Zongman, the harem life of the healing wizard

Life skills such as [Old Driver], [Super Hacker], and [Ghost Chaser] were listed, too numerous to count. Looking at the dense black words behind Nangong, Hestia was stunned.

Although he had confiscated clansmen before, he had never heard of a human being with so many "talents", not even the immortals most favored by the gods were exceptions!

The busty girl said blankly: "Why are Nangong-kun's attributes all question marks? He has 'development ability' without leveling up."

I see. Lv.0 indicates the initial ability value after rebirth.

Even if he was stripped of his divinity, Nangong Xuan possessed the dual physiques of a saint and a saint mother, and could improve infinitely with the courage of [Telekinetic Cannonball], and his stats had long exceeded the upper limit.

Unlike the later male protagonist who has an SS or even SSS rating, the current "system" is simply unable to recognize it.

Nangong was not too sure, and only said: "Maybe it was a bug."

"I've never heard of such a thing. Humph, it's no big deal. It turns out you don't know magic either."

The loli goddess spoke in a sour tone and pretended nothing had happened, and finally managed to get back some face.

How could a god's talent be inferior to that of a mere mortal? But what else could a move that allowed him to change his clothes at will be but magic?

Nangong Xuan just remembered that the magic requirements of the Earth Dislocation Plane were quite demanding. Not only did he have to recite the spell, but ordinary magic could not be cast while moving, and was easily interrupted during battle.

The super powers and magic seized from Magical Index should be able to perfectly integrate into the power system of this world.

Give it a try!

Nangong's mind moved, and the words "Marble Phantasm" suddenly appeared in the magic column.

[Imagination Manifestation]: A collection of all supernatural powers, totaling 1,001 types. No casting required, no consumption, no CD required, just focus to activate.

"No... no chanting magic, and it doesn't consume mental energy?"

Hestia rubbed her eyes, unable to believe her own eyes.

Magic that doesn't require chanting is rare, but this man seems to have a thousand and one kinds!

"This is my...original magic." Nangong said calmly.

It is true that innate magic corresponds to acquired magic inspired by God's gift. Otherwise, Hestia would not have wanted to recruit him into the family just because she saw him performing "dress-changing magic" on the street.

"You're breaking the rules. What the hell is that hero's job? I've never heard of it!"

Hestia was no longer able to complain about this chaotic "system".

The heroes in "Recovery Warlock" are professional counterparts to the Earthly Witch. As long as you team up with the heroes, you can get double the experience bonus, which is also the reason why the harem in "Magic Index" grows so fast.

Not only that, the hero's body fluids can allow any race to break through the level cap. Replenishing magic is useful for people with super powers, and it is more likely to shine in this plane.

The Nangong family was born with a golden finger called "The Healing Brave".

When Nangong Xuan tried to use [Reply], the words displayed in the magic column changed. [Imitation], [Improvement], [Degradation], [Copy] and [Plunder] were all listed.

Because they are both derived from [Reply], they are considered to be the same magic.

"Recovery magic? The most sought-after type in the dungeon!" Hestia's eyes lit up.

Nangong smiled and said, "As you can see, I'm a healing sorcerer who is not good at fighting."

"But, under the grace of God, everyone's magic capacity is fixed. Most people only have 1 to 3 fields, and many people cannot learn a single magic in their entire lives." The busty girl asked in confusion, "Why does Nangong-jun's magic keep changing and even break through the upper limit?"

It turns out that this world has a limit on magic slots.

Just as the original version of [Imitation] only has five grids, the extra skills will be forgotten after a month. Nangong Xuan used [Complete Memory] to overcome the shortcomings of [Reply].

That's not enough.

Nangong Xuan communicated with his clone in heaven with just one thought.

"Change the rules for me. The amount of magic that each person can learn increases according to their level, and a new magic slot is added at each level."

"As ordered."

The god Nangong used the [Divine Right] to rewrite the phase and tinker with the "system". He did not need to inform the gods of the earth, and no one dared to object.

I took the initiative to give up so much "magic" and turned the early stage development into difficult mode, which showed my sincerity.

Nangong Xuan can switch the loaded magic after leaving the battle, which is acceptable. [Fantasy Manifestation] is classified as a single magic, which is very convenient.

If you want to use multiple magics at the same time, you must follow the rules you set.

There is motivation to upgrade.

The healing wizard who adapts to local customs is eager to [imitate] interesting new skills. Just like rebirth, every time he travels in the future, he should give priority to acquiring new abilities.

This is a game of gods, but I am the GM.

When Nangong Xuan transformed into a robe, Hestia reluctantly withdrew her gaze. Not only was she attracted by his ability, but also by his strong physique full of masculinity.

How many secrets does this man still hide?

The loli goddess didn't even notice that she was beginning to feel very curious about him.

"Oh, by the way, there is another step in God's gift, which is to listen to the wishes of the clan members."

"We are not gods anymore." Nangong smiled calmly, "Then let's exchange wishes with each other, as companions."

Companion...?

The softest part of Hestia's heart was touched.

"As for me, I want to build a big, warm family, even more powerful than Loki's family! I'm not mature enough now, so I'll follow Nangong Jun to figure out how to become a god. Let me make it clear first, if one day I take back the power and rebuild a Hestia family, you are not allowed to stop me!"

The stupid goddess convinced herself with this reason.

Nangong smiled and said, "Okay, I'll help you."

