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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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Beginnings of the Secret Society (Part 5)

"A Dungeon," Compass Carburettor frowned, asking, "Is the Heroica Empire ignorant about this Dungeon?"

"Y-Yes," The Boss said, "Since the Grogar are a troublesome enemy, the Empire has never ventured deep into their territory. So, they haven't spotted the Dungeon yet. Had they discovered the Dungeon, they would have poured all their resources to eradicate the Grogar and occupy it. Even though it is only a Level 1 Dungeon, it hasn't ever been raided by humans. So, the amount of Darble Crystals it has accumulated over the countless years since its existence should be an enormous sum."

Having read enough documents about Darble during this time, Compass Carburettor was aware of how they formed. There didn't exist any mine in nature that produced Darble. As explained before, the only source of Darble was the Dungeon monsters.