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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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Body Resurgence—Level 10!

Six months had spanned past after the trip to the Kuvert Dungeon. Currently, a couple of men carried a large crate, bringing it towards a cave while wearing gas masks.

They arrived at the place, placed the crate near something that resembled a mound and scurried out immediately. Violent winds were generated within the cave once they left as a hand stretched forth, gently using a finger to open the crate before lifting it.

The crate was tilted down as tiny pellets gushed out from it. Each pellet resembled a viscous piece of oily fat that had been compressed to the limit before being dried. They glistened with the ambient light before entering the pitch-black organ that resembled a cave.

They soon vanished into nothingness. Once the crate's contents were downed, the entity flicked the crate out of the entrance, hearing the sound of it being shattered all of a sudden. Followed by it were the sounds of footsteps before a lady entered the cave.