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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

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Ahjar’s Might (Part 3)

"A tribute…?" Flonna thought as she focused on herself, observing her mind become strained immediately. Thoughts clashed at ten times the usual speed, mentally exhausting her.

 

What she had experienced in the past, the strongest of her emotions, etc. were churned to generate Mental Energy that flowed out of her as a stream and vanished.

 

An hour later, the tribute ended as the memories in her surged and condensed into an experience.

 

Flonna took a step forward and was surprised to see a depression form on the floor. It was an imprint perfectly outlining her feet, etched a centimetre deep.

 

She wasn't capable of this before. If she focused her strength, she could of course shatter the floor. Thanks to her powers, she had overwhelming strength. But, having such finesse in control to only imprint an impression of her feet was a feat of the legends.