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

Mia's soft body was the greatest anti-stress ball that I could ask for. Surrounded by nothing but her warmth, I could put my mind at ease.

"This doesn't hold up, dear," Mia muttered. Even though she spoke against my guess, there was no disrespect in her voice. "How could this be the same world? Didn't you tell me that there was no spiritual energy on earth?" she pointed out.

And it was a valid point. A valid point... that brought me back to a very important saying, one that I never expected to see from this end.

"With technology advanced enough, you couldn't tell it apart from magic," I whispered.

It was a common quote back on earth, often used to treat those of a lesser civilizational level with disregard. And up until now, I was on the other side of the equation, looking down at those not blessed with advanced technology.

To whom it may concern