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One Last System

Scorned by the world he was born in, Arthur had no other choice but to learn how to deal with it. Yet, just as his hard work and dedication were about to pay off, the hate towards his origins brought him to his death. But that wasn't his fate. His future wasn't supposed to end with his head cracking against the edge of the stairs. His bloodline could not die as that would be against the wish of the universe itself. Thrown to another world, he found himself in a situation where the skills and craft he honed would be no longer of use. His patience, his creativity, his logical thinking were no longer in demand in a world where strength reigned supreme. Or was it? "My system is overpowered. I'm not shameless enough to deny it." "Scores of women and slaves all around? Those are the wishes of a naive kid, not mine." "Lower the price of those apples by a quarter and we will have a deal!" "Dear, stop, I cannot hold any longer!" Jump in and follow Arthur's adventures as he proves that even the illogical world of sword and cultivation has its own rules. Laws, that one can learn, laws, that Arthur sets off to use to his own advantage! **** This novel will have some comedic elements, but it won't be the core of the story. I also won't hold back any punches when it comes to dark humor, heavy elements or morally ambiguous aspects. If you are looking for a fckboy/edgelord/cliche, then his novel is not for you. Discord: https://discord.gg/PNGgcMr

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Arthur's growth

I was running through the forest. 

Over the past month of presence in the camp, this place became my second home. In fact, I spent more time in the forest than I did in any other place. 

Back at the camp, I would only sleep and train my base attacks. It was the forest where I would gather my true battle experience. And surprise surprise, as if this was some kind of shitty RPG game instead of a real-world, it seemed that killing the monsters proved to be beneficial to my growth as well.

I ran between the trees in search of prey. Even though my stone pouch was nearing the limit of how much it could hold, I continued to hunt through the forest. 

There was no reason to finish my activities before the deadline. Even a single more monster hunted would mean both higher income, greater growth, and generally, efficient usage of my time.