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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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Questioning Reality

Compass Carburettor never needed his powers as the God of Humanity to deal with Arnark. Even as a mortal, he was long since fully equipped to deal with the latter.

 

But being the God of Humanity resulted in all the important characters of the world paying attention to him, increasing his weight to the world. As a result, Lore and Tell-Tale personally focused on him too.

 

This allowed him to get a larger audience to display Arnark's maniacal dance moves. The dude was losing his shit by now, having been at it for a few days already.

 

The fact that Peddler would sell tickets to the event, making Saints gather to spectate, the region of the fight, the actions of the divine beasts, the various fights, everything seemed to be well within Compass Carburettor's calculations.