Mythology card making

Chapter 62 Prepare to consume
At nine o'clock in the morning, the scorching sun was high.

Sun Buxiao, whose painting style looks like a passerby, carries his bag and rides the Iron Centipede to Buluo Beach.

"Brother laughing!"

Luofu, who was waiting by the stop sign, stood up and waved.

Sun Buxiao walked steadily and looked at him with a smile: "I heard that you are working hard. You are doing tasks and catching monkeys. How come you are still a little fat?"

"The food is good."

Luofu explained with a smile and took the other party to a cold drink shop with a nice environment.

I greeted the waiter and served two special packages that would not fall into the sea.

"What have Brother Xiao been busy with recently?" Luofu asked naturally after taking a sip of cold drink.

"Endless tasks and insufficient credits."

Sun Buxiao sighed softly: "The Nail Plan and the Weiweigu Patrol had a chain reaction. The fighting took place in the east and south of the city for two days and one night. Five streets disappeared from the map, more than a dozen old buildings were razed, and dozens of A water-drawing dragon sprayed it all night, but it didn't wash away the black blood in the cracks in the city wall."

"It's not peaceful over there either. The experts sent by Dijing and Yehu City have tried more than a dozen solutions, but they haven't been able to fill the crack..."

Sun Buxiao, who had been doing forms all night and whose last meal was last night, was already empty. Halfway through, he couldn't help but put on plastic gloves and put some chicken nuggets into his mouth.

It wasn't until he felt a little full that he said softly:
"The secular people are appropriating the blue sky, and various organizations are joining in the fun. It is bloody and cruel, and the turmoil is endless. I don't know when it will end."

"We are quite weak as a bunch of people."

Sun Buxiao cupped his hands a little tiredly and rubbed his young but rough face, unable to conceal his pain and confusion.

Seeing this, Luofu lowered his eyebrows, glanced at the vast sea outside the floor-to-ceiling window, and said slowly:
"If we had been born 400 years earlier, we would have experienced the fear and helplessness that first came to us in this world. We must always be prepared to face wars and famines, sinister human hearts, worldly germs, and mental filth. We will be in constant panic all day long."

"Push forward 200 years, and what we have to face is a dilapidated world that is barely stable and in need of renovation. The outer gods have returned to the earth, but there are still countless demons raging on this planet.

Natural disasters continued. Mr. Ji, the then president of the alliance, held the only man-made mythical equipment card: [The Great Moment of Destruction]. He established a 'deterrence system' with his rock-like body and will like a sharp knife, always doing a good job in dealing with the glorious world. Preparation to die together.

With this determination, he uses his mortal body to perform the deeds of the gods, and with his determination to die, he can frighten the external gods who need to eat incense but still have reason;

In the crack of doomsday, give Weilan a glimmer of hope.

But ordinary people like you and me don't have such a terrifying will as him.The dark cloud of despair that always hangs over our heads will destroy our hearts like a devil.

Confusion, despair, pain, fear, the walking dead, the world is like a prison.

I live a life without tomorrow. "

"Going forward a few decades, the belief in alien gods was formed, Mr. Ji worked hard and died suddenly, and various organizations sprung up like mushrooms after a rain.

The card network has not yet been formed, aristocratic families are more prosperous than ever, and knowledge monopoly is intensifying.There is no way for ordinary people to get promoted. "

"This is a small broken ball that is troubled and never peaceful. Disasters sweep through every era like a devil."

"Today, there are more enemies and the situation is becoming more complex, but our strength is also unprecedentedly strong."

"At our age, we might live to see the rain come out and the sky clear."

During this time, Luofu often read history and cooked chicken soup. Regardless of whether it was poisonous or not, it smelled delicious.

He naturally knew that just because the weather had cleared after the rain did not mean there would be no rain in the future, and there would inevitably be mud and puddles that wet shoes on the road.

You can make chicken soup, you don’t need to pay too much attention to details, just satisfy people’s spiritual needs, even if you achieve your goal.

There is a saying that if you talk too much, you will make mistakes.Luofu actually didn't want to say too much.

Just, compare your heart with your heart.

Sun Buxiao was kind to him, and he didn't mind showing off his soup-making skills when the other person was confused and frustrated.

After chatting for a few more words, Sun Buxiao's mood actually eased a bit, and his eyes towards Luofu became more kind.

Perhaps it was an illusion, but in daily conversations, this "brother" who was two or three years younger than him always took more care of him mentally and emotionally.

Compared to a [-] or [-]-year-old high school student, he looks more like a weather-beaten, emotionally stable top predator in the adult world.

Therefore, he is not ashamed to show his helpless and negative emotions in front of the other party.

And when the mood eases, they will help the other person in turn.

This is also a tacit understanding between the two of them.

"Okay, let's not talk about that."

Sun Buxiao breathed a long sigh of relief and put on his sunny and steady demeanor, talking and laughing:

"I took a look at your backstage just now. I just saved up 500 points, so I rested for several days..."

"What? You want to compete with Ukifune and collect a thousand points in one wave?"

Luofu leaned back, clasped the cold drink cup with his long and strong fingers, and brought it to his mouth: "That's the plan."

Sun Buxiao nodded, moved his finger, activated the communication card, and logged into the Spark backend.

With fifth-level permissions, Song Fuzhou’s battle videos of the past two days were submitted, organized into a package, and uploaded to Luofu’s backend:
"Let's see if you have time. That kid still has something. Just work hard and see if you can get the 'first blood'."

Luofu flipped through the video: "He hasn't lost yet?"

"Yes." Sun Buxiao nodded, "As soon as it debuts, the basic deck is ready. The core card spirit has an amazing positioning and is all under level [-]."

"This is because his family is worried about expropriating the seedlings and deliberately controlling it. In addition, Yunmengguan is busy with affairs and it is difficult to be distracted."

"If not, given his conditions, the advanced deck should be almost complete."

Speaking of this, Sun Buxiao smiled meaningfully: "In the final analysis, the alliance system requires a grinding stone, not a grinding stone. How can you not leave a chance to others."

"Okay. Let's go shopping as soon as possible while there are not many people around. What else do you need now?" Sun Buxiao wiped his mouth and said as he stood up.

"A blue-grade illusion skill card base, a blue-grade Kaling with the racial talent of [Enhanced Vision]..."

Halfway through the conversation, the two walked out of the cold drink shop and came to Lone Light Fortress.

In front of the steel round table, Luofu used his mental power to transmit the voice and said word by word:

"Brother Xiao, these two core Kalings of mine have been the result of several years of hard work and they belong to the same series."

"I want them to go further and realize their short-term ambitions..."

Luofu was silent for a while, and with the most sincere, trusting, and unwavering look in his eyes, he said firmly: "Before my father left, he left me a small golden croaker."

"I would like to ask Brother Xiao for help, melt it into gold water, recast [Heart City], and use this external force to establish a kaling practice mimetic environment in the heart sea in advance..."

As he said that, he slapped the slightly peeled and mottled little yellow croaker on the table, "Brother Xiao, this is all my wealth. After this is done, I..."

(End of this chapter)