MotivatedSloth

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!


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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.

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One Last System

"You had this much space, yet you kept me outside..." I muttered as a wave of emotion washed over my head once again.

If that wasn't bullying, then I didn't know what bullying was!

The insides of the tent were separated into three areas.

Right in the middle was the common area, with all kinds of sofas, chairs, and places to take a seat. There was even a massive, circular table in its direct center, currently messed up by a huge number of papers scattered all over it.

I could see a makeshift kitchen, bathtub, and even what appeared like a toilet in the back!

The rest of the tent was focused on the rooms placed by its sides, each of which was equipped with a set of proper doors, unlike the entrance to the tent itself.

"It's all part of the job," the Overseer shook his head as he moved deeper into the area. He then picked up some drinks and food and brought them over to the main table of the tent.

The reason