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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

Scram

It was early in the morning as three people on horseback entered a city.

There were rows upon rows of shops on both sides as they walked through the main road of the city. As it was just dawn, most of the shops either had yet to open or were in the process of opening.

"This is Ohka City, and is managed by my Clan." Ranze said, "Well, we call it a city, but when compared to the standards of cities on Earth, this is only the size of a town."

"Hmm, there are a lot of weapon shops around." Compass Carburettor said, noticing as they strode through the place. Only now was he able to take in the culture of the place, observing things and people as he noted their behaviour.

That's how he planned to behave from now on and fully assimilate into the place. That way, the System Hosts would have a hard time finding him.