"Well, let's make a promise~"

Their fingers finally touched each other.

After all, the first step to integrate into this world was to take advantage of the Lord God, so Nangong Xuan naturally had to repay her "favor".

"What's your wish, Nangong-kun?" Hestia asked curiously.

Nangong thought for a moment and said, "Well... let's start a harem in the dungeon."

"Eh--"

Since he has traveled to the second dimension, of course he will only accept beautiful girls as his followers.

I am the ancient Greek god in charge of the harem.

Chapter 146 Hand-Rubbed Statue of the Goddess

There have been strange noises coming from upstairs since a while ago.

Sometimes there is a bright golden light, and sometimes there is a strong shock.

The old man was guarding the shabby bookstore, trembling with fear. He didn't know what the Lord God was doing, and the old temple was no place for a great god like Hestia.

Telekinesis!

"Crash-"

Nangong Xuan controlled the books all over the sky and returned them to their original positions, which amazed the Lolita goddess. When she noticed the mess at the scene, she felt quite embarrassed.

How could a good induction ceremony turn out like this?

"let's go."

"Ok!"

Nangong didn't know yet that his unintentional action had caused the book-loving Hestia's favorability to soar.

"I didn't read any books today. When will I have enough money to buy a room full of books? I've decided. My ideal is to open a bookstore after I graduate from adventurer." The loli goddess said happily.

Nangong said: "Your wishes are really fickle."

"Women are always fickle, Nangong-kun."

Hestia looked around but couldn't find the book she was looking for, so she had to give up.

When the young boys and girls came down from the second floor in disheveled clothes, the store manager showed a meaningful expression. I heard that there are some fickle goddesses, but I didn't expect that even the Holy Fire Goddess...

"Sir God, you have finally grown up."

The white-haired old man coughed, then took out an ancient, heavy book. The cover read "Dungeon Oratoria".

Hestia was stunned and said, "Huh? It's my favorite..."

"It's not a bestseller. Adventurers of this era have begun to forget this forgotten story. I kept it because I saw that Lord God liked it. Today, you have found your own family, so I will give this book to you as a gift. Please accept it."

"Thank you, grandpa!"

Hestia jumped up with joy, her twin ponytails flying up. The store manager's eyesight was blurry, but Nangong could see the lively and busty loli.

Lord God understands human nature very well.

"Thousands of years ago, there were stories of heroes who left great achievements in the labyrinth city of Orario. The strongest hero sacrificed his own life to destroy one of the Dragon King's eyes before finally repelling him..."

On the way back, Hestia hugged "The Sacred Tale of the Labyrinth" tightly, obviously cherishing the gift offered by mortals, and then chattered to Nangong about the stories in it.

From then on, the Age of Great Heroes began.

Nangong Xuan couldn't help but recall the famous lines from One Piece. He couldn't help but want to tell Hestia that the store manager seemed to be sending you away like a plague god, as if to say, "I'll give it to you, don't come here for free next time."

"The old man was really reluctant to let me go. I told him that I was going to start my own adventure and might not have time to read books anymore. He was so moved that he cried."

"Yes."

Nangong rubbed the head of the loli goddess. He had touched nearly two dozen twin ponytails so far, and he was familiar with it. Tying a goddess as a follower was like a sister to him.

Hestia complained, "Don't touch my head, it won't grow!"

"Aren't you the eternal goddess?"

"...Yes."

Nangong smiled and said, "Since you like reading so much, I will tell you a story tonight."

"One Thousand and One Nights?"

Hestia became interested and thought it was one of the 101 kinds of magic. I heard that there were elves who learned special magic to break through the upper limit of three slots, but this was the first time I encountered such a monster in reality.

"One hundred and three thousand magic books, myths from another world, enough for you to read."

"Hey?"

In the setting sun, Hestia looked at the figure of the black-haired young man, who looked like an ancient hero before God bestowed his blessing.

If it is this person, maybe it will really bring about an interesting family adventure. He is a hero... no, an unprecedented brave man.

The busty beauty followed closely and kept up with the footsteps of the "Lord God".

Nangong thought to himself: I didn’t see the protagonist, but I got Hestia’s first time… I tried to recruit people, but ended up being recruited.

In other words, the plot hasn't started yet?

At the same time, a young man with white hair and red eyes was running in the streets.

"Please accept me as your dependent. I can do anything!"

Today, Bell Crane was rejected again and again, and he was exhausted. After all, he was not favored by the goddess of fate. No one wants a young man who dreams of becoming an adventurer.

The mortality rate among newcomers is very high.

It is not surprising that among the adventurers who are more than half at level 1, most of them are rookies who are not worth training. Many people will accept their fate after their youthful enthusiasm is exhausted, and honestly make a living and stay in the safe zone.

Without God's gift, one is destined to live a mediocre life.

At this time, Jian Yulei, who was working at a potato ball stall, returned home and saw the lonely boy sitting at the door.

"Boy, what's wrong with you?"

Bell raised his head and looked at the male main god who looked miserable. It was said that he was a famous war god from the Far East.

"Well, I want to be an adventurer! But my ability is too low, so no one wants me..."

“Very motivated.”

Looking at the white-haired boy, Jian Yulei couldn't help but think of his colleague at the booth. That stupid goddess who was working hard to recruit followers every day, and he didn't know if there was any progress.

"Everyone starts at the bottom. Everyone started as a rookie. It's no big deal."