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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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Overwhelming

"Why don't you reveal your identity before your demise? That's the least respect I can give to an old monster like you." Peika said as her Invoked Spirit clenched its scythe harder. The blade of the scythe was made out of water, one that could flexibly alter its shape.

It was this water that had extended in length before, using which Peika slashed the ship into two. It seemed that just like how Pilkan obtained the power of the mysterious mist, Peika similarly obtained the power of a mysterious form of water, one that seemed an impossible mix between water and oil.

Compass Carburettor felt the part of the ship he was upon sink into the waters at a decent pace, sighing as suddenly, mist gushed out of him in torrents, blanketing his figure. A flash of blue later, the mist was parted in two, but Compass Carburettor was nowhere to be found within the parted section.