mythical card maker

Chapter 18

"come back."

Zhou Chuan called softly, and the next moment he saw three cards rushing into his palm like tired birds returning to the forest, and melted into his heart again.

After taking a deep breath, he leaned down, picked up the nine cards scattered on the ground, and after simply gathering them up, sent them to the hands of nine people one by one, while not forgetting to say: "Acceptance."

The friendly and humble attitude made Jiu, who had lost two games in a row in a day, not feel any strange emotions.

There's no way, this is an extraordinary world where the strong are respected, and the winners have given face like this, so why should they complain as losers?

"Brother Chuan will treat us to a massage when we go back. One will beat nine of them. My buddy has been tortured by you."

One of Zhou Chuan's classmates was the first to react, and grabbed Zhou Chuan's shoulders, smiling half helplessly and half teasingly.

Zhou Chuan also said after a slight smile: "No problem, I will ask everyone to have a skewer later!"

These people are actually very potential card makers, and they are all fellow villagers. They have no enmity with each other. Of course, he will not look down on each other just because of a failure.

After a slap, you have to give a sweet date. In his previous life, he was able to control a group of old fried dough sticks as the project team leader in his early twenties. He still has this bit of courage.

"Congratulations."

Gao Chun looked at Zhou Chuan incomparably complicatedly, he really didn't expect him to be so strong.

Although the mental strength is still silver-level, but the card making level has far surpassed these people, even the card maker association in the city is afraid that President Fu can overwhelm him.

With such a terrifying talent, it's no wonder Yu Porridge has been calling him the "protagonist".

"Give."

Gao Chun handed back the school uniform jacket to Zhou Chuan, and sighed helplessly.

"Let's have barbecue together later."

Zhou Chuan put on his coat and smiled lightly.

Gao Chun also smiled and nodded in agreement.

"Congratulations to the students who successfully passed the preliminaries."

He Lengfeng came over at this time and explained: "Since our competition is to select a group of people to participate in the exchange meeting, there is no finals, and the entire competition system is only divided into four stages: preliminary rounds, preliminaries, semi-finals, and finals. .”

"That is to say, everyone will go to the province to participate in the rematch next week. In the next few days, you must concentrate and review the method of making skill cards and weapon cards. The questions for the rematch should be out of these two. .”

"clear."

Everyone nodded when they heard the words, and they didn't feel nervous.

Being able to get to this point has already exceeded their expectations. Just think about the extra points in the college entrance examination.

"Senior He, let's go to barbecue with us." Zhou Chuan issued an invitation.

"I have to go back to upload data, so I won't go, you guys have fun."

He Lengfeng shook his head, showing a stiff smile, and then moved closer to Zhou Chuan, speaking earnestly in a volume that only the two of them could hear:

"If someone from the Zhao family comes to you in the past few days, no matter what they say, don't agree. You must remember that your first priority right now is the competition and the college entrance examination. We'll help you sort things out."

"I understand."

Zhou Chuan was taken aback for a moment, and soon thought of what the "Zhao family" He Lengfeng was referring to.

It was a mighty force in a place in this province. The family business covered many fields. With its monopoly on some ancient knowledge related to ghost spirit cards, it was quite famous in the surrounding areas.

Even the material library and mental recovery potions for this preliminaries were provided by them.

But this does not mean that they attach great importance to the cultivation of local talents. Perhaps only the helm of his family and President Fu can explain the twists and turns.

"You don't have to worry too much. They still know how to restrain themselves, especially the Patriarch of the Zhao family is very knowledgeable. After the college entrance examination is over, they may give you some investment." He Lengfeng said again.

"I see, thank you senior for reminding me."

Zhou Chuan nodded, indicating that he understood.

After a brief farewell, he took the remaining 18 people to a cheap and affordable food stall in the local area.

Everyone was originally a student. After eating and drinking, the stress and boredom were quickly thrown away.

Especially Gao Chun, after three rounds of drinking, he began to complain with red eyes, and then grabbed Zhou Chuan's arm and chattered non-stop, with a "trick 0" appearance.

It didn't stop until he was knocked down by [Ghost Hitting the Wall].

After everyone laughed at this, they all went back to their respective houses, and soon there were only Zhou Chuan and Yu Congee left at the food stall.

"Hey, Zhou Chuan, my parents want to see you, can you come home with me later?" Yu Congee suddenly whispered.

"To your house?" Zhou Chuan couldn't help but twitch his eyebrows when he heard the words, and agreed after a little thought: "Okay."

"Yeah." Yu Congee's pretty face didn't reveal anything, but her pair of slender and long legs that kept swaying revealed her joyful mood at the moment.

Seeing this, Zhou Chuan couldn't help laughing in his heart, but then he looked at the ghost hitting the wall tightly in his hand, but fell into deep thought.

With his current mental strength and card making experience, what theme should he choose to make cards in the next round of rematch?

There is still a general target for the skill card, and the range of ghost weapons is a bit too big:
The suona that was blown from birth to the earth, the coffin-shaped sedan chair with the word "囍" written on it, the mysterious butcher's knife in the legend, the broom used to remove bad luck during the Chinese New Year, the left-handed ghost banners that are common in novels...

There are too many options for making, which makes Zhou Chuan a little tangled.

The so-called weapon card is different from the equipment that comes with some spirit cards. It is mainly held in the card's own hands, and it cannot be achieved without force.

But Zhou Chuan has such a personality. He not only pursues "coolness", but also requires that this first weapon card must have a bit of "torture" attribute.

It's not that he's not a good person, it's just that black and white impermanence, ghosts hit the wall, and dark peach blossoms set the tone. The prototype of the first deck has already deviated in this direction.

For the sake of overall coordination, he had no choice but to choose this kind of weapon with disgusting attributes.

At least in his heart, he has always been a decent person.

"Then choose it."

Zhou Chuan tapped on the wooden table, and couldn't help showing a faint smile.

Just at this time, the luxury car that came to pick up Yu Porridge home also arrived at the food stall, and the two got into the car together.

Through the deep-toned windows, Zhou Chuanyuan looked at this familiar yet unfamiliar scenery.

He has lived in this city for more than 30 years in his past and present lives, but this is the first time he has seen the scenery of this "rich district".

Just looking at the trees in this villa area, they are almost as tall as the building where his house is located.

"Tsk."

Zhou Chuan leaned back on the expensive leather seat, and his eyes fell on Yu Yuyu's delicate reddish side face.

Why didn't I see that this girl was still a little rich woman before?

"Look at what?"

Yu Congee bared her canine teeth and tilted her head arrogantly.

But he didn't mean to refuse at all.

(End of this chapter)