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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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Uses of the Collective Consciousnesses

Compass Carburettor stared at his wristwatch before focusing on the dragon plushies around him, sensing that they gave out similar wavelengths, 'She's taking advantage of the collective consciousness.'

Based on their short conversation, he understood the ingenuity with which his daughter had taken advantage of her problems and instead turned them into benefits.

There were millions of collective consciousnesses trapped in her, all vying to gain control over her body. At this time, Stencil approached the collective consciousness that weren't cunning retards and struck a deal with them.

The deal was simple: They could fuse with the Hero World and become its collective consciousness for a certain duration. When they do this, they would grow. After all, thanks to Stencil's plans, the natives of the Hero World had strong self-value, not to mention having an innate resistance to anything foreign, including Systems.