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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 9)

"Yes, Madam Spirit, please leave everything to me." The Bandit Boss said while bowing, sporting a subservient expression.

"That's great," The lady disguised by Compass Carburetor nodded, "Once everything is rounded up, I want your people to manage all the assets the underground had. The orphan children in the city know a lot. So, you can recruit them into your fold. We plan to expand the Secret Society throughout the Heroica Empire."

"Complete this first. I'll tell you the remainder of your role after a couple of days." Saying his piece, Compass Carburetor left, sensing through the Mental Energy stream from the Bandit Boss that he was willing to execute all the plans to the best of his abilities.