Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
I, The Dragon Overlord
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 927: Instant Kill
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1132- Slave race
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 25: The Demonoids Living in the Human World
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 597: Your Majesty, Please Abdicate
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3817: The Illusionary Ancestor
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 301: What is in His Body
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 223: Lose to Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1131- Changing order
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 926: Jadefication
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 925: Pill Master
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1130.5- Cloud Peak delicacies (2)
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 596: Uncle and Nephew (8)
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3816: The Master of Profound Secrets
“Why can’t I recruit troops anymore?” Shu Yichao fiddled with the screen, hoping to use his starting fund to recruit some soldiers, only to realize that he was unable to do so.
What was even weirder was…
“I can’t recruit troops, but I can directly recruit heroes? What is with this setting?” Shu Yichao fell into deep thoughts. “And the page for recruiting heroes looks the same as the page for inviting a friend into a mod in the original Beacons of the Otherworld.”
Beacons of the Otherworld was one of the most successful games back then, so it went without saying that it allowed users to interact with one another too.
“Is the translation correct?”
Shu Yichao tapped into ‘Heroes Recruitment’. Only one hero was colored; the rest were grayed out.
“Isn’t this the same as inviting a friend? The only one who is in the same psionic frequency as me is… Miazova? Do I have such a person in my friend list?”
Shu Yichao tried to check the person’s profile, only to accidentally tap on the ‘Recruit’ button.
Ksh!
Space shattered like a mirror, revealing a distorted, blood-red scenery.
Tok tok!
A figure reminiscent of a metal tower walked out of the shattered space with heavy footsteps, and the space behind them immediately recovered as if it had been an illusion.
“It really is inviting a friend to help?” Shu Yichao was speechless. “What kind of nonsensical scenario is that? The players are heroes? Uhh, I guess that isn’t exactly wrong.”
Players tended to be much fiercer than NPC heroes anyway.
Shu Yichao was certain that the person he had summoned was a player because of their mishmash of equipment.
He wore a combat helmet with a gas mask, along with a bamboo hat. His body was even more heavily armored than the Metal Fortresses, with an army pixelated uniform on the inside. On his waist was a military water bottle and shovel.
In his combat gloved hands was a red-tasseled spear, whereas his legs were covered in a pair of military boots.
It was bizarre…
It felt like he was cosplaying multiple characters at once.
The invited friend fir
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