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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

Rapid Preparations

'There's no other use in having Helk here.' Compass Carburettor thought, watching the two Claw Wolves pounce upon the two bandits and devour them easily after.

And right when they planned to attack him next, he killed them, fully erasing all traces of them with the Dust Wave.

"Right, I should take all the materials from his place…" He had just spoken when his heart thumped once again. And this time, his Anthozoa, Secret Society, and Dimensional Space all pulsed erratically, warning him.

"W-What the heck is happening now?" Compass Carburettor was alarmed, thinking that the Systems from the Luck genre were already targeting him.

"No, it's not that…ugh." He suddenly grunted in pain, noticing that his abilities were slowly beginning to be suppressed.

"I see…" He understood soon after, "There's a chance I can kill them using my new abilities. So, they are taking action to seal my strength. This is troubling."