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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

Thank You, Gallo

All this was happening while Compass Carburettor and Rhizen were focused on Bernata. The Systems Hosts were well aware that he was only able to deal with one of them at a time.

After all, facing two System Hosts would rapidly raise the number of variables that their Luck could take advantage of, causing more losses than benefits. Hence, only one System Host would be dealt with at a time.

And since they had yet to receive Bernata's Bullshit Luck, it meant that she wasn't killed. So, if they wished to do anything, they had to take action in this time period.

This was the reason Morlacle proposed a suicide plan against Gallo, feeling strange at Compass Carburettor's way of doing things.

Cough!

Bunuela was sent flying by Morlacle as her body of flames was almost scattered by the tornado he had unleashed.