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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

Mind Origin Arts

Once he planted the seed of Sleeper Cell in the patient, Compass Carburettor slowly made him conscious while the staff cleaned up the place of the blood and the severed arm.

"This is…?" Once he got up, the patient was surprised to see an intact arm in place, clenching it as tears streamed out of his eyes, causing him to profusely thank Compass Carburettor, "Thank you, Lord!"

"I'm just doing my duty." Compass Carburettor smiled, noticing that the patient was able to properly use his new-grown arm. He wasn't feeling any trauma.

Well, that was thanks to him as Compass Carburettor had destroyed the emotions of trauma in the patient's mind that was related to the injury. Due to that, he could go about his life without much trouble.

The greater the injury, the stronger the trauma related to that, one that might permanently scar the person's mind. And his primary work was to ensure they were able to overcome that.