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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

The Power of Bad Luck

"It's…broken?" Compass Carburettor was shocked. After all, this was the strongest material that he was able to create using his abilities. But, the thing that shocked him the greatest, even more than it being severed into three pieces, was the fact that this happened without his knowledge.

He was unable to understand just how it had shattered. He was in the midst of killing Dullin when he inserted it into his throat. And when Dullin had spat it out, it was still in one piece.

Even when they were trading blows, Compass Carburettor noticed that there wasn't even a scratch on his energy blade sword. So, he was simply unable to understand just how this was possible.

'Bad…Luck? Was that it?' He frowned in thought, 'But, if that was possible, then why am I alive and only my sword was destroyed?'