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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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The Apocalypse’s Power System

The mongoose oriented itself, landing on all fours as it evaded multiple attacks, swerving around a couple of trees as it watched a bird reveal itself from within the egg.

Just its birth caused its eggshell to blast off like projectiles everywhere. The bird had a stature that surpassed a metre in height, unfurling its wings to boast a wingspan that reached four metres.

Its feathers looked like a bird's at first glance but shone with a metallic sheen. It wasn't actually made from metal but boasted structural properties similar to one, like carbon fibre.

Upon hatching, it didn't look like a hatchling bird, but rather an adult instead. It gazed around, noticing the withered husk of its mother and an eaten corpse of a father, letting out a mournful chirp.

Its gaze fell on the mongoose, identifying based on the blood on its mouth that it was the culprit, immediately targeting it.