Urban Harem God: Harem With My Ultimate Copy & Paste System!-Chapter 7: Role Option Function

[Ding! First Mission Completed: System Synchronization Successful.

Time Limit: 2 Minutes.

Reward: Role Option Function Unlocked.

Role Option Function – In any critical encounter, Host will be presented with two possible roles based on the situation.]

[Ding! You've unlocked the System Inventory. 'Limitless Card' and 'Start-Up Mystery Box' placed in Inventory.]

Jayden blinked, then exhaled slowly through his nose as the system flooded his vision with clean UI lines and notification overlays. No dramatic fanfare. No godly choir. Just raw data and options more dangerous than any weapon.

This was it. The start of everything.

He didn't need a prophecy. He didn't need applause. He just needed this.

Inside the inventory sat things most people would call fictional. Myth. Fantasy.

The Limitless Card, the financial black hole that could swallow empires.

The Empirea and Harem Function, morally complex, but already spinning implications in his head.

And then—the purest violation of economics ever conceived—The Ultimate Invest Function. Something so stupidly powerful it would make billionaires look like interns standing in line for his coffee.

But above all that... sat the crown jewel.

The thing he hadn't touched.

The one button in the system that felt like a nuclear option disguised as a feature.

Ultimate Copy and Paste.

Jayden stared.

His fingers twitched.

Every part of him wanted to use it. Just once. Just to see. Copy and paste what? A could he overwrite a life?

His mind spiraled with the possibilities. He could feel the adrenaline spiking, like an addict brushing against the glass of his next high. This wasn't a cheat. This was blasphemy against logic. A cosmic loophole disguised in clean interface text.

But he didn't touch it.

Not yet.

Jayden stayed grounded. Not because he didn't want to use it—God, he did—but because power used wrong wasn't power. It was noise. It was failure in a bigger costume. He needed to finish this integration. Understand the system first. Know its limits, or the lack of them.

Let the excitement wait. Let the hunger hold.

[Ding! Physical Stat Mission Activated.

Host must complete daily physical challenges to unlock full bodily optimization. Failure to complete will result in three minutes of pain.]

Dozens of exercises popped into his mind—squats, push-ups, timed runs, stretches, and balance drills. The sheer amount of them felt like they were written by a drill sergeant with a personal grudge.

Jayden didn't flinch.

He chuckled, low and under his breath, almost amused. With the current state of his body, he might be able to survive half that list—but he probably wouldn't be walking for the next few hours after. Still, he didn't dread it.

Because Jayden had a shortcut.

A hidden card not even the system had referenced yet.

Something real. Something painful. Something effective.

The kind of fix that didn't care about rules as long as he played well... after all, didn't he have a system. He'd just have to cheat.

And tonight... he was going to use it.

[Ding! Physical Stat Mission Activated – Daily Requirements Uploaded

Note: Completion is mandatory. Failure to complete all listed sets will result in three minutes of uninterrupted pain. Physical progress unlocks future system features.

[FULL BODY (4 Exercises)

Jumping Jacks – 3 sets of 100 fгeewebnovёl.com

Burpees – 3 sets of 25

Mountain Climbers – 3 sets of 40 seconds

Plank Hold – 3 sets of 1 minute

[ABS (4 Exercises)

Crunches – 3 sets of 30

Leg Raises – 3 sets of 20

Russian Twists – 3 sets of 40 (20 each side)

Flutter Kicks – 3 sets of 45 seconds

[CHEST (4 Exercises)

Push-Ups – 5 sets of 20

Incline Push-Ups – 3 sets of 15

Wide Arm Push-Ups – 3 sets of 20

Wall Push Holds – 3 sets of 45 seconds

[LEGS (4 Exercises)

Bodyweight Squats – 4 sets of 30

Lunges – 3 sets of 20 (10 each leg)

Wall Sits – 3 sets of 1 minute

Calf Raises – 4 sets of 25]

Each one seemed manageable on paper. But all together? That was nearly a hundred minutes of slow, grinding hell. And the system didn't offer shortcuts. It only offered pain for failure.

Jayden looked over the list with a slight nod. This wasn't designed to make him feel good. It was meant to break him down and see if he'd crawl back stronger.

And that was fine.

He didn't need comfort. He needed discipline. He needed something that bled out the weak parts still clinging inside him.

And this list?

It was a damn good start.

Jayden sighed, long and deep, like a man being handed a shovel at his own funeral.

The list of exercises was still glowing in the corner of his vision, taunting him with beginner numbers stacked in near-impossible volume. Still, he had no real qualms. It wasn't the system's fault he had the muscle endurance of a moth in rehab. He'd finish the exercises eventually—maybe crawl to the bathroom afterward, maybe black out halfway through—but he'd finish them.

He stood up slowly, bones creaking like old floorboards. His body was still wrecked from the beating—not just bruised, but sore in that quiet, deep way that made even breathing feel like a negotiation. His back stayed slightly hunched, like he'd been punched by gravity itself, but the look in his eyes? That wasn't broken.

That was steel wrapped in concrete. Because no matter how pathetic he looked right now—no matter how many group chats were laughing at him in real time—Jayden had something the rest of them didn't.

The system.

And with it, a one-way express ticket to payback.

He raised his voice just enough to trigger it. "System. Show me the revenge plot."

[Ding! Revenge Target: Tyler and Amara | Reason: Humiliation, Betrayal, Public Disgrace

Host's actions on this journey are entirely based on your own thoughts. The system will not interfere, assist, or correct you. However, system rewards will be granted based on performance and completion.

Note: Failure to pursue revenge will result in the loss of the Role Option Function. Substandard or poorly executed revenge will also result in same penalty.]

[Ding! The better the revenge, the better the rewards.]

Jayden blinked once, then let out a dry, amused laugh—half-chuckle, half you manipulative son of a bitch. "Crafty bastard," he muttered. "So you wanna play innocent, huh? Just sitting back with your hands clean, pretending this isn't all your idea while you drop ultimatums like it's casual."

He snorted. "Don't worry. I'll pay them. In full."

The words weren't loud. He didn't yell, didn't scream. He just said it like a fact. Like gravity. Like weather.

[Ding! Noted. Start Up Mystery Box now available for opening.]

The moment he agreed, something shifted. The air didn't crack or sparkle—it just changed, subtly, like someone had flipped a switch in the background of reality.

And then, with the casual weight of the unexpected, a box appeared in his hands.

It was matte black, no logo, no shine. Heavy. Cold. It felt more like a locked briefcase from a crime scene than a "starter gift," and Jayden's heartbeat kicked up a little—not from fear. From curiosity.

From the slow burn of what now?

He walked back to the bed, shoulders still aching, feet dragging slightly across the floor. He sat down hard, cradling the box in his lap like it might try to escape if he blinked.

"Alright," he muttered. "Let's see what flavor of chaos you've got waiting for me."

And even as the box pulsed once under his palms, Jayden found himself grinning.

Because this?

This was the part he'd been waiting for.