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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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The Great Empire’s Destruction

"You die when you are killed. How can a human go against that?" Compass Carburettor was confused, failing to understand just how something like this was possible.

"This was a flaw in the revival method that we hadn't expected. As he was the first one that we tried it upon, everything had been unexpected. And, Mellatico abused it, sprinkling the dust of his Darble Horn in the air to be inhaled by others. Through this, a fragment of him would remain within the body of others like a parasite, grow in strength, and accumulate enough energy over time." His face was pale as Meharb spoke.

Removing his spectacles, he consoled himself, living through the trauma as the scenes of the incident flashed behind him, "Once a fragment gathered enough energy, it would condense his figure once again, allowing him to pop out of a human."