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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

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"Main…Character…System…!" The Directional Misalignment System trembled in fright, not because it knew of the other party's existence, but because of the words.

A System was named based on the power it possessed. So, just based on the name, the extent to its powers could be determined. It also showed how powerful it became.

Suppose one pit the Beast Form System against the Coincidental Luck System, with both being at level 10. Ten times out of ten, the victor would be the Coincidental Luck System. It was a simple difference in the fate they possessed and the power of their abilities.

It showed the domain of authority they wielded. For the Coincidental Luck System, anything based on coincidence and luck was under its authority. And, it was a vast ocean that was effective in every single world, even whether life existed there or not.

As long as matter existed, coincidences would exist. That's all. The Coincidental Luck System's authority was related to that.