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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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Goddamn Moron

"Shit! Shit! Shit!" Slayer was flabbergasted the moment his level dropped to 299. Normally, even if his level were to drop, he wouldn't be flustered, for it was just a matter of Mental Energy requirement to regain the lost levels.

 

The only problem were the bottleneck levels: 100, 200, and 300. Attaining that required a qualitative change, which was hard to achieve once lost. As for the current him, attaining level 300 was impossible.

 

After all, he lost it, the qualification to be a Grade 4 System.

 

"Zaira! Zaira!" Slayer bellowed the moment he arrived at the System World, observing the Mental Energy condense into the figure of Zaira before him as he said in a fluster, "W-What should we do now?"

 

'This state of mind he displays…' Zaira sighed, 'The old Gilthru wouldn't have allowed it to get to his head. He would have concealed himself further to accumulate strength once again.'