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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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Unkeen Fusion Material

Compass Carburettor went through the island, using his Origin Art of Snag to fly around like a certain favourite neighbourhood wall-crawler, using his Origin Art of Gloss Over from time to time to prevent the Dolbas from detecting him.

He continued to look through the fusion materials on the backs of the Dolbas, helping the cultivators from time to time by killing the Dolba they were aiming for. He also left some mental inputs in them to help better the design of their Martial Spirit.

After all, Earth Martial Spirits were element based, lacking any forms. So once they fused with a material, they can assume a physical shape, which was typically made into weapons to wield them better.

Eventually, Compass Carburettor slowly made his way towards the core of the island, stopping as he hid within a crevice, gazing at the Dolba that was seated within a cave. It too was at the Martial Providence Stage.