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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

Humans Are Dungeon Monsters?

"That Zekken…" Hekatra frowned, noticing a Zekken that hovered in the air ten metres above her, slowly reaching the ground as it looked at her, tearing up. When she looked at the eyes of the Zekken, she noticed that it had long since lost sanity, only approaching her out of sheer instinct that seemed to have taken root within its subconscious.

"The Zekkens are territorial creatures…" Recalling the same statement she had uttered before, Hekatra teared up, "So, until the end, you have all been loyal to our Great Empire."

Wiping her tears, she spoke, explaining the situation to Compass Carburettor, "Even though they have lost sanity, they had once served me. And that has been ingrained deep into their instincts thanks to the character of a Zekken."

Though, she didn't need to explain anything. After all, she sensed through Secret Society that all of them were loyal to her, irrespective of their gender.