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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
Not enough ratings
1115 Chs

Let’s Play Detective

After parting ways with Ranze, Compass Carburettor appeared next to Grisha, gazing at the two Origin Beasts before her that were still unconscious.

"Let's do this." Compass Carburettor said.

"Then, I'll go first." Grisha said, "Just in case it doesn't work, retract the Warble in me."

"Alright." Compass Carburettor nodded, "Remember that it's 15 years old."

"I know." Grisha nodded as she closed her eyes, placing her hand on her forehead as soon after, a kite-shaped object resembling Darble appeared. It was her Warble.

Of course, Compass Carburettor had also Bestowed it to her, allowing her to revive without problems.

Similarly, he had done the same to Stencil too. Since she was his daughter, making her a member of Secret Society was too easy. And surprisingly, his abilities were effective on her too.