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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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Twenty-One

The Fire Bat Sect Leader frowned, pointing at the horn on the Haggon's back that the corpse of the man on the ground was gazing at.

"Sect Master, let me try." Just when the Fire Bat Sect Leader intended to touch and probe the horn, one of his Sect members moved forward, expressing willingness to test things out.

"Be careful." The Fire Bat Sect Leader said in response.

"Yes," Nodding, the Sect member took out a stick from his spatial pouch and gently brought it closer to the Haggon statue, noticing it begin to disintegrate immediately. The stick turned into dust and collapsed to the ground.

Only a small portion where he held the stick remained behind.

Hiss!

Everyone was stumped at the scene, wondering just what mysterious power had taken root here.