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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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Precursor to a Profession’s Birth

"Run!" Stencil shouted as she unleashed a multitude of abilities, destabilising her surroundings as Aronaut grabbed her and Gehera to teleport away.

Conjurer flashed into the area, hindered for the fraction of a second by Stencil's power as he failed to capture them on time, watching them disappear once again, "How many times has it been already?"

He groaned in irritation, chasing after Stencil in an effort to capture her. Aware that Compass Carburettor prioritised her safety above all, Conjurer intended to capture her and use her as a bargaining chip to deal a critical blow to the Main Character.

After all, he didn't just intend to win against Compass Carburettor but also use the other party's strength as the Main Character to better the development of the worlds under him. Even otherwise, just a conflict could result in his worlds sustaining damage, which he didn't wish to see happen.