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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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Final Stretch!

A Haggon was standing atop a hill, constantly scouring through its surroundings, just like the Haggons—part of the Secret Society—that were posted everywhere throughout the Mohart Dungeon. Suddenly, it noticed two figures appearing on the shores of a lake, conveying through telepathy, "They've appeared here, Lady Hekatra."

Once it relayed the location, Hekatra processed the information, conveying the message to the Dungeon Boss, "Your Majesty, they have been spotted. They are currently on Level 3."

"Alright." Smirking, the Dungeon Boss gave a command to all the Haggons in the area, "Swarm them!"

A Haggon had been sleeping while drooling, using a large boulder to rest its head. Suddenly, it was jolted awake by the Dungeon Boss's command, instinctively gazing at the commanded direction, getting up to roar once.

Simultaneously, Haggons roared from every direction before charging towards the lake.