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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
Not enough ratings
1115 Chs

Base Among Invaders

"Today, annoying." One of the two Invaders in the corridor muttered, "That rich freak came with another woman."

"Ugh, that guy?" The other Invader pushed forth a trolley, one filled with grotesque intestines of an underground dweller, "His tastes, weird. The women he mates…"

"Ughly!"

"Ughly indeed," The Invaders conversed while heading in opposite directions. But right at the moment of intersection, something else had cropped up there too.

It was a stream of platinum, moving between the border of the floor and the walls. One of the Invaders frowned, looking to the side to mutter, "Did the decor change?"

Swoosh!

Suddenly, two spikes ejected out of the platinum stream and stabbed them in their throats, injecting its liquid into their bodies.