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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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"How's his condition?" Compass Carburettor asked upon seeing Grisha heal Ranze.

"It's stable." Grisha replied, "I'm replenishing his lost blood now. He should be waking up anytime soon. What are you planning to do with him now?" 

"I'll observe him." Compass Carburettor said, "If he's like the protagonist of a cultivation novel, his luck and fate should be tremendous. We can take advantage of that."

They were conversing through telepathy, exercising secrecy just in case. It was better to be cautious than to regret it later.

Compass Carburettor then plucked a nearby vine, loosely tying Ranze's body to the trunk of a tree. He then flew away for a minute, soon returning with two Origin Beasts that seemed like they had barely begun their cultivation.