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

"Damn, that was tiring," I moaned while stretching my arms up.

"You really are something else," the boss chuckled, resting herself against the backrest of her chair.

Just the fact that this woman was willing to be my guarantor while submitting the quota told me everything that I wanted to know.

There was no love between the sect and the other powers at play in the city!

'Sure, this isn't their main base, but I'm not going against the entire sect either,' I thought. I then took a deep breath and lowered my eyes right on the woman's face.

"Well, everything depends on the question of whether I can make it," I replied, moving my attention towards the smaller details of the deal we just made. "That's why, I hope you could push this meeting a little," I added.

Delegating the tasks