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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

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"Uncle…" The cobra weakly got up after a couple of minutes had passed, watching the figure of Grisha using her wand to heal it continuously.

And burning beside it were small bonfires that Compass Carburettor had made to ensure its body temperature didn't fall. But, the moment it gazed at them, it shuddered, "Why is everything so big?"

"It's you that has become so small." He sighed, gently picking it up, "How are you feeling now?"

"Terrible," The cobra said, "I can't even move my body properly. And everything feels painful for some reason."

"But," It suddenly spoke with a strange tone, "I am no longer able to feel my previous abilities. It's like they have been erased completely."

"At least, you're fine now." Compass Carburettor sighed in relief, seeing that whatever changes in the cobra had ended, patting its head, "Let's just consider it a lesson for you to not eat everything you come across."