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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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Two Teams, Two Missions

Compass Carburettor still maintained a Dreamland himself. And of course, at the centre, housing his soul was the Invoked Spirit. But after the changes, it would be wrong to just call it an Invoked Spirit.

It housed his concept regarding Dreamcraft. But of course, it was still incomplete.

Compass Carburettor still needed to feed it more of his personal life experience. Moreover, the experience of everyone living in the Dreamland was also being fed into it. Eventually, once it was fully completed, his preparations would be complete and he could truly begin his hunt for Systems.

But of course, Dreamcraft only formed the core of his ability. He still had other means to fight, watching the Invader's face scrunch up in fear as its body moved as slowly as a turtle.

Time seemed to have slowed down for the Invader whose body was moving slowly. But in truth, it was thanks to the power of transmigration that Compass Carburettor had employed around him.