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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

Ahjar Taunts Slayer…Nonstop

"W-W-What is happening? How did this information leak?" Zaira was in a state of fluster before her senses spread across the System World. She immediately detected the location of the Wise Old Man System, shouting as her figure appeared before it, "I knew it!"

 

"Only you could have figured it out."

 

"Hahaha!" By this point, the Wise Old Man System had already lost itself to madness. It simply rampaged around without any semblance of intelligence.

 

'Dammit! To think Mystique was able to influence them!' She grunted in frustration as she carried the Wise Old Man System and threw it back into the quarantine area, along with the rest of the maddened Systems she captured.

 

One after another, she threw them back along with the polluted Mental Energy from the other areas. Before they could permanently seep into the area and become a part of it, Zaira extracted and dumped it in the quarantined area.