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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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Punch Zaira Again, Again, and Again!

"Die!" Magister shouted as he hurled a mountain-sized fireball at the truck. Considering its size, there was no way the truck could evade it unless it teleported away.

And in response to that, Magister also unleashed a spell that sealed the space, preventing any spatial abilities, whether by friend or foe. With this, trapping Truck-Kun was easier.

Mascot condensed a bow and pulled its bowstring, causing the arrow to gleam with a frightening amount of power, concentrated enough to vaporise everyone at the targeted scene, including Truck-Kun.

She wasn't holding back any longer, now fully intent to kill Compass Carburettor upon observing the desperate way the Systems were trying to capture Stencil and Gehera.

Swoosh!