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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

Stage 5

Stage 5!

"Haah…ahh…shit…that was horrifying!" Compass Carburettor was drenched in sweat, wriggling on the ground from the after-effects.

He hurriedly assumed his Haggon form, using its endurance to go through the pain, slowly getting over it as he talked with Grisha, 'How much longer until they arrive?'

'Three minutes thirty-two seconds.' Came her reply.

"That's enough time to plan things." Sighing in response, Compass Carburettor gazed at the sphere that had formed in the air. It was the Beast Form System. Currently, it was incapable of escaping his Reality Marble, and due to the nature of its existence, it was unable to hold on and was slowly beginning to dissipate.

He extended his Anthozoa, rapidly sucking it inside in a matter of seconds. But, he controlled himself, aware that this wasn't the time to deal with it. His enemies were bound to arrive now, so he had to prepare for an escape.