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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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You’re Destined to Die By Her Hands

Skills!

What were they exactly? And in what form or substance do they exist as?

As Compass Carburettor began to think in such a line of thought, he noticed that the number of orbs being pulled towards the Essence Beast had reduced. This was despite there being the same number of orbs nearby as compared.

It wasn't a gradual decrease that might have resulted from the Essence Beast hitting its limit. No, this happened right after he made contact with Chenger's mind. Once he thought about that, a certain statement resounded in him.

A part of his Luck had been stolen by the Destiny Luck System.

He was unable to understand how this was possible. As what he didn't know was the fact that the Destiny Luck System had already devoured the Protagonist Luck System. Meaning, it was his natural counter.

That was why he suffered tangible damage from that exchange just now.