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

"Okay..." I muttered while midair.

The momentum of my lunge that carried me upwards like that turned my landing into a crash site.

Instead of just landing on my own two feet, I hit the ground with my very ass, only for it to drag itself through the dirt and mud, leaving a long, thin trail in its wake.

As much as I wanted to scream my pain out, I knew better than uttering any loud noises in the forest.

Sure, at my current level, hardly any monster could even be considered a threat.

The animals that I used to hunt in the past were now nothing more but cannon fodder for me. The second any of them would dare to retaliate, I would just smash several bolts into them before grabbing the loot and moving on.

Oppresive feeling