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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

The World Dominated by Parasites

"I'm…back at the System World." Compass Carburettor looked around, noticing that he was within the familiar forest. But, only the forest was familiar, the place wasn't.

He looked around, failing to spot any landmarks that he had seen before. But, he didn't have the freedom of time to think about that, hurriedly sprinting away from the place. That was the reason he had shot a bullet into the portal in the first place.

It was to arrive at the System World before the Dungeon Master arrived, thereby escaping to avoid angering the respective System. He didn't wish to make his existence as a System Slayer be known by other Systems.

That would only result in endless headaches. Moreover, the Dungeon Master was a powerful individual, capable of annihilating dozens of Transcendents on his own. So, the System supporting him should have been at a rather high level.