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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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System Vs Protag (Part 2)

Bam!

Holla hadn't even managed to take a breather when suddenly, Grisha appeared above her, dangling upside down from a branch while carrying two sword handles.

As for the blades, it was condensed using her Space attribute, creating jet-black blades that were each thirty centimetres in length.

Her head was positioned right above Holla's as her hands flashed around, slashing her neck, aiming her at the exact spot where her armour had been destroyed by her arrow.

"Gah!" Holla screamed hoarsely, barely evading the attack. But still, her throat had been slashed, preventing her from leaking any legible sounds.

But, she too was an experienced apocalypse survivor with experience spanning almost a millennium. So, instead of her hands instinctively clutching the injury on her throat, Holla clapped her hand, unleashing a shockwave that served to destroy Grisha.