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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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Secondary System’s True Identity

"Second time…?" Zaira's voice full of confusion resounded before her tone turned solemn, "Who the heck are you?"

"Didn't I come to the System World recently? Why don't you dig up my date and find out for yourself." A voice of disgust resounded from Ying. It wasn't him that was speaking but the Secondary System using his body to relay its thoughts in the form of words.

Zaira immediately focused on the data obtained from the Secondary System, frowning as her voice resounded, "Before this, you were the Money-Making System…wait, you were the Mechanical System before that…what the heck, you were the Seedling System…"

"Makeup System…Grass Mower System…Eloquent Speech System…" The more she began to dig into the database, the weirder Zaira's voice became, for the number of Systems began to just pile up.