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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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The Luck System

"Thank you, Gallo."

"I'm grateful for your help, Gallo."

"You're the best, Gallo."

"Gallo, I love you."

"Thank you for protecting us all along, Gallo."

Shouts resounded from all over the battlefield. And surprisingly, it wasn't just from the Gaider Realm's side. Even the enemies began to give their thanks. After all, they were those from the enemies that were lying wounded nearby when Gallo was running away as usual.

And without so much as a thought, he had healed them. Hence, they were grateful to him. Unfortunately, they only formed a minority and couldn't protect him from harm in the end.

"Director…" Gallo said weakly, staring at Compass Carburettor, "Thank you. I was happy during the time I spent at the Academy. You're an incredible person."

"You're hearing this…?" Compass Carburettor muttered softly, "This is all thanks to your efforts. You've earned so many friends."