God Card

"Make enough energy cards first, sell a small part, use the majority, and use the money to buy more white cards for production, so as to improve my personal strength as soon as possible. It is not a last resort, There is no need to risk landing on the dark web to sell knowledge and technology through black channels.”

After Tang Jian bought Yang Mao's discarded card, he thought about it in his heart.

After school, he bought a batch of white cards and five bottles of energy ink directly from the card shop around the school.

After carefully checking the one-star white card and making sure it was not refurbished, Tang Jian counted the money and handed it over to the shop owner.

Some unscrupulous merchants will wash the failed cards with dilute energy, and then take them out and sell them as new cards.

If you don't pay attention, you may be trapped.

"Bitch, okay, are you rich? You actually bought a batch of white cards. It seems that you are going to fight for your money?"

A young man with a strong body came over and patted Tang Jian, gave him a thumbs up and laughed.

Tang Jian glanced at him and vaguely remembered who this person was. The other party's name was Xie Dong, and his energy was not low. He remembered that this person entered the rocket class for the last training in his last life.

However, this guy often gets mixed up with some idle social youth outside the school. Therefore, most of the good students in the school are still a little afraid of this guy.

Tang Jian nodded and said in a low-key manner, "I know that the school is about to prepare for the sprint class, so I want to sprint."

Xie Dong smiled when he heard the words, glanced at the stack of cards in his hand, "Come on. I'm optimistic about you."

Saying that, Xie Dong picked up the bag and walked out of the store, "Let's go first."

Tang Jian looked at Xie Dong's leaving back, shook his head, loaded all the cards, and walked to his father who was waiting on the street with a battery car.

"Did you see that kid? I'm in the class next door. He just bought a whole batch of white cards and five bottles of energy ink. You guys will keep an eye on him tomorrow. After making a vote, we will get three or seven points, and you seven. "

In the shadow of a corner of an alley on the other side of the school, Xie Dong and three or two social youths gathered together, took a cigarette handed over by the other party and lit it, and then pointed to Tang Jiandao who had just gotten on the battery car in the distance.

The three social youths remembered Tang Jian's appearance, nodded slightly, and one of them said with permed curly hair, "Then you will do it tomorrow at dinner time, then you can follow him and contact us at any time."

"Good." Xie Dong smiled coldly, and looked playfully at Tang Jian who had left in the distance.

In his eyes, Tang Jian is already meat on the chopping block. As long as the time is right tomorrow, the meat can be cooked.

"Son, since you have bought a batch of white cards, you should practice hard. I think you also have the talent for making cards. You can teach me in the future if you finish your studies. If you are short of money and materials, then let me know."

On the way home, Tang Lin looked at Tang Jian who was sitting silently behind him through the left and right mirrors. He thought he was under a lot of pressure, so he encouraged him with a smile.

Tang Jian felt a little warm in his heart, and grinned, "This batch is enough now. When I make enough energy cards, I can also give you a subsidy for your household."

When Tang Lin heard this, he smiled and said nothing.

How can the energy card be made so well?

Even for the most common whiteboard one-star energy card, a novice like Tang Jian has no experience, and the card energy in the body is weak. It is not bad to be able to successfully make two or three cards in a batch.

A batch of cards, including ink materials, is worth 2,250 yuan, and it costs more than 300 yuan to make three whiteboards and one-star energy cards. It is absolutely impossible to make a profit. How can you subsidize your household?

Although Tang Lin had some expectations for Tang Jian, to be honest, even as a father, his expectations were not high.

Tang Jian basically guessed that his father didn't have any expectations, but this was not what he was thinking at this time, but Xie Dong, who seemed to have no intention of starting a conversation with him just now.

Although Xie Dong is not in the same class as him, he has always had a little impression that the other person often gets involved with idlers outside the school.

In the previous life, although the other party was squeezed into the 60-day rocket class, on the eve of the college entrance examination, the other party was exposed to a scandal, saying that he had teamed up with some social youth to blackmail his classmates and alumni in the school.

The last time, it even almost attracted the police station, but it seemed that it was resolved by the senior management of the school.

However, some of the effects at that time were very big, and many students in the same school knew about it.

So that after everyone went out of the society, when Xie Dong was mentioned, many classmates would have some contempt.

Tang Jian also only remembered this issue at this time, and he couldn't help but feel a little bit of vigilance in his heart.

He just bought more than 2,000 yuan of materials in the card shop, which is a huge amount of money for high school students like them.

If Xie Dong had his eye on him, he would most likely be a blackmail target.

Although there may be some suspicious elements to look at a person like this without evidence, Tang Jian still secretly kept his mind.

Back at home, I ate dinner made by my mother.

Tang Jian couldn't wait to go upstairs with a bag of materials.

I vaguely heard the door of my sister Tang Yue's room rattle softly.

Tang Jian didn't care either. He took out the sketching brush from the room. He came to the table in the small hall, turned on the lamp, and started grinding and preparing energy potions to prepare cards.

He used to be a three-star card master, and he didn't bother to look at cards like the Whiteboard One-Star Energy Card.

But now that he was reborn and made these low-level cards, he was still very excited.

Tang Jian lamented that the world is impermanent.

After the energy ink slowly calmed down in the inkstone, he also took out a stack of white-quality whiteboard cards from his backpack.

Each of these cards is about 0.3 mm thick, 6 cm long and 4 cm wide. They are all used to make white-quality one-star cards.

There are many white-quality one-star cards. UUkanshu www.uukanshu.com has the most demand for energy cards, followed by communication cards, lighting cards, and so on.

These low-level cards are actually industrialized and can be produced in large quantities with machines, so they are not very precious.

Many similar cards made by ordinary card players are not even easy to sell.

Because if the card making process is not exquisite, the cards produced by hand will not have the high performance of machine production.

The one-star energy card of ordinary white quality contains 100 energy points. Most of the energy cards produced by the machine meet this standard.

However, if a card with poor craftsmanship is used to make it, the energy card produced may only have about 80 to 90 energy, and the performance is a little worse.

Tang Jian was a three-star card maker in his previous life. He was able to make these low-level cards with ease, and naturally he would achieve the best performance.

He picked up the outline brush, held his breath and concentrated, and quickly drew on a white card.

About a minute.

A white-quality one-star energy card was also produced, and the not-so-complicated lines and lines suddenly solidified on the card, and then there was a faint energy fluctuation in it.

Tang Jian let out a breath. At this moment, there were many fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and he felt a little tired.

This time, I made a card in one go, but it also consumes a lot of card energy.

He estimated that more than 25 units of card energy were consumed.

"The energy in the energy card was not directly absorbed this time. I should have consumed 25 card energy now. If I absorb this energy card now, will it be the same as yesterday?"

Tang Jian concentrated his consciousness, and felt that red light began to appear in his eyes, and a data panel appeared in front of him...