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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

Old Man Mida

Muscle Lantern walked through the streets of the district he was responsible for, in civilian clothes after a long time had passed, 'Even if this is a backward place, it had developed a lot in the past few years.'

He arrived at a toy store, staring at the counter to see a youth there, approaching him to ask, "Where's old man Mida?"

"Grandpa is at home now. Is something the matter, uncle?" The youth behind the counter asked.

"I'll visit his home then, thanks." Muscle Lantern exited the toy store and took a right nearby and walked to the back of the store, ascending the flight of stairs to climb three floors before arriving before a house. This house was built above the toy store, on the fourth floor since the bottom three floors belonged to the store.

Knock! Knock!

The door opened as a girl in her late teens opened it, staring at him before yelling aloud in the house, "The brute uncle is back!"