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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 Opposition Clan

"Damn you, stop! Don't you dare enter the clan without my permission!" Fonter got up with a start and shouted upon seeing the trio walk past him.

"Is your house far away?" Compass Carburettor ignored the shouts of a certain someone and continued to talk with Ranze.

"Bastard, don't you dare ignore me." Fonter was offended as the air around him trembled before he unsheathed a sword and leapt towards Ranze, displaying surprising agility.

It was apparent that he had a Human Martial Spirit, one whose attribute raised his agility, allowing him to rush at Ranze.

But, he had only taken a few steps when Compass Carburettor and Grisha turned around, shooting a glare at him.

Thump!