300 Heroes of the Comics

When he had no limbs, besides chatting with people, he relied on the system to relieve boredom.

Therefore, a new option on the home page caught his attention long ago.

Chapter 023 The Beginning of Everything (fin)

- Make copies.

This inexplicable option appeared after the battle with the red dragon species.

Its function is also very simple, which is to make a copy of the system itself.

This copy will carry the same functions of the system he holds.

The only difference is that he can choose whether to change the hero interface.It is his freedom to keep the same hero interface as him, or to replace it with the interface of the hero he contracted.

"If you don't want to deceive people, then of course keep the original. There are too few heroes in my contract, and there is no particularly outstanding combat power."

With a wry smile, Cao Shurui muttered in such a low voice.

As a summoner, he is qualified but not qualified.

The result of his single-minded pursuit of power, mixed with small selfishness, resulted in insufficient quantity and quality of the heroes he contracted.

From this point of view, he is undoubtedly unqualified.

However, he who has defeated even the Red Dragons, and who has achieved the Summoner's graduation goal, is undoubtedly qualified.

However, Cao Shurui's idea is obviously superfluous.

"Ding!"

The familiar voice of the system rang in his mind.

"It is detected that the number of contract heroes is less than 100, and a new version of the system cannot be created."

With the corners of his mouth curled up, Cao Shurui turned off the system interface, closed his eyes and lay down.

At the end of the battle, he sacrificed the power of the ten incarnations—the power that had accompanied him for a long time.

However, he didn't regret it because—

"It's okay, just ask that guy from the war god to come back. He won't refuse the good thing that can make him lose."

Golden ripples appeared above the raised right hand, and the sacred relic of Veleslana fell into his hand.

"With this, we can meet again anytime, can't we?"

——I am really looking forward to seeing you again.

Whispering, he threw the holy relic casually, and before it fell into the golden ripples, he slowly closed his eyes.

A warm afternoon is the perfect time to take a nap.

The summoner, who had relieved his responsibilities and regained his freedom, became lazy after a long absence.

How long has it been since such a carefree afternoon nap?

……

In a trance, Cao Shurui felt his consciousness suddenly fall.

Muscles contracted instinctively, and he steadied his body silently.

The narrow six-square-meter room was the place he was most familiar with.

"... ah ah..."

A silent moan came out of his throat, and he felt a rush of heat welling up in his eyes.

"This is really... long time no see."

Despite the surging emotions, Cao Shurui restrained his breath and turned it into mist.

Not sure how I got back, but does it matter?

Maybe it's just a dream.

The system interface can still be opened as usual, and there is no restriction on the whole body, so it is impossible for him to be trapped.

If this is the world of the past, with his power, the whole world can be turned upside down overnight.

In this world where the highest force is only nuclear bombs or neutron bombs, there is no way to kill him at all.

But he didn't choose to go outside the room - even if it was the window that leaked into the red glow of the setting sun.

Upend a world?Is he free?

This kind of thing that is completely uninteresting and meaningless, he will not do it if you ask him.

In this world, where there is no magic power in the atmosphere, it's better to continue like this.

Maybe this is the best.

Thinking about things, Cao Shurui quietly waited for the passage of time.

There was no accumulation of dust in the room, neither on the furniture nor on the floor.

This is enough to prove that it is still "used" here.