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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 · Fantasie
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Martial Spirits Sealed in Sculptures

"Catch him! Don't let him escape!" Helk shouted as he and the rest of the bandits chased after Ranze.

"Catch me if you can," Ranze grunted as he jumped into a hole, arriving at an underground tunnel. It was small, only wide enough to crawl on all fours. This was the route he picked to reach the ruins.

Even though he was aware that Elder Galda had tricked him, the map seemed real. And, even if it wasn't real, he didn't have any other option but to reach the ruins in the centre of the Misty Gorge Ruins.

After all, he could no longer return to the Giant Whale Sect. He would be killed one way or another. It was not to mention the fact that the bandits were chasing after him.

With no cultivation, death was his only option. So instead, he planned to head into the ruins and hope for a way of survival there. Maybe he would indeed chance upon some treasures there.