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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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Representation War (Part 6)

Tracing back to the past. Right after Ahjar left with Hazen, Compass Carburettor stared down at the kneeling figure of Slayer, watching more and more fragments of the Representative System enter him, "How does it feel?"

 

"You…" Slayer glared in disbelief, intending to stop the process. But, he was being compelled by a mysterious force, unable to stop for the time being. 'No, once I recover the rest of my body, I'll have enough power to do whatever I want. I'll be strong enough to face these fuckers too.'

 

Thinking as such, Slayer waited as the last fragment of the Representative System seeped into his body, carrying a Coordinate with it. The moment he asked, Zaira instantly supplied it to him.

 

After all, the Representative System was very valuable, the primary reason behind the era of System Supremacy.