webnovel

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 · แฟนตาซี
Not enough ratings
1115 Chs

There’s a Telephone in Me

"Everyone here is strong, that's a given. I'm not sure if you've yet to realise this based on Straxia's words, but the same entity lives within us in different forms." Ianon began to speak, controlling the urge to facepalm when he noticed the eyes of most of the people widened in shock and surprise at his words.

Trying his best to not bring out any words induced with mockery, he said, "For argument's sake, let's call these entities Telephones. We cannot understand their reason for existence, but they help us in surviving this apocalypse. And, for the same argument, let us address people like us as Telecom Operators."

"What's…with the analogy? They don't make a connection." One of them snorted immediately, sporting a smug expression as if the world revolved around him.