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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

Martial Origin Stage!

Swish!

The Essence Stones slowly turned into powder as all the Origin Essence stored within them gushed out and swirled into the blurry figure of the Mind Frog. Even the Origin Essence in the air was pulled towards it as Compass Carburettor focused, grunting in response.

He had to focus all his willpower on it and ensure it wouldn't explode. After all, a single misstep would cause the high-pressured vortex of Origin Essence to explode, resulting in his death. 

To ensure foreign luck wouldn't disturb him, Compass Carburettor had been gradually developing his reserve of luck. It had already recovered to an optimal level.

The Origin Essence in him was already of a high enough potency, not to mention its staggering quality. And now, the Mind Frog was greedily absorbing even more Origin Essence from the surroundings and the Essence Stones, placing a burden on his willpower.