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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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Bizarre in 3…2…1…!

"Haiya!" Followed by a comical shout, Compass Carburettor threw the pouch he had, watching it land far away in the cave.

The insects indeed moved away from it, but they continued to scuttle around only a centimetre away from it. So, the contents of the pouch only repelled them away for a centimetre.

"…" Compass Carburettor stared at it, controlling his urge to facepalm.

Neena patted his shoulder this time, saying, "Your grandma's recipe works, but is just not potent enough. She must have given it to you to ward off mosquitoes and not a sea of insects."

"But, this still gives me an idea." Compass Carburettor quickly recovered as he tugged the string tied to the pouch, pulling it back as he said, "if we make a boundary using the powder from this pouch…"