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

"To test this thing out..." the boss muttered as she raised her hand to hide her lips.

I wouldn't be a man of a culture if I didn't notice the slight blush that blossomed on her cheeks.

"That's right," I nodded my head. "I believe it will be better if you find someone suitable before we actually spread this product to the brothels," I added.

In theory, everything that I was doing right now was to perfect the product that I would later sell to a brothel while claiming a hefty margin of its profits.

But it was only a part of what I had in mind right now. Sure, that was what I went with at the beginning, but now that I had the attention of the auction hall...

Why would I bother dealing with a brothel ever again?

It wasn't like I enjoyed going there to do business. I did so only because I just happened to have a nice idea that could sell and a brothel was the place where I would likely be able to sell it.

Change of plans