mythical card maker

Chapter 7 Heroic War Horse
The next morning, the sky was slightly dewy.

The father and son returned home, in order not to worry Zhang Yingli, they tacitly concealed what happened last night.

They pawed at the steaming food and finally dispelled some of the haze brought by Odin.

"Son, are you going back to school this afternoon? Go back and rest first, Mom will call you at noon." Zhang Yingli said, looking at her absent-minded son.

"Okay." Hearing the words, Zhou Chuan ignored the pleading eyes of Comrade Zhou, and entered the room very unjustly.

As a wife and mother, Zhang Yingli couldn't see the difference between the two, so she asked, "What happened last night?"

"Daughter-in-law, you don't know that our son is actually a genius!"

"genius?"

"That's right! It's up to me. I think I was actually very talented in card making back then. If it wasn't for the teacher who tested my talent..."

"Don't be ridiculous!"

"Ahem, our son created a purple spirit card."

"Purple card?!"

When the two chatted here, they began to lower their voices.

Zhou Chuan was not interested in eavesdropping on the whispers of the old couple, so he began to lie on the bed with his eyes closed.

It's like an electronic device that's out of freshness. In the past two days, he hasn't been full of energy.

"I don't know if I can get enough sleep in the morning. I really can't go to school in the afternoon to catch up on sleep. Without the old horse's [scientific card making and data principles], I can't sleep well."

Zhou Chuan thought to himself, and slowly closed his eyes.

Although he always felt that he seemed to have forgotten something, he was instantly overwhelmed by the flood of drowsiness and exhaustion.

……

"I've been struggling with..."

Zhou Chuan slapped subconsciously, and instantly took a picture of the phone back to the card form.

Since these two days have been quite busy, he has not had time to digest the physical strength he has gained from creating [Black Impermanence], so until now he is still in a state of "unable to function freely".

In addition, he has not been tested by a professional instrument, and he is not sure how strong he is now, so he will probably be able to wrestle with Ke Xue No. 1 Kyogoku.

"Sleep for a while?" Looking at her sleepy-eyed son, Zhang Yingli couldn't help asking.

"Yeah." Zhou Chuan nodded and said, "There's still a lot of work to be done at the school. I have to go there right away after dinner."

After finishing speaking, he sat down at the table, ate some food, and quickly went downstairs.

Facing the bright summer sun, Zhou Chuan took out a card with a green border from his heart.

Last night, the vice-chairman of the Hundred Lakes War Card Masters Association hurried over and stuffed this card into his hand without any explanation. He only said "Come on for the college entrance examination" and dragged a group of operators to a meeting.

As an apprentice card maker, Zhou Chuan actually prefers to create cards by himself.

But after all, this was the kindness of the elders, and the green quality mount was too cool. Zhou Chuan really didn't have any intention of rejecting it at the time. He said thank you, and put the card into his heart .

After returning home, I took out the face of the card and looked at it, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: It smells so good!

Real name: Heroic Soul Warhorse

quality: green

Category: Spirit Card (Mount · Ghost)
Introduction: Soul Comes Back...

Traits:

[Knowing the way]: Excellent war horses can easily remember the way they came, and will not easily get lost in the long journey.

[March in a hurry]: Since ancient times, soldiers have been valued at speed.With it, you will be a warrior who charges at the forefront of the battle (or a fugitive who escapes a hundred steps in the blink of an eye).

Following Zhou Chuanxin's words of "summoning", a skeleton warhorse covered in broken leather armor slowly stepped out of the dark blue fire whirlpool, and every time it raised its hooves and neighed, pale flames would escape from its bony nostrils .

It is indeed not as tall and majestic as Odin's eight-legged steed [Sleipnir], but it has an irresistible desolation.

Looking at this undead horse, Zhou Chuan suddenly awakened the attributes of a "scumbag". He forgot about his beloved car [Old Man Le] that he had been following for three years, and embarked on the road of becoming a "Ghost Rider" instead. .

"Let's go!"

Zhou Chuan got on his horse and gave an order with pride. The horse galloped immediately, hitting the ground with all four feet in a rhythm like percussion music, which was enough to make people's blood spurt.

At the time when the sun is clear after the rain and the pedestrians are at their peak, Zhou Chuan's galloping all the way can be said to have attracted a lot of attention.

You know, in a small third-tier city like Baihu, green quality mount cards are already rare, no less than supercars in the normal urban world.

But such a valuable spirit card is being used by a teenager wearing a high school uniform, how can it not make people think about it.

So he walked all the way until the school gate, watching the flashing lights one after another, Zhou Chuan suddenly missed his old man Le.

Faced with such a "highlight moment", there is no darkness, only embarrassment.

He felt like a fat panda being watched by hairless monkeys mating in the breeding base.

"Seeing the young master having fun, this old servant is really happy!"

Back in class, Zhou Chuan saw a tall, delicate girl greeted her with a smile.

"Do you think I look happy? Miss Cao looks radiant, and she has finished the [-]-word self-criticism?"

Zhou Chuan replied unceremoniously, the two of them have been in the same class since kindergarten, and they have known each other for a long time in the past and present, so they can be regarded as childhood sweethearts.

——Most twenty people can't find a partner yet, and they can get married directly on the spot.

"A Chuan, I'm really anxious if you want to talk about this again!" Cao Yan became a little annoyed, and her canine teeth were slightly exposed, as if she was about to bite someone.

That was two years ago, when she returned to school at the beginning of the first semester of high school, because she didn't do her homework, with the tacit consent of the whole class, she burned the homework of the whole class, but she happened to be caught by the class teacher Liang Bing. He was fined a [-]-word self-criticism.

Afterwards, all the students in the class felt guilty. After all, no one had finished writing the bullshit "Happy Winter Vacation". Cao Yan's move can be said to be a way to turn the tide, and only Zhou Chuan dared to make fun of her "benefactor" ".

After all, he stayed up all night for the [-]-word self-criticism, and helped save [-] yuan overnight, but the remaining half, Cao Yan, dragged on for two years.

To this day, the five thousand he worked so hard to write has become a waste manuscript.

"I won't talk nonsense with you anymore." Miss Cao waved her hand grandly, expressing that she no longer cares about it, and then said, "Is there any clue about the competition?"

"It's done."

"Is that the undead warhorse? Brother nb!"

"……Okay."

"You are always so unhappy, why didn't you inherit Uncle Zhou's merits?"

"Ha ha."

"What do you mean? Taunting me? If you have the guts, go to the grove with your sister to have a fight, don't beat you all over the floor, I will write Cao characters backwards!"

"Oh."

"Hey, you need a beating, don't you..."

Cao Yan hadn't finished speaking with her teeth and claws, Zhou Chuan saw a good-looking and well-proportioned Yujie sneaking in through the back door, and then "sneaked" all the way, hitting the back of Cao Yan's head fiercely. A big fight.

Cao Yan turned her head and was about to bark her teeth, but when she saw who was coming, she could only say with aggrieved face, "Sister Bing."

"Go back to your seat!"

Liang Bing waved her hand very fancifully, and Cao Yan could only bow her head and say "oh", and sat next to Zhou Chuan.

(End of this chapter)