Global Cards: I Create Oriental Mythology Card Group

Chapter 11 Sharp Sword Class

"There's no seat here, you can't let me lie in the coffin."

Looking at the team of paper figurines not far away, Ji Nian couldn't help but slander.

But the underworld aesthetic in his bones made him find this card quite interesting.

After thinking briefly, he summoned a drawing card pen from the void, made minor adjustments to the shape of the paper figurine, and pulled out a white sheet from the hotel to cover the coffin.

Then start to bind the cards.

After a while, you're done.

Returning to reality, he immediately picked up the charging phone on the bedside table, entered the [Taoyuan Transportation] app, and scanned the card of [Paper Man Carrying the Coffin].

After about half an hour, the interface finally displayed: The report was successful, and the card owner can use the card normally in the Kyushu jurisdiction.

Seeing this, Ji Nian couldn't help being a little happy, thinking about "hearse drifting", and he did it.

At night, I found a small path where no one passed by, and started the experiment.

At this time, it was early autumn, the night was dark, foggy and cold, and the moonlight was cold.

But seeing the gloomy green light passing by Ji Nian's fingertips, a group of paper bearers with pale faces and bloody cheeks came out of the mist carrying the majestic and strange coffin.

After walking around the coffin a few times, Ji Nian, who was very satisfied, jumped to the top of the coffin and sat down firmly.

Following a few vague shouts, the coffin-carrying team started to move.

The reality of the paper figurines is unknown, and their steps are light.

Even though the coffin board under his buttocks was a little hard, but sitting on it, Ji Nian still had the feeling of flying through the clouds.

Free and floating.

It's just that the cold wind hits the body a bit cold.

But it was nothing to his strengthened body.

"interesting."

Ji Nian smiled, and "flyed" around the hotel ten laps like this, which was enough.

Only then did he get off the coffin lid, put away the cards, and return to the hotel room to rest.

The night passed.

When I woke up the next morning, I saw the news that the [No. 22 Middle School 99-level student] group had added [-]+ to the group.

After looking around, I realized that today is normally the day to go back to school.

However, since the school site is within the scope of the secret invasion, they cannot go back for the time being, and can only hold online meetings instead.

It started at eight o'clock, and now it's seven o'clock. Ji Nian simply washed up, had breakfast, and entered the conference room.

After a few minutes, Wei Ya's familiar voice finally came: "Hello, everyone."

"My name is Wei Ya, the teacher of the third grade, and also the head teacher of the sharp knife class. In the next year, I and several other teachers will lead everyone to move forward on the road of making cards."

"Due to some special reasons, we can't meet in the classroom for the time being. We can only hold such an online meeting first to talk to you about various matters after returning to school."

"Start signing in now, 1 will be deducted in the online comment area, and 2 will be deducted for those who are not in."

Looking at the series of "1"s on the screen, Ji Nian resisted the urge to complain and buckle 2, and silently typed "1".

It was only now that he realized that the future class teacher who had only met a few times actually had such a naive side.

But soon, the other party came to his senses, and explained with a little embarrassment: "I'm sorry, students, the teacher has been a little busy these two days, and I didn't react for a while."

"The number of people should be all here, right? Then let's briefly talk about various matters after the school starts."

"The first is the issue of class placement that everyone is most concerned about."

"According to the latest requirements, students must bring their first battle card to the Card Creator Association for certification before tonight. The school will officially announce the class list at noon tomorrow based on the results of everyone's feedback. "

"Also, let me tell you one more thing."

"After this incident of losing control in the secret realm, the association found that individual card makers have the ability to make cards, but they don't have the commensurate adaptability and actual combat level."

"Therefore, it was decided to carry out a half-month unified practical training for this year's third-year senior card students, with strong teachers and excellent rewards."

"It's just that the number of places is limited. After discussion, the school decided that students in the sharp knife class will directly obtain training qualifications. If there are surplus places, the best ones will be selected from the key classes to fill them."

"I hope everyone prepares carefully..."

Speaking of this, Wei Ya paused, and then said clearly: "Many big figures are very concerned about the results of this training. If you plan to enter a prestigious school, you'd better work hard to get it."

After that, she took a sip of her tea and said, "Do you have any questions?"

"Teacher, students in the parallel class and the key class, will there be a chance to be promoted to the sharp knife class in the future?" a student asked Kaimai.

"No." Wei Ya shook her head.

"Teacher, how many people in our class can enter the sharp knife class?" Chen Yuan asked online.

Obviously, everyone is quite concerned about the so-called "Sharp Knife Squad".

"I only know three..." Wei Ya stroked her hair and replied, "The exact number depends on tomorrow's announcement."

"That's it."

Chen Yuan, who was in a room on the third floor of the hotel, nodded, feeling a lot of pressure for a while.

Unexpectedly, there is more than one student of the same year who is as powerful as Brother Nian.

I was thinking wildly, but I heard a familiar voice from the computer, it was the year: "Teacher, when will we be able to go back to school?"

"I guess it will be these two days." Wei Ya replied.

After that, someone asked a few more questions, and she answered them one by one.

Seeing that no one asked any more questions, the meeting was closed.

Ji Nian remembered the news that he would be able to go back to school in these two days, so he began to pack his things.

But at this moment, the mobile phone next to her made another "ding" sound.

He picked it up and found that Wei Ya had formed another small group.

The group name is simple and straightforward, it is called [No. 22 Middle School Class of [-] card-making sharp knives].

Counting him, there were only four of them.

Ji Nian opened the list and took a look, only to see that the other two were real-name notes, one named "Jiang Cha" and the other named "Yao Yuan".

The former won the silver prize in the city-level story competition, and the latter was elected as the new president of the student union. They are both influential figures in the same session.

He even has Yao Yuan's friends in his wechat, but he doesn't know him very well.

"You guys make good adjustments and try to get good grades in the final assessment of this training. At that time, the school will also reward you. @全员" Wei Ya's message flashed across the screen.

When Ji Nian returned to the chat page, Jiang Cha, whose profile picture was a Two-dimensional girl, sent a message: "Teacher, we are the only ones in the group now, let's share some internal news."

Yao Yuan also followed suit and said, "Yes, teacher. The association has been making big moves this year, and we don't have any score at all. We are too flustered."

"This..." Wei Ya on the phone hesitated.

Ji Nian, who was also a little curious, hurriedly sent a "please" emoticon package.

Wei Ya smiled helplessly, sighed lightly, and began to knock on the phone.

(End of this chapter)