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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

Cause of Death

"But, as for the fact of you becoming a System Slayer, let's put it on hold for now." Compass Carburettor said, wiping Grisha's tears, "Let me capture a weak System and put it under control first. That way, you'll be safe."

"Alright," Grisha nodded, relaxing before asking, "So, what shall we do now?"

"Well, this is the plan." Compass Carburettor thought for a moment before saying, "At present, I'll be hunting down Systems. And for Systems whose Core Skills aren't suitable to me, I'll give them to you. So, you'll be supported by the abilities of multiple Core Skills in the future. After that, I'll make you a System Host. There's a Level 1 System I have my eyes on that is perfect for this task."

As they were conversing through telepathy all along, it was fine.