Folk Card Maker: Starting from Painted Skin

“Go to the front line?”

Zhang Jingtian was quite surprised when he heard this news.

He initially thought they were going to a secret realm!

Unexpectedly, they were being sent to the front lines of the Ministry of War to experience real military life.

Zhang Jingtian was now grateful that he hadn't forgotten to improve himself during his seclusion.

It was just a pity that he hadn't expected that the orange material and over five million accumulation points he had painstakingly obtained from the secret realm would only be enough to evolve one heroic spirit.

After thinking it over, Zhang Jingtian chose Zakiram.

He even apologized to Loulan for this.

However, Loulan reacted calmly, waving her hand with a smile: “Master, don't worry about me, it's okay.

Actually, I think it's good that you don't evolve me first.”

Zhang Jingtian didn't take these words to heart, assuming that Loulan was just comforting him.

He was very touched; his heroic spirits were so understanding, even sharing his worries.

After Zakiram evolved, she didn't have a completely new look like Daji and White Snake.

Because she had evolved from a teenage version to a normal version, her skill set was the same, except that in addition to the White Tiger seal, she had an elephant seal.

Then every skill became stronger.

For example, the classic skill of pulling people into the painting now grants Zakiram a 15% bonus to all attributes after entering the painting, while the opponent suffers a 10% reduction.

This increase and decrease directly made Zakiram's skills a level stronger.

Of course, for Zakiram, a close-combat berserker, skills were just a bonus.

The most important thing was the attribute increase brought about by the quality evolution.

Her current basic attack damage was three times higher than when she was a purple card.

Zhang Jingtian was quite satisfied with the enhanced Zakiram, and now he could use her to his heart's content.

And now that they were about to go to the front line, it was a good opportunity for Zhang Jingtian to see if he, with three orange cards, could stand out in the Ministry of War.

Ding Xiaoyu looked very uneasy after hearing the school's arrangement.

“What's wrong?” Zhang Jingtian glanced at the silent Ding Xiaoyu, feeling that his current state seemed not so good.

Ding Xiaoyu paused and said: “I, I'm not feeling well.”

“Not feeling well?” Zhang Jingtian raised his eyebrows: “Why?

They actually want us to go to the Seal Gate, isn't that sending us to our deaths?”

Zhang Jingtian was also stunned.

As everyone knows, the Seal Gate is a hell-level secret realm.

What's the difference between sending them, students, there and sending them to their deaths?

However, Zhang Jingtian felt that, no matter what, they were, after all, pillars of the nation, and many of them had powerful families behind them.

Even if the Magic City Card Academy was overbearing, it wouldn't do something that would send them to their deaths.

“I think there must be a reason for the school to do this.

There has been very little reporting on the Ministry of War in recent years.

Not to mention the Seal Gate.

Perhaps it's not the same as what we imagined.”

Ding Xiaoyu paused, and finally didn't refute Zhang Jingtian.

Because what he said was indeed very reasonable.

“Then we'll talk about it when we get there.

I can't give up, otherwