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

'Ten hovers, that's the force we should be wary about,' Daniel thought while squinting his eyes.

The wait for the reply from the intelligence bureau was quickly turning into another source of worry.

"Normally they wouldn't take so long to answer a damn call…" Daniel muttered under his nose, stopping himself from analyzing the scenario before he would get all the data he could work with.

Trying to figure the situation out from the little that he knew at the moment would only lead him down the path of early assumptions and a natural desire to match them to reality rather than keeping his mind open for any new variable.

"This is seriously taking too long," Alice whispered while staring blankly at the flashing diode on the phone indicating that the phone was still trying to connect the call.

"Thank God, finally some connection!"

The voice suddenly exploded with a sound.

Blue alarm