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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

Shedding Layers

"Just lie down. Let me take care of the rest." Compass Carburettor said, watching the cobra do as told as it looked weak, growing weaker by the minute.

He quickly used an Armament to cut open its stomach to see countless undigested pieces of Darble there. "Wait…Darble?"

He was surprised, because what he used to make the Spydragon, though called Darble wasn't exactly pure Darble. It was just the reserve in his horns that were almost like Darble but were impure.

And now, for some reason, all these impure Darble had been digested to condense pure Darble fragments. Moreover, as he gazed at the cobra's stomach walls, he noticed that even though the Darble had poisoned it, the cobra's body was fighting against it.

It was using its trait to evolve to adapt to this change, for even though it was poisonous, it wasn't potent enough to directly kill it.