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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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World: Under Me

How much Mental Energy could one harvest from a world?

"Not much!" Would be the answer from a Grade 1 System, for it needed at least two decades to harvest around a hundred thousand Mental Energy. Even in technological worlds, this was the standard duration required, not to mention in other less connected worlds.

After all, unless the target killed your mother, you wouldn't think about them every second of your existence. Even on Earth, as the richest man, at most Compass Carburettor made his way into the conversation of people once or twice a day, and that was only between people that constantly talked about people and the rich businessmen that dealt with money.

The average joe was busy making a living to even bother with such people who had more money than they ever needed.