Urban Harem God: Harem With My Ultimate Copy & Paste System!-Chapter 14: Pasting $$$, Using the Harem God Card

Now he was sure—the Copy and Paste function worked on living beings. His body was walking proof. But that made him wonder... what about the rest? The real cheat. The bread and butter.

"System," he said, stretching lazily, rolling his shoulder with that new gym-bro looseness. "Do I need actual cash to copy and paste my money or...?"

[Ding! Host can only Copy and Paste money that exists in physical cash or funds available on the Limitless Card.]

Jayden nodded slowly, eyes narrowing as the logic clicked into place.

"Good," he muttered. "It'd raise way too many damn questions if my bank account suddenly 10x'd without a deposit. I'd have the IRS or some alphabet agency parked outside with snipers in a week."

But cash? That was safe. And the Limitless Card? That thing was basically a ghost. Untraceable. Infinite. The kind of black card that didn't just whisper luxury—it whispered dangerously untouchable. No one would ever know what it held. Not the government. Not the banks. Not even him unless he asked.

[Ding! Daily Workout Mission Started.]

[Rewards: +5 stats per week!]

[Note: Bonus stats will be granted freely for the next three months only.]

"Right... the workout thing," he said with a small laugh, rubbing his stomach like he was already proud of it. "This is exactly why I wanted to cheat first. Get the body that can get real results during the training, then let the stats come in smooth. Efficient cheating. Almost moral."

Truth was—it did feel like cheating the universe. But fuck it. The universe cheated him first.

And now? Now that he had this new body? He could crush those workouts ten times over. Easy.

"System," he said, already halfway to the kitchen, "if I hit the gym, like, actual gym, and did other exercises... does that still count? It should, right?"

[Ding! Host must work out in the gym for 1 hour and 30 minutes minimum for it to count toward daily progress. Activity will be registered automatically upon completion.]

[Ding! Host can also spend $10,000 from the Limitless Card to instantly receive the entire 3-month stat reward bundle. Highly recommended before advanced physical training.]

Jayden stopped mid-step.

He blinked.

Then smiled slow, wide, and dangerous.

"Ohoho," he chuckled, cracking his neck like a villain about to monologue. "Will you look at that..."

The system really said pay-to-win. And he was absolutely the kind of bastard to press the instant unlock button.

Because when the game of life hands you a cheat code?

You don't ask questions.

You cash in.

"Let's do that, system," Jayden said, cracking his knuckles like he was about to break into a vault. But then he paused, narrowing his eyes at the air like the system was trying to play slick. "Wait... I know what money I can copy and paste, but what are the limitations you haven't mentioned yet?"

[Ding! Host can only Copy and Paste money that is actively being used in a transaction to receive the 10x return. If the copied money is left idle, the system only doubles it. Additionally, idle doubled funds cannot be Copy and Pasted again for further multiplication.]

Jayden blinked.

Then tilted his head. "Surgical," he muttered with a laugh.

Of course. It wasn't just free billions. The system came with fine print, small enough to make a lawyer sweat.

Basically—it meant if he took the full $100,000 from the Limitless Card and Copy and Pasted it if he wasn't purchasing something, he'd only get $200,000. Flat. And that second half? The extra $100K? It was locked. He couldn't cheat it again. No gaming the game.

And worse? If he then tried to use that $200K to buy something—say, a $3,000 item—he couldn't turn that transaction into $30,000 with the Copy and Paste since he'd already got the first double. He already used up the full copy credit when he went greedy upfront.

"Who the hell would do that?" he said, chuckling like someone who'd definitely almost done it.

"Greedy, no, not just greedy but stupid too!" But now... now he saw the real strategy. Precision was the key.

If, instead, he only Copy and Pasted $50,000 of that $100,000 while he used that directly in a purchase—like buying a $50,000 asset, investment, or rare something—the system would honor the full 10x copy and paste, giving him back $500,000.

It wasn't about hoarding.

It was about using.

"This is the first time I've felt glad about following rules," Jayden muttered, shaking his head with a smirk.

