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I Hate Systems

Talent? Unnecessary! Wealth? Doesn’t matter! Brain? Eat it! Even if one was the greatest of gutter trashes with zero redeemable qualities, as long as they had a System, they are bound to reach the pinnacle of life. Compass Carburettor, a dirt-poor orphan with absolutely zero f**king qualities managed to reach the peak of the business world by the age of 35, all while relying on his Money-Making System like a blinded barnacle. But at the peak of his life, he was betrayed by his System. ------------------- [Sister novel released (Same Universe): "Post-Apocalyptic Dispatch Society"] ------------------- Check out all my projects here: http://bit.ly/wn_venus ------------------- Join my Discord server: https://discord.gg/Q544Bxu Contact me through my Discord ID: Overlord_Venus#9364 Or through my email: mistameeee@gmail.com Follow me on Instagram @overlord_venus

Overlord_Venus · Fantasy
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1115 Chs

A Fate to Sign-In

"What are you doing now?" Zaira asked the boy, still refusing to call him Arnark.

 

"Alright, call me by that name once Arnark dies." The boy spoke with a gentle smile, "It might take a while for him to die, but it'll happen."

 

"Why are you so sure?" Zaira frowned.

 

"Because that's what fate dictates." The boy stated solemnly, "Compass Carburettor's plans truly exceed Arnark's schemes. So, despite possessing absolute power, Arnark will lose his life and be devoured by Compass."

 

"When he emerges out from the battle, Compass as an enemy would be terrifying, having both Lore and Tell-Tale in his possession."

 

"That is indeed worrisome." Zaira frowned, "I can't even discover the location of their fight."

 

She stared at the boy, "Can you track it down through fate?"