webnovel

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

Faith Grounds

"This is…shit!" Arnark watched as a sphere form around them and gradually close up. He tried to escape, but Compass Carburettor prevented it.

"Move…away!" Arnark bellowed in anger as he attacked, sending Compass Carburettor flying by a couple dozen metres, shocked upon seeing the power he unleash dissipate naturally, 'That attack was supposed to send him flying for kilometres at the very least.'

"I…feel weak…" He muttered and collapsed, feeling difficulties in remaining within the void as the symptoms was gradually become stronger.

"Get off me!" Martial shouted in a hurry as he extracted the Waning Essence System out of his body and threw it away, unleashing his powers to fly towards the boundary of the sphere and puncture his way through.