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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

Overlord_Venus · Fantaisie
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We Wait

Boom!

Bam!

Sounds of explosions resounded throughout the street as the figure of Compass Carburettor was carried over to the surface by the group of ants. They immediately retreated into the ground as he took in a deep breath, gazing at his hands, noticing that they were trembling.

He clenched them into a fist, "Don't give in to fear at this point."

Of course, he had just died now. So, it would be hard to not suffer from any psychological problems as a result. And unlike the previous times he died, he hadn't even achieved his objective this time, so the feeling slammed into him hard.

Core Skill—Info Scanner (Level 4)!

He immediately sensed the positions of the two System Hosts. And the moment he sensed the Mental Energy reserves of the Power Punch System, he scowled, 'All that only used up 20 Mental Energy?'