Why is this main god space a sewing monster!

Chapter 1553: Monkey! Compensate for my computer!
【People finally realized that the world could no longer withstand the destruction of the powerful force of runes. A special group called summoners created a competition ground. All disputes will be resolved in the competition ground. Summoners will summon powerful heroes to fight in the competition ground. In the end, the summoners and heroes who destroy the enemy base crystal will win. This is the League of Legends! 】

However, compared with the grand background story, the heroes, or summoners, in the battleground are obviously not that high-end. Not only are they not high-end, but their quality is also not high.

"The jungler is picking Ganoderma lucidum for you in the jungle?! Why don't you come and join the team!"

"Fuck you!!"

"Haha, he's been jungling since the beginning. My Nasus's Q is stacked up. What is Lee doing?"

"What else can I do? Save up some money for my wedding gift!"

Obviously, this is Zaun.

In a dilapidated residential building, a few rays of slanting sunlight leaked through the gaps in the yellowed curtains, casting tiny spots of light on a computer desk piled with instant noodle buckets. An uncle wearing flip-flops, with an unshaven beard and a decadent face, and a broken sword on his waist, was playing games calmly, his calloused fingers flying on the mechanical keyboard, and a half-smoked cigarette in the ashtray was emitting green mist.

The jungler on the screen gave away another blood, but he didn't even raise an eyebrow - after all, he was the jungler who was attacked by everyone.

"Hey! Pujiezi! It's time to pay the rent!"

The lion's roar that shook the entire residential building caused dust to fall from Xuanyuan's head continuously. The grayish-white dust fell on Xuanyuan's body, especially on his greasy hair, but Xuanyuan did not even lift his eyelids.

Picking his ears and completely ignoring the noise of debt collection outside, Xuanyuan originally wanted to go and farm some more jungle, but at this time the hero he was controlling had stopped all actions. When the screen zoomed to the base, the broken stones on the ground and the extremely familiar scene said it all.

"Tsk."

As the game failed, Xuanyuan leaned back in his cracked flip-flops, and the rusty scabbard knocked against the back of the iron chair with a dull sound. Xuanyuan scratched his greasy hair and slowly opened the door.

"Landlady, why are you so anxious? I'm only two months late on the rent, right?"

Xuanyuan leaned on the doorstep, closed his eyes after saying this, and began counting silently.

'3, 2, 1'

Sure enough, when the three-second countdown ended, the entire residential building could hear the lion's roar.

"You loser, if it wasn't for my son getting into college, I would have tolerated you for two months out of fear of bringing bad luck. Now he's already gone to college! And you still dare to delay the rent?! This is my son's living expenses!"

"It's great to go to college. I can read a lot of books."

"Humph! But my son wants to be a lawyer or a doctor in the future!"

The landlady with her hair full of plastic curlers finally relaxed her expression a little. After all, in her heart, she was absolutely proud of her son Ah Xing. Even the compliments from this old loser could make her a little happy.

But she was only happy for a moment. When she thought about how her son was fooled by this old loser when he was a child into learning some crappy Kung Fu, such as "Human Emperor Divine Fist", "Super Extreme Cone", "Wukong", "Complete Qigong", "Ashura War Body" and the like, and almost delayed his studies, the landlady's face immediately fell.

Especially those crappy Kung Fu books, which were sold for five bucks a copy!

The toilet paper at the entrance of the village can't be sold for five yuan a roll! "So is it a doctor or a lawyer? These two are not the same profession at all. Although the difficulty of the examination is ranked first, how can a doctor become a lawyer? How can a lawyer become--"

A slap landed directly on Xuanyuan's face. The landlady said to Xuanyuan expressionlessly, "I will come to collect the rent in three days. If I don't see the rent in three days, you will get out of Pig Cage Village."

boom!
The door was slammed shut. Xuanyuan, whose nose was red from being hit by the door, hissed in pain and moved back to the computer. His hand, which was about to touch the cigarette box, suddenly froze. He saw the screen clearly. The person who shattered the base on the screen was actually a short young man holding an iron rod. He looked like a monkey?

"Hmm? That's not right. Is there a monkey in this round?"

The weathered and decadent uncle suddenly narrowed his eyes, his flip-flops slid on the ground, and his whole body moved a lot closer to the computer screen. At this moment, he wished he could stick his face to the computer screen, because he remembered clearly that there was no monkey at the beginning of this game.

The uncle tilted his head, and suddenly he had a strong sense of familiarity.

The short young man who suddenly appeared was the most familiar to him, and looked like an old friend.

Next to the short young man who blew up his own base with a stick, there was a young man with a sword, a young woman, and a creature with a dazzling light particle shape.

The sword-wielding boy stood beside the young man, holding the hilt tightly in his hand, with a hint of nervousness in his eyes, looking at the bright light from time to time. This scene reminded Xuanyuan of his past self. For some reason, Xuanyuan always felt that this boy was very similar to his past self, not because he and the boy both used swords, but because Xuanyuan saw a hint of his own shadow in the boy.

Xuanyuan's back straightened unconsciously, not only because he felt as if he saw his past self, but more importantly because of the young woman. He didn't know why, but he instinctively felt an indescribable respect for her.

And the group of leaping light particle creatures made him feel an almost instinctive awe - even through the display screen, his fingertips were trembling slightly, as if he was about to type out a poem of praise on the keyboard in the next second.

something's wrong
Just as he was trying to dig out the source of this familiar feeling from the depths of his memory, an iron rod wrapped with mysterious runes suddenly penetrated the display screen! The rod was glowing with the faint light of the beginning of chaos, and it hit him firmly in the face.

"boom!"

The monitor was shattered, the mainframe fell to the ground, and the keys on the keyboard were flying around like flowers from heaven. Xuanyuan fell flat on his face along with his chair, but luckily he was fine.

"We're here! This is the last stop!"

An angry voice came from the broken screen. The light particles condensed into a human shape and shouted, "Which psychopath designed these nesting dolls? It took several years just to get here!"

Xuanyuan struggled to get up from the ground and stared in amazement at the four people who emerged one after another from the broken display screen.

Suddenly, he smiled.

An old friend, a teenager, a weirdo, and a person who cannot be spoken of.

Let’s not talk about the other three for now, old friend, that’s really an old friend.

"You bastard! Pay for my computer!"

(End of this chapter)