Samsara Paradise: You Call This a Charming Summoner

In the ruthless reincarnation paradise where killing comes first, there is a common sense: Charm is the most useless attribute, and physical negotiation is the only truth. Until that man appeared. With a very high initial charm and a very deceptive and friendly face, he resolutely embarked on the route of "cross-border summoner". The veterans in the paradise shook their heads: "What's the use of being good-looking? In this meat grinder, if you are not ruthless enough, you will never survive in the world!" However, while others were still fighting for a few points of camp reputation, he was already sitting and drinking tea with the leader of the plot force; while other contractors were being chased all over the place by difficult bosses, he relied on the favorability brought by his super high charm and the special contract rules to gradually transform those unruly and strong men into his own exclusive summons. The style of painting started to look wrong. In a certain battle for the world. Seeing the cold swordsman standing behind the male protagonist, casually killing the enemy's main tank, and several oppressive alien elites, the enemy contractor collapsed: "Why?! Why would those extremely arrogant and top-level experts be willing to be his summons!" The male protagonist pushed up his glasses and spread his hands helplessly: "Probably because... I am more approachable and the conditions offered are very good?" Everyone pointed at the murderous group of elite family members behind him who were skillfully touching corpses to open treasure chests, and roared at the top of their lungs: "You call this a fucking charming summoner?!"