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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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Sleeper Cell

In terms of being an actual doctor, Compass Carburettor knew shit about it, incapable of differentiating even the simplest of symptoms.

So, the gimmick was only of him treating physical injuries and mental illness.

After he cured the patient, Compass Carburettor didn't immediately wake him up, recovering his Origin Essence using Essence Stones first. He then focused on the patient's mind, leaving a mental cue there.

Origin Art—Sleeper Cell!

As the term implied, this ability planted a mental cue in the minds of the target, like a seed. And, when the necessary conditions were achieved, this seed would sprout, causing the target to perform certain actions.

Until then, they would be living their lives normally.

Though, what he made the targets execute wasn't anything serious.