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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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Beginnings of the Secret Society (Part 3)

"Kill them all!" Compass Carburettor said as he walked out, suddenly clenching his chest as he expressed intense pain, as if he was suffering from cardiac arrest, shouting with a whisper, "Heeeelp meeee!"

As there was hardly any crowd in the gambling den, every staff noticed her, immediately rushing towards her in an effort to help her. After all, in their eyes, she was their customer, one that had yet to wager all her assets.

So, she had as much value as her assets. And, considering her actions, they judged that she was fairly rich. To such a valuable customer, they didn't want anything to happen until she wagered all her belongings.

With such a notion of thought, they rushed towards her rescue. As the other customers were just in a state of despair from innumerous losses, the staff didn't mind them, having regarded them as nothing but flesh sacks with valuable kidneys.