Overlord_Venus

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.
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I Hate Systems

A large boulder had been carved into a chair, atop which sat a Haggon, the strongest of its kind. It was bigger than all the Haggons, possessing grace, charisma, and an imposing presence unmatched by any.

Standing guard next to him was Hekatra, basking in nostalgia, now in bliss for being able to perform the same action that she had done a century ago. Currently, she was relaying all the information obtained through the prayers of Secret Society to the Dungeon Boss.

As his loyalty towards Compass Carburettor hadn't reached 100 yet, he wasn't qualified to possess Secret Society. And hence, Hekatra had to relay everything to him.

Cornering Regriel