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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

Tower of Acknowledgement

"What…? Where is this?" The old woman blinked in confusion, observing that she was on a vast grassland where the sun shone brightly and a warm breeze blew past. It seemed to be morning time as there was still dew on the grass.

 

The vitality of the place was addicting, especially since she hadn't seen the sky for three months now, not to mention the horribly cold weather that was gradually getting more and more polluted with radiation poisoning.

 

Originally, despite her being located far off from the bombarded areas, some of the radiation still reached her, affecting her. So, even though it wasn't obvious yet, she had begun to display symptoms of radiation poisoning.

 

But now, she felt perfectly fine.

 

Arf!

 

"Ohh, shaggy! You're fine!" The woman stared next to her, seeing her dog uninjured now, hugging it in relief, "How did you recover? Oh, thank goodness!"

 

"Where…am I?"