My Guild Members Are All Sandbox Players

Year 632 of the human calendar. The sixth prince of the Kingdom of Kassel, Renn, was born without magic power and was a "cursed child". He was deprived of his surname and exiled to a small border village. I thought I would spend the rest of my life here in the future, but unexpectedly awakened the summoning system of another world—— Relying on the system, Renn can collect templates of different races and professions, summon souls from Blue Star, shape their bodies, and give them professional templates. I thought I could form an "Immortal Army" to conquer the world. But I didn't expect... "President! My leg was eaten by a slime, is there any way I can save it?" "That's an ooze monster! It's hopeless. Let's take another life." "President! Do you think the meat skewers I grilled using the fireball technique taste delicious?" "Xiangxiangxiang (perfunctory)." "President! Can you lend me some travel expenses? I want to go to the capital to write novels and make a lot of money!" "No money, get out!" "President! How big is the fish I caught today?" "..." Renn looked at these fellow idiots and fell into a long silence. "It seems that you still have to rely on yourself..." Unknowingly, he has reached the top of the world by constantly collecting professional and racial templates and adding them to his own.