He glanced at the tablet's display, the image of his stats sitting there like locked treasure. "Now shall we, system? Copy and Paste the $10,000 and buy the three-month stat pack."

[Ding! Earned $100,000 from Copy and Paste!]

Jayden didn't have to check his balance. He already knew. Quick math. He'd spent $10,000, and that turned into $100,000, but with the deduction and the way the system functioned, he'd have $190,000 now.

Still, he pulled out his shitty phone like a man confirming the dream was real.

Yup. $190,000 on the Limitless Card.

[Ding! Would host like to connect the Limitless Card to phone notifications for real-time monitoring, purchase history, and online transaction, and...]

"I know, system. Do it now," he said, waving his free hand while his other tapped through the phone's ancient UI. "Finally. Online transactions. Instant balance tracking. No more playing guess the bank account roulette."

The setup was fast. Sleek. Notifications began rolling in like they'd always been there.

And then, Jayden noticed something—small but important.

The system deducted the $10,000 before processing the Copy and Paste. That's why he only had $190,000 instead of $200K. A subtle mechanic, but a reminder: every shortcut came with structure. Even power had a formula.

He chuckled. "After all this, we're definitely changing this dumbass phone."

He tapped his temple. "System, connect the card to the White Dragon Group accounts too."

No hesitation. He wasn't touching that side of his life yet—not fully—but no reason to act like it didn't exist. The sooner everything synced, the sooner he could operate like a real ghost CEO.

Anyway, he had no school. Semester wrapped up yesterday. Christmas was around the corner. The world had slowed down just in time for him to finally catch up. The only reason he would return to school was for the Winter Formal. If previous he would've missed it but no, he won't.

[Ding! Does host wish to receive the purchased stats now?]

Jayden nodded. Slowly. Deliberately.

"Sixty points, huh? Let's pump it."

He barely finished the sentence before it hit.

Like being plugged into lightning wrapped in honey.

His body straightened, every muscle stretching like they were being rewritten in real time.

Strength poured into him—not the burn of a workout or the tight ache after a run. This was raw capacity. Pure stat injection. His bones buzzed. His blood felt lighter. His entire being vibrated like a tuned engine finally powered up.

His chest rose sharply. He staggered back and caught himself with one hand on the glass wall.

Power. Real power.

"Is this even healthy?" he muttered. His voice echoed softly, vibrating with strength he hadn't had a second ago.

He took the stairs two at a time, faster than expected, and entered the bathroom. The light-sensitive mirror blinked awake the moment it saw him.

Jayden stood there.

Still naked.

Still wild from the surge.

And what he saw made him pause.

His reflection didn't just look good.

It looked dangerous.

Height: perfect. Posture: straight, like his spine had made a contract with royalty. Shoulders broad, chest sculpted like it was chiseled, every muscle now pulled tight under smooth skin. Abs visible even when relaxed, with that faint shadow of a V-line teasing down.

His jawline could cut through pride, and his eyes—shit—his eyes looked different. Sharper. Like they'd seen war and made jokes about it after.

He wasn't a god.

But damn... he was close.

"System... I thought I wasn't allowed to go beyond the previous form," he said, still inspecting the carved lines of his frame.

[Ding! Host's Copy and Paste upgrades were external physical augmentations and had foundational restrictions. Stat upgrades and system-gifted growth are not limited.]

"Figures," Jayden murmured.

No more questions. No more doubts.

Just one more thing to finish.

He took out the Harem God Card. Same ridiculous pink glow. Same stupid cock-shaped icon stamped into the corner like some horny cosmic joke.

He sighed. "Still looks like a stripper's business card in Vegas."

But this was it.

"Use the card, system."

The moment he said it, pain exploded through him.

Not physical. Not spiritual. Something worse. Fundamental.

His entire being felt like it had been split into layers, each one being rewritten, rearranged, repurposed. Charisma, presence, allure—everything cracked and reshaped in a blinding rush of heat and pressure.

Jayden gasped once.

Then collapsed.

Unconscious.