God of Systems: Maker of Heroes and Villains - Chapter 167 A New Idea For System Upgrade

I wanted to be the hero but I knew in my bones that I couldn’t.

Ten years after the end of the world I struggled desperately to survive but I fell to my knees in the face of a great destiny.

“If only I were given one more chance.”

And like a miracle, another chance came.

It’s not like before, when I gave up and let go of everything.

I’ve had enough of playing the supporting role, now it’s time to rise above everyone else.

I’ll be the main character and reach for the stars.

A Professional Transmigrator meets a newbie Regressor.

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He lived an average, fulfilling life and died of old age. The next moment, he opened his eyes as the Princess of Asmaria.

While looking forward to his new life, he died again.

And so began his 151,897,914th life as Samur Eckart.

Samur is a Professional Transmigrator- or so he says so, as he gets transmigrated into a new world every time he dies.

However, each time, his memories return only moments before his death. If he successfully survives, he gets to live that life, if he dies, well, he just moves on to his next moment of death.

Once again on the verge of death as Samur, he’s saved at the last moment by a young boy.

Surprise, surprise, the young boy is a Regressor.

As a man of honour, Samur intends to repay his debt then leave because the world is too inconvenient to live in.

Well, that’s what he thought, at least, but the Regressor and his friends are kind of… weird, and he can’t seem to get away at all?

However, not everything is as it seems. Samur’s whims have made him the part of an eternal lie.

Shadows dance in glee as they concoct a requiem far grander than anyone can imagine, while the Lights tremble in delight as the apocalypse threatens the Universe.

The dies have been cast, the play has been written, the characters are on the stage, and the sacrifices have been made.

And so, it’s finally time to let this game begin.

Li Qingming: “Uncle Master, lend me your Purple Gold Eight Trigram Furnace to study alchemy!”Taishang Laojun: “...”Li Qingming: “Master, lend me your Pangu Banner!”Yuanshi Tianzun: “...”Li Qingming: “Uncle Master, lend me your Zhou Xian Sword Array for research!”Tongtian Jiaozhu: “...”Sanqing: “Qingmingzi, return my Eight Trigram Furnace (Pangu Banner, Zhou Xian Four Swords and Formation Diagram)...”Li Qingming: “Waga ga, let me study for a million years, then I'll return them to you!”

He was aloof, reticent, and indifferent to women. Many girls expressed their liking for him, but he refused all with three sentences: “No way,” “No need,” “No possibility.”Except for one person—her.Since she moved in and lived with his family, he changed a lot. The used-to-be aloof guy not only helped her with her homework but also protected her all the time. He liked to tease her every day.“Be good. I'll let you kiss me.”“I will only answer your questions.”“One wrong letter, one kiss.”