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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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Assimilating Data (Part 1)

"Yecha! Heal me!" A large-built man holding a hammer shouted in alarm, coughing out blood as a magic bolt rendered him immobile, riddling him with injuries. His armour almost became torn into shreds as he shouted in alarm, "What the heck are you doing, Gulhirm? Tank it properly!"

"I told you to deal conservative damages, didn't I?" The man addressed as Gulhirm retorted, bashing his kite shield as he endured the blow from a massive beast that was covered by hundreds of horns all over its body, emitting a pungent stench that corroded anything that touched it.

Gulhirm struggled to defend against the mighty blows as he screamed in alarm, "Leader! We need to retreat! This is an S-Class Monster. We can't fight against it."

"Endure!" The leader of the party said as her sword shone with a resplendent hue, condensing a mana blade that expanded in length upon thought, swinging towards the monster as dozens of its horns were severed, causing it to scream in pain.