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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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Survival Life of a Fragile Mortal

Concept—Mortality!

Dreamcraft—Everything Was a Dream!

The bloodlust vanished as the ruptured universe disappeared. Surprisingly, the universe was back to normal, as how it existed a second ago, its timeline no longer paused.

And in one location appeared the figures of Stencil, Gehera, Ying, and Earth Star, their expressions just as how they were before Arnark paused time.

The only difference was the figure of Compass Carburettor between Stencil and Gehera, hugging them in a protective embrace.

"D-Dad?" Stencil stared at her father in shock, "Why did you come here? Weren't you still in preparation? We could have bought you enough time."

"No…" Despite his best attempts to calm himself, Compass Carburettor was already tripping on the verge of insanity from blinding rage, 'The stigma I placed in you activated. It means…'