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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 · Fantasia
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Carrying a Clan

In the room with stacks of papers everywhere, Compass Carburettor finished reading the day's events, surprised upon seeing information related to Chenger in the end, "Chenger's organisation is kidnapping the parents of geniuses from powerful Clans to blackmail these Clans to move against me…"

"A fair execution I must say." Compass Carburettor raised his brow but didn't put much thought into it beyond that. If it was said that Chenger's plans were using external resources, then Compass Carburettor's plans made use of internal resources.

Two people among her organisation had already become Sleeper Cells. They were transmitting details regarding everything Chenger did through the sleeper cell network.

If he wished, he could use Grisha and directly arrive at Dlon City and create a bunch of Sleeper Cells there. But, he was still guarded against Chenger's innate luck. If she stumbled upon his plans through luck, everything would fall short.