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

Quite a few cars crashed into each other and burst into flames. As for the people within, they screamed as their bodies burned. But after some time, they casually got out of the cars and rolled about on the ground, extinguishing the fire.

After that, they got up, uprooted some long grass and tied it around the melted parts of their bodies. They hadn't died yet, but whether they were truly alive or not was a question for another day.

Ignoring everything and hopping around was Compass Carburettor, landing on the roofs of one car before jumping onto the other.

He didn't recklessly use the ability of the boots, for that would simply waste his Darlac too much. There was still a distance of 70 kilometres left for him to reach Feora city, not to mention the distance he had to travel within.

Is Grass Scary?