The Hero Who Troubles the Heroes

"You can laugh if you want." Charles, who was sitting on the ground, said reluctantly, while turning a deaf ear to the sound of fighting outside.

Reimu with popcorn in her hand stood in front of Charles with a smile and looked at him.

"Prosperity...hahahaha..."

The laughter of the gods drifted in the stone chamber.

Having laughed enough, Reimu sat down next to Charles and handed him the popcorn in his hand, "I'll be a little bit shocked, I won't charge you for your money or your faith."

Charles took the popcorn, grabbed a handful and ate it.

"Huh?" Charles felt that the taste of the popcorn was familiar.

"Delicious, right?" Reimu said, "This is a practice from another world."

Charles nodded, grabbed another handful and ate it, but he suddenly realized that he was eating dog food, so he stopped.

Reimeng thought he was starting to feel sad again, so she took him into her arms, patted his back and said softly, "Good boy, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm here..."

If it weren't for him laughing again, Charles would really like to take the opportunity to rub for a while.

"When did you come here?" Charles asked. Reimu appeared after the rescuers came, which really surprised Charles.

"I heard that Maria was going to sing here, so I came here." Reimu said, "I didn't expect to see you being taken away. I'm still waiting for you to ask me for help."

Charles was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that he also likes to listen to songs. But then his face darkened, "So you saw it all?"

Reimu said "hehe" twice, then took back the popcorn in Charles's hand and continued to eat it by himself.

Charles found that He seemed very happy today. Just as he was about to ask, Reimu said, "Open your attribute board."

Charles was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that there are attribute boards in this world. He rarely touches this stuff. The last time he opened it was when Her Lady Queen gave him a big gift bag.

After opening the property board, Charles found that there was a change on it. The background color of the property board that was originally written on white paper became a dazzling colorful pattern, just like the chat background.

Although the personal attribute board can only be seen by oneself and not by others, it is obvious that Reimu can see it.

"Do you know what this attribute board represents?" Reimu asked Charles.

Charles shook his head, he really didn't know.

"It is an intuitive reflection of your soul." Reimu explained, "At the same time, your body and soul influence each other, so it can also reflect the condition of your body."

Charles nodded thoughtfully.

Then Reimu pointed to the bottom of Charles' attribute table, where there was a complex geometric pattern dominated by circles.

"What is this?" Charles asked.

Reimu replied solemnly, "Pet contract."

Charles blinked, looking at Reimu with a confused expression.

Today's Reimu appeared to be a little girl with short black hair and red eyes and a barren figure. When He first appeared, Charles was so frightened that he thought he was going to be blown up and buried in a cave today.

Reimu confirmed again: "It's the pet contract, how could I admit it wrong. It just hasn't been activated yet."

Then he said, "How about it, do you want me to activate it for you?"

"No no no!" Charles quickly waved his hand to refuse.

"I'm not afraid of anything you're afraid of." Reimu poked Charles in the head.

Charles grimaced, "Of course you're not afraid, I'm definitely afraid!"

At this moment, the scene of being led by someone wearing a collar on the street had already appeared in his mind.

"Don't worry," Reimeng finished eating the last bit of popcorn in her hand, "That little devil just planted a pet contract for you. She was called away before she could make you lose your mind and activate the contract."

"Ah... I would have blocked the outside voice if I knew it earlier."

Charles could only stare at the **** who watched the fun and didn't take it too seriously.

Then Reimu slapped Charles on the head fiercely, "Are you stupid, have you forgotten what your soul fused?"

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Charles suddenly realized, his right hand clenched his fist and smashed it on his left palm, then he remembered that a broken godhead was fused in his soul.

Reimu pointed to the background pattern on Charles' attribute board and said, "These patterns are the embodiment of those godheads. If this contract is activated, hehe...that would be fun."

"What will happen then?" Charles asked curiously.

"Backlash." Reimu replied.

Charles opened his mouth to say something, but stopped.

He asked, "So is there any way to erase this contract?"

"There are many ways." Reimu replied, "Bring the power of faith, let alone erasing it, even if you help you reverse the master-slave relationship of the contract."

Charles shook his head. In his heart, he was still very disgusted with signing slave contracts and pet contracts with intelligent races.

He wasn't interested in the traditional operation of sending alien slaves at the beginning of the journey to brave warriors.

"Okay, I'm going to leave." Reimu said to Charles, "I'm going to go far, and you won't be able to find me for a while."

This time Charles was taken aback, "Where are you going?"

Reimu smiled and shook her head, "That's indescribable."

He then said: "The harvest of those dream platforms is good. You should pay more attention to managing them when I'm not here. I left something in your dream, which is my gift to you."

Hearing that Golden Thigh was going to leave for a while, Charles felt a little regretful in his heart.

At this time, he remembered a few questions that had always puzzled him, so he pointed to the attribute board and asked, "Why does there exist such a thing as an attribute board?"

Reimu patted Charles' head, "Is it okay to talk to you about this when I come back?"

Charles could only nod in agreement, he asked again: "Excuse me, what are the 'level' and 'experience points' on the attribute board? Why does the body become stronger after the accumulation of experience points to a certain level, and why does the body become stronger after exercise? After that, even if you don't upgrade, will the value increase?"

Reimu pointed to Charles' attribute board and said, "This level represents the strength of the soul. When the soul reaches a certain strength, the power of the soul will feed back to the body, increasing the various physiques of the body."

"The so-called experience value~www.wuxiaspot.com~ is actually the embodiment of the accumulation of soul power. When a person kills a powerful monster, the soul power dissipated by the monster will be killed by the person who killed it because of the underlying rules of the world. Absorb a part of it, and the power of this part of the soul will enhance the strength of a person's soul. When the power of the soul accumulates to a certain level, a small breakthrough will occur in the strength of the soul, that is, an upgrade."

When Charles was about to ask a question, Reimu saw his mind and said: "The soul power of most intelligent races cannot be absorbed by other intelligent races, so there is no way to obtain so-called experience points by killing the same kind. The principle is too profound, so I won't tell you."

Then he pointed to Charles' skills, "These skills are imprinted on the soul, and you will understand when you have a deeper understanding of magic and divine arts in the future."

Charles nodded thoughtfully.

"That's why," Reimu poked Charles' head, "the godhead in your soul must be put to good use, instead of being left in a pool of stagnant water as it is now. Hurry up now to increase your strength, and in the future. It can be a little easier.”

Finally, he hugged Charles and said, "I hope I can see you when I come back."

After Reimu finished speaking, he left, and a storm surged in Charles' heart.

The information he got today is so informative that he couldn't digest it for a while.

But there is one thing he has figured out, that is, discovering the function of the broken godhead will be of great benefit to himself.