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

"I'm but a slave... but thanks to this work, I got the meet with the master of formations," the Elder stated, his eyes clouding up a little. "That alone made all my former efforts worth it," the man said, his mind ascending somewhere far away.

"Yeah..." Mia nodded her head and muttered, unsure how she was supposed to react to this reveal.

'Master? What kind of Master? Did a genius formation master appear somewhere in the world recently?' Mia attempted to make sense of the Elder's words but gave up halfway.

She heard and knew too little to pass on any real judgment. For now, she was stuck with nothing more but wild assumptions, hoping that by analyzing them, she could figure out what the truth was.

That's why, when the formation master started wetting himself at the thought of yet another master, Mia kindly didn't bother to stop him or ask more.

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