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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

Dullin: Bad Luck System Host

"Whenever someone addresses me like that, it usually results in a bad news for me." Compass Carburettor glared at the man with the large build.

"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Calm your horses, my man!" The man with a large build waved his hands in a hurry, "Let's not behave like savages, shall we?"

He pointed at himself, "You can call me Dullin. My Martial Spirit is the Armoured Gorilla, and I'll be the reason for your bad luck starting today. That's from my side. What about you?"

"I have nothing to say to a dead man." Compass Carburettor snorted. 'If he's speaking the truth, then he's the Host to the Bad Luck System. But, what reason does he have to reveal his abilities to me?'