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One Last System

Scorned by the world he was born in, Arthur had no other choice but to learn how to deal with it. Yet, just as his hard work and dedication were about to pay off, the hate towards his origins brought him to his death. But that wasn't his fate. His future wasn't supposed to end with his head cracking against the edge of the stairs. His bloodline could not die as that would be against the wish of the universe itself. Thrown to another world, he found himself in a situation where the skills and craft he honed would be no longer of use. His patience, his creativity, his logical thinking were no longer in demand in a world where strength reigned supreme. Or was it? "My system is overpowered. I'm not shameless enough to deny it." "Scores of women and slaves all around? Those are the wishes of a naive kid, not mine." "Lower the price of those apples by a quarter and we will have a deal!" "Dear, stop, I cannot hold any longer!" Jump in and follow Arthur's adventures as he proves that even the illogical world of sword and cultivation has its own rules. Laws, that one can learn, laws, that Arthur sets off to use to his own advantage! **** This novel will have some comedic elements, but it won't be the core of the story. I also won't hold back any punches when it comes to dark humor, heavy elements or morally ambiguous aspects. If you are looking for a fckboy/edgelord/cliche, then his novel is not for you. Discord: https://discord.gg/PNGgcMr

MotivatedSloth · Fantasy
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509 Chs

One dildo to rule them all

That was the moment. The one moment I was waiting for. 

Having a single bone actually work as intended could appear to be just a single small thing. But it was far more than that. 

It was proof that my concepts were correct. 

'If that's the case, then was it really the quality of the bones that botched the work before?' I asked myself, looking at the pile of scraps that my previous attempt brought forward. 

Whatever was the case, I didn't linger on the topic for too long. Right now, I lacked the knowledge and experience to judge the reason for my previous failures. 

Whether my guess was correct or not didn't matter. Because one of the main aims that I had for this job was already achieved. 

'Just like I thought,' I mused to myself as I quickly scanned through my system. 

The standard feeling of my stats growing was correct. And just like I hoped, my arcane weaponmaster finally raised up by a level!