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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

Four True Conditions to Become the MC

The moment Slayer snaped the straw doll in half, the vicious creatures that swarmed him exploded in a pool of blood. Their blood formed a tidal wave that streamed into the straw doll, turning it crimson.

The straw doll seemed alive now as it stared at Aronaut, opening its mouth to unleash a baleful scream.

"Gah!" The whites of his eyes were displayed as Aronaut almost lost consciousness. The screech of a baleful spirit resounded as the crimson doll appeared in his mind, rampaging around as it devoured any memories it came across.

But immediately after, Aronaut calmed down, regaining consciousness as mystical chains wrapped around the crimson doll, corroding it as all the devoured memories returned to his mind.

Aronaut had transformed into a Witch himself, erecting countless mirror-like barriers around himself to protect against Witchcraft.