Dark Lord Seduction System: Taming Wives, Daughters, Aunts, and CEOs novel Chapter 100

Chapter 100: System Shop: Dark Mask

[Would Host like a backup hardcopy?]

A hard copy too?

Fuck, yes!

As long as it’s free...

Madison still held the pink card, now transformed into a matte gunmetal grey that looked like it belonged to some off-the-books government assassin. But the system was saying something else entirely.

Before I could even finish the thought, I felt a faint shhhk in my pocket—like a whisper of wind folding around metal. I reached in.

Another card.

Identical.

Cool. Sleek. Heavy. Real.

’Okay, system, you’re not a complete scammer. That was actually... generous.’

[Host is shameless with praise when receiving free items.]

Thank you for the compliment.

The sarcasm was noted, ignored, and archived. I was in too good a mood to care.

The girls had already exploded out of the car vicinity like a glitter bomb detonation, practically leaving behind a perfume trail in their wake. Shopping bags were only a concept now, but judging by the energy radiating off them, we’d be walking out with enough material to clothe a mid-sized kingdom.

While they plotted their fashion conquest, I stayed leaning against the vehicle like the brooding support character everyone underestimates. Internally, though?

I was knee-deep in System Shop: Wearables Division. The real candy store.

Let’s see what kind of gear a modern-day shadow genius needs...

The system shop’s Wearables section unfolded before me like the weapons locker of a futuristic rogue—sleek, menacing, and dripping with possibility. I scrolled past mundane gadgets and flashy gimmicks, until I landed on something that made my upgraded brain tick harder:

[Quantum Smartwatch: 400 SPReal-time quantum processing core with adaptive interface. Capable of hosting Advanced Artificial Intelligence. Includes encrypted communication channels, live hacking nodes, and micro-command injection protocols. Designed to be the brain’s extension—fast, silent, secure.]

My fingers hovered over the listing.

This... this was it.

The perfect cradle for what I was planning.

No one knows it yet, but I’d already started blueprinting something on the side—a custom-built Advanced AI. Not some off-the-shelf assistant with a cute name and weather updates. No. This one would be a companion. A second brain. Conversational, evolving, capable of code-injection, surveillance analysis, even synthetic decision-making. My own digital ghost in the machine.

Problem was, no smartphone could hold it. Too heavy. Too advanced. But this?

This watch was practically designed for it.

I tapped the listing without hesitation.

This wasn’t just a watch. It was a sanctuary—for my personal AI I was building.

Not a glorified assistant. Not a Siri or Alexa knockoff.

I was coding something alive. Something that would evolve with me. A strategic ally. A digital shadow with a voice of its own, capable of controlling drones, breaking into security grids, whispering intel mid-mission—all while sounding like a sarcastic bastard if I programmed it right.

Smartphones and laptops were too weak. They’d fry under the AI’s weight. But this watch?This was the temple where it would sit.

[Stealth Suit: 800 SP]Nanoweave construction. Grants full-body invisibility for 30 minutes. Integrated climate regulation ensures optimal internal temperature during operations. Wears like silk, deflects like steel.]

A walking ghost. The stuff of spy legends and hacker wet dreams. Expensive, yes—but worth every point if I was going to keep disappearing from both surveillance and suspicion.

[Neural Interface Glasses: 600 SP]Full-spectrum augmented reality. Real-time overlays. Live blueprint schematics. Heat signature tracking. Facial recognition jamming field. Tactical feeds streamed directly into the eye.]

Slick. Functional. And with the right AI linked through the smartwatch, I could have tactical overlays, dynamic scans, and live extraction routes displayed before I even stepped into danger.

[Voice Modulation Tie: 300 SPHigh-thread-count silk, embedded with voice mod tech. Lets you speak in any vocal tone, mimic any voice, or become completely untraceable. Professional. Lethal. Undeniably cool.]

All tools of a ghost who walked in the open, stole from the elite, and disappeared like a shadow on command.

But it was that watch—my AI’s future home—that made my heart beat faster.

I wasn’t just shopping.

I was preparing for war.

[CognitiveLink Earbuds: 450 SP]Neural-synced microbuds. Designed for silent communication with linked AI systems. Intercepts subvocal signals and thought-commands, allowing real-time exchange without a single spoken word. Encrypted. Undetectable. Integrates seamlessly with Enhanced Smartwatch.]

My breath caught.

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