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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[Sister novel released (Same Universe): "Post-Apocalyptic Dispatch Society"]
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I Hate Systems

"Shit!" Arnark's face paled in response as he hurried to Slayer's rescue, transmitting a message to the other party, "Master, it seems we played right into their trap. We need to retreat now!"

"No, we're not cornered yet." Slayer grunted as he harnessed his powers to gradually push away the formless suppression affecting him, getting up on his own before grinning, "I'm not weak enough to be taken down by a single Grade 3 System. Even Apocalypse failed to do that while in Zaira's presence."

"Well…I'm stronger than the Apocalypse you faced." The eye in the sky uttered as a heavenly hand pressed forth from the skies, parting away the clouds; even though nothing changed in the surroundings with the arrival of the massive hand, Slayer was mentally pressured.

"Kuk!" Slayer grunted as his body rapidly healed thanks to the Immortality of the Titans, "But…you're only a tad stronger than Apocalypse. That's nothing before…ME!"

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