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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

I’m The Dragon of Systems

"Hazen…?" Compass Carburettor muttered, sporting a bit of hope that shattered in an instant upon noticing the parallel thoughts shared between him and the Secret Society member get cut off.

"Graaahhh!" The Secret Society member forming his right-hand in terms of value, one whose Dreamland was created by absorbing fragments from the Core skill Manifestation and Genre Representation now screamed in pain as he turned insane.

The cause was, of course, Hazen. In the final moments, while protecting Stencil, a wave of collective consciousness flooded thanks to the Regression System's actions. Hazen was impacted by them as a good chunk of the quantity invaded his mind.

It forced him into a state of unconsciousness. And now, it seemed that they were wrestling with him to dominate his body.