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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 8)

"Geuh! You'll regret this. We won't let this incident go." A guard clenched his chest, trying his best to stop the bleeding as he plopped to the ground, dying.

With him, all the guards in the workshop had been killed. At first, Compass Carburettor had thought the engineer and his assistants would be alarmed like the middle-aged lady. But in reality, they were just calm, knowing very well that they wouldn't be harmed.

After all, they knew their worth the best.

The engineer looked at Compass Carburettor, "Is the ownership of the underground changing hands?"

Basically, he had assumed one of the leaders had overthrown the leadership of the underground Boss and had succeeded in doing so.

"Nope, the underground is dead. We eradicated it." Compass Carburettor raised his hand, waving as he smiled cheerfully. In the eyes of the engineer, it looked like a middle-aged woman acting cute, like a teenager, causing him to chuckle once.