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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

Representation War (Part 7)

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Compass Carburettor exhaled slowly as intense waves of exhaustion slammed into him. The chains of luck countered any of his intentions to flee while the ruination powers continued to weaken him. 

 

The tower gradually extracted his strength and created monsters out of them, filling up the rest of the tower with them.

 

He had been trapped in a vicious cycle of power loss. But more than that, Compass Carburettor was in a state of sadness, not at his plight, but at himself.

 

After all, the countless experiences in him were raving against him.

 

"You might be the primary experience, but this is mere foolishness." A middle-aged man that had lived the life of a merchant said, "I can relate with you the most as a fellow merchant. What you're doing is a fool's transaction."