I Hate Systems

Heaven Grade Golems were terrifyingly tough, on par with Martial Providence Stage cultivators. And now that the Heaven Grade Bronze Golem placed the Heaven Martial Spirit of Putrid Crocodile in its chest, it was already able to use the Putrid attribute, unleashing a murky mist capable of corroding all living beings.

That wasn't all. It then activated the Crocodile attribute, causing a layer of defensive scales to form on its body, also giving it the means to swim through water easily.

In an instant, the Bronze Golem became even more terrifying.

Compass Carburettor clapped his hand, causing the Platinum Golem to come forward, unleashing a shockwave.

It had Holla's Heaven Martial Spirit, Sonic Light.

Instantly, he obtained four overpowered bodyguards, two of which were even capable of using abilities.

He obtained the Second Source Pill from the Bronze Golem, the Divine Sense Origin Art from the Gold Golem, and a Cultivation Technique from the Platinum Golem. All that was left now was the Silver Golem which had an Artifact inside.

He was curious about what it was from the start, as it only looked like a pouch. Compass Carburettor beckoned for the Silver Golem to hand over the Artifact, grabbing hold of it as he sensed that it seemed to be made of leather.

"What the…?" He shouted in surprise when the pouch turned into a ray of light and seeped into his body, making a circulation before fusing with his Ming Frog.

Compass Carburettor hurriedly took a seat and concentrated on his Mind Frog, sensing that the pouch had fused with the frog's stomach. When he probed it around, he noticed an almost bottomless space within.

But, it wasn't a space like the storage bracelet or his Dimensional Space. It was dedicated to the Mind Frog and was capable of storing memories within. Only aspects of the mind could be stored inside.

"Hmm, I don't think I'll have much use for it at the moment." He muttered while getting up, dusting himself while concluding, "Well, I'll think of a use for it."

Since the Artifact fused with the Mind Frog, it was more or less similar to an Origin Art. After all, every Origin Art he learned also modified the Mind Frog a little.

Compass Carburettor stored the four Heaven Grade Golems in his storage bracelet, relieved, "Thankfully, I have enough space."

After all, the space within the storage bracelet was pretty big, forming a cube with a side of fifty metres. After storing the four Heaven Grade Golems, Compass Carburettor also took the cage that was used to extract Martial Spirits.

Since it was even effective on Heaven Martial Spirits, he was assured that it would be able to extract all Martial Spirits.

Though, he was only interested in extracting Heaven Martial Spirits since only the Heaven Grade Golems were capable of storing and outputting their power.

Arriving at the core of the Imperial Treasury, Compass Carburettor noticed that quite a lot of Earth Grade Golems remained. There were some cultivators with Earth Martial Spirits here to obtain them. There were also some cultivators with Human Martial Spirits that were confident in their strength.

They were here to try their luck.

Compass Carburettor browsed through the golems, unable to find any Origin Arts related to his mind attribute. He did find some Earth Grade Bronze Golems with useful pills though.

'The other System Hosts would indeed invade the Gaider Realm in the future. So, I have to make my preparations.' He thought as such, planting his Sleeper Cell seeds in everyone, both human and golems around him.

The humans here could be considered the cream of the crop in the Gaider Realm. And if they came to his side, his advantages would only increase further, able to control them.

Moreover, each of the cultivators here came from their respective organisations. That would allow him to tap into their secrets too.

Besides, he didn't wish for them to lose their lives here while fighting the Earth Grade Golems.

Ten minutes later, all fighting stopped as everyone here became Sleeper Cells. Compass Carburettor then looked through the memories of the cultivators, equipping them with suitable Artifacts, Origin Arts, Cultivation Techniques, and Pills.

Everything that was of no use to him was used to strengthen them. He also planted Blood Vitality Grass in them, imparting the necessary knowledge in their Sleeper Cell seeds.

This way, they'll know the means to cultivate it and strengthen their bodies further. As he used his abilities more, he was gaining better means to work his way through everything.

Once he armed them all, he stored all the Earth Grade Golems in his storage bracelet. After that, the group exited the core region of the Imperial Treasury, returning to the inner region where there were only Human Grade Golems.

He didn't interfere here, only storing a couple dozen Human Grade Golems. He intended them to be manual labourers if he ever needed them. Since the storage bracelet was getting full, he couldn't bring in too many.

Human Grade Golems were pretty weak. So, he wasn't expecting much from them.

Finally, Compass Carburettor arrived at the outer region, also pocketing a few dozen Trash Grade Golems. Unlike other golems, quite a lot of Trash Grade Golems were only two metres tall. Meaning, he could use them for chores in his hospital.

As long as he cloaked them, he could use them freely in disguise. They weren't strong, but they would be useful once he planted suitable memories in their minds.

As Trash Grade Golems were in excess, none even noticed some of them disappearing. Compass Carburettor stole the smallest among the Trash Grade Golems, stopping when his storage bracelet's space was almost full.

"Alright, I've stolen pretty much everything." He muttered before exiting the Imperial Treasury, noticing the figures of Xuer and Bunuela stationed nearby, tending to their wounds.

They were severely injured though, with Xuer having lost a couple of fingers. It wasn't easy to corner Holla and Velcorn.

After all, when the two System Hosts entered the Imperial Treasury, Xuer and Bunuela had given chase. Unfortunately, there were too many variables here in the form of the golems, resulting in them suffering a defeat.

They then decided to recover from their injuries and camp at the entrance.

The moment he arrived, Bunuela frowned, noticing the uninjured state of both himself and the Claw Wolf he was riding.