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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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Not a System Host?

'Is Divine Spirit something part of this world or is it just a ploy by Systems?' Compass Carburettor frowned, unable to determine just what was the truth.

"But, I have to find it out first. It'll be risky, but I have to determine it. Otherwise, all my plans would be destroyed by him." Sighing, he muttered, closing his eyes to sleep.

It didn't dawn yet, but Ranze had already woken up and finished his preparations. He wore regular clothes underneath his sect uniform. And strung to his hip was a spatial bag containing all the necessities he had packed.

In the Gaider Realm, spatial bags were expensive. But, the one with him was given by Elder Galda just to complete his mission faithfully, causing him to be grateful. After all, when everyone else looked at him with disdain for awakening a Trash Martial Spirit, Elder Galda was the only one that logically told him the problems with it and the means to solve it.