webnovel

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

Overlord_Venus · Fantasía
Sin suficientes valoraciones
1115 Chs

Stolen Treasures

Even Fenn, his own son had fooled him into drinking a drug in place of medicine. So, Duketace had already accepted his fate, understanding that he had no way to survive.

He was supposed to be a dead man already and had only escaped through luck. But, he was already beyond exhaustion by now, not to mention being captured by this devil-like person that didn't share any character resemblance to Pilkan.

Resigned, he drank the medicine, bracing himself for whatever might happen next. A few seconds turned into a minute but nothing happened as Duketace was surprised, only observing his Mental Strength recovering slowly instead.

He stared at Pilkan in shock, asking, "What did you feed me?"

"A Mental Strength recovery medicine." Compass Carburettor said nonchalantly, drinking the same too as he continued, "Now, begin talking."