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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

Overlord_Venus · Fantasy
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1115 Chs

A Warrior Fights While The Commander Instigates

"Hiiik!" Grisha shuddered as she heard loud banging sounds on the door of the bathroom, flinching every time the sound resounded. Moreover, as she was using her hands to prevent the door from being broken through, she could feel the vibrations course through her body every time.

That wasn't all, as she was focusing on the door, she suddenly noticed a couple of locations on it through which the moonlight leaked through. Only now did she realise that the mosquitoes had pierced through the door.

Right as this thought resounded in her mind, a couple of needles pierced through the door, plunging into her palms, immediately siphoning some of her blood.

It was no different to a pair of sewing needles being plunged into her as Grisha shrieked from the pain, retracting her hand in reflex as she noticed blood dripping out of them.