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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

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Sharpening the Mind Before Battle

An aircraft flew in the air as a group of people were seated inside. Two were the pilots, manning the aircraft while the rest had a multitude of tasks to complete.

Embedded in the wall of the aircraft, in view of the crew were 31 compasses. At present, four people were seated before them, gazing at them nonstop like a hawk.

Three of them were focused on thirty compasses while the fourth member held the Beast Form Compass, stating from time to time, "Target approaching in ETA seven minutes fourteen seconds…"

"Be prepared!" The pilot announced as he manned the aircraft, heading in a certain direction. They were the pilots that were present in Carburettor Island.

As they were just products of the Young Master System, they didn't generate any Mental Energy. So, they were the perfect tools to use to go against a System.