The door quietly opened.

Luna walked in from the adjoining room, wearing a flowing white evening gown made of sheer fabric.

"N-No... That's not necessary. You don't have to do this. I don't need"

Vero stammered nervously, trying to stop Luna as she behaved in a way that seemed completely unusual to him.

Vero stepped backward, even though his instincts urged him forward. She possessed a professional physique a slender waist, slightly wide hips, and beautiful, firm breasts. Vero swallowed hard.

"Luna! I don't need..." [Candidate detected lying]

"Damn it." Annoyed, Vero backed away until he hit the wall. Luna was under system control the robotic woman moved with practiced skill and grace. She caressed the man's face and even touched his groin.

Her fingers undid the buttons of Vero's denim-colored shirt. She touched his six-pack abs and buried her face against his broad chest and shoulders. Vero couldn't fight his own hormones.

Luna’s beauty reminiscent of a moon goddessmade it impossible for his instincts to hold back. When she sat on the desk and positioned herself to pleasure him, Vero’s blood heated up he couldn't pretend otherwise. A real man who hadn't made love in ages, he pounced on Luna without restraint, devouring her lips and kissing her face with raw desire. Vero laid her down on the smooth desk surface, treating her like a plaything he was about to mount.

The polished granite surface bore witness as the office filled with Vero’s groans and heavy breathing. Luna responded so well that Vero forgot the woman he was enjoying was merely a system construct; her beautiful face even tricked him into believing she was truly enjoying the game. That night, Vero spent the hours with the beautiful woman created by the System a truly heavenly bliss. The system’s capabilities surpassed any ordinary power.

And when the encounter ended... A blue hologram reappeared above them.

[Mission successful.]

[System robot performed excellently.]

[97 missions remaining.] Vero gave a faint, awkward smirk as he looked at Luna.

"Oh... shit..." He couldn't wrap his head around it how a woman created by the System could satisfy him so well at night, only to forget it all the next day as if nothing had happened.