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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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Representation War (Part 1)

"Ugh…it felt like a truck slammed into me," Rahakh muttered once he revived, feeling a tad exhausted. Upon revival, he touched the ground, causing six chains to slither out and stab into his back.

 

With this, he would be able to employ the Core Skills of six Grade 3 Systems. These chains were created when he activated his Core Skill, which was passive in nature.

 

"Slayer, Rahakh! Come and fight Mascot!"

 

Upon hearing Zaira's shout, Rahakh got up and vanished. Unlike Slayer's prompt response, Rahakh was delayed a bit, since he was busy reviving. Right as he reached, he stared at three Grade 1 Systems kidnap Slayer and vanish from the System world, "No!"

 

It was too late by then as he hurriedly informed Zaira of the same.

 

"Dammit! Fine, I'll do something about it. You focus on keeping Mascot at bay. We can't allow their attacks to reach deep into the System World." Came her reply, pissed.