Folk Card Maker: Starting from Painted Skin

Zhang Jingtian was very surprised.

First, it was because the Painted Skin actually spoke, which was somewhat beyond Zhang Jingtian's understanding.

He almost thought that the Painted Skin's inability to speak was her anchor.

The other reason was that the words the Painted Skin had just said were too mysterious, with a religious overtone.

Therefore, he quite naturally felt that the Painted Skin seemed more like Zaqiel.

Or rather, the two heroic spirits had merged together, belonging to a state where you are in me and I am in you.

Perhaps this kind of state is the true norm for card evolution.

Zhang Jingtian looked at Zaqiel and paused: "Then what should I call you?"

She smiled: "Anything is fine, my master. I will also protect you."

Hearing the Painted Skin's words, Zhang Jingtian hummed and decided to continue using the name Painted Skin.

However, he felt a little awkward because her appearance and expression were more like Zaqiel, giving Zhang Jingtian a feeling of self-deception.

But at this moment, Zhang Jingtian quickly realized that he was overthinking things.

Because Zaqiel seemed to see Zhang Jingtian's entanglement and hesitation.

She immediately understood what the man in front of her was thinking.

Zaqiel, just like the Painted Skin used to, turned her head, and then the original appearance of the Painted Skin appeared.

When she saw Zhang Jingtian, her eyes suddenly widened, and then she excitedly called out Zhang Jingtian's name:

"Master!"

This time, Zhang Jingtian heard a voice full of joy.

He can now confirm that the person in front of him is the Painted Skin, genuine and unadulterated.

"You guys are..."

Zhang Jingtian couldn't understand the heroic spirit he had created this time, which was completely different from his previous cards.

"This is Zaqiel's magic, allowing me and her to appear in front of the master at the same time. Does the master like it? And I can speak now!"

The Painted Skin, who can speak, is indeed not as aloof as before, but Zhang Jingtian still quite likes her current changes.

After all, Zaqiel herself is cold enough, so it's good that the Painted Skin can be more relaxed.

"Yes, it's good like this now, you are now the same as Yingning and the others."

Saying that, Zhang Jingtian summoned Yingning and Loulan to accompany him.

When Loulan and Yingning saw the Painted Skin, they were first stunned.

Although they saw the face of the Painted Skin, they also felt that the temperament of the Painted Skin was different.

They clearly realized that the heroic spirit in front of them was no longer just the Painted Skin.

And when the Painted Skin turned her head again, revealing Zaqiel's side, they both felt a strong sense of oppression.

They are also purple cards, but the level gap between them is very large, so it is normal to have a sense of oppression.

Zaqiel smiled: "Hello, I am Zaqiel, you can also continue to call me Painted Skin. We are one."

Loulan and Yingning nodded, although they felt that all this was a bit strange, but this was made by the master, and they can also understand.

Then Zaqiel changed back to the face of the Painted Skin, she looked at her two good sisters and excitedly called out their names.

At this time, Yingning suddenly raised her head, the corners of her mouth raised, and looked at the other party with some surprise:

"Painted Skin, you, you can speak now?"

The Painted Skin immediately nodded, and then showed an excited expression.

"Yes, and I am now on the same starting line as you!"

Loulan shook her head and said jokingly: "No, you are much stronger than us now."

They are all heroic spirits, so naturally they can see each other's strengths and weaknesses.

They all know that the current Painted Skin can easily deal with the two of them at the same time.

Zhang Jingtian breathed a sigh of relief, it's good that there are no problems with the current evolution.

Now his body is relaxed.

In the following period of time, Zhang Jingtian's life became formulaic.

For example, copying spell cards during the day until his mental power is exhausted, and then waiting for him to recover naturally.

Throughout the whole process, Zhang Jingtian can obviously feel that his mental power has been significantly improved.

In addition to this, another thing he is doing is selling these copied spell cards.

In the end, he priced it at 300,000 points. After deducting the cost and handling fee, he can earn about 150,000 for one spell card.

Moreover, his current mental power can copy three spell cards every day, which is equivalent to earning 450,000 a day.

However, half a month later, Zhang Jingtian discovered that the market was saturated.

The main reason is that there are not so many card makers in Lanruo City, and everyone is not very motivated and runs to the secret realm every day.

So the consumption of spell cards is not large.

Seeing that only one spell card can be sold every day, or even none, Zhang Jingtian stopped this business in time.

Anyway, he has already earned several million, enough for him to go to the imperial capital or the magic capital and spend some time.

Soon, the day of the college entrance examination results came.

These days, Zhang Jingtian can see his classmates everywhere on his phone, begging God and worshiping Buddha, hoping that their scores can be higher, at least to be admitted to the card academy.

Otherwise, they will have to repeat another year, or choose to work.

No matter which one, it is unacceptable to many people.

And some training classes in the society have also begun intensive publicity, planning to accept some heartbroken candidates.

Tang Youai had already taken his daughter to Fengdu to work at this time, but he still turned on the phone for Zhang Jingtian on time and asked with concern:

"How is it, how is the preparation?"

Zhang Jingtian was stunned for a moment before asking back: "Director Tang, prepare what?"

"The college entrance examination results are about to be announced, are you ready to face the interview! You are likely to be the first place in the Ninth District this year!"

Zhang Jingtian is not someone who can be easily fooled.

He suddenly thought that Tang Youai is now working in the District Education Bureau. In his previous world, it would be the Provincial Department of Education.

He must be able to know the college entrance examination results in advance.

"Director Tang, we have such a good relationship, you don't need to beat around the bush with me. Tell me honestly, do you already know the college entrance examination results?"

However, Tang Youai hesitated and laughed it off, unwilling to reveal anything to Zhang Jingtian.

"There is still one day left, you will know the results tomorrow, we have regulations, we can't say it out."

But Zhang Jingtian felt that he should have guessed right.

If this is the case, then entering those two schools should be a certainty.

Even if the education level in the Ninth District is at the bottom, the two schools have about ten enrollment quotas in the Ninth District every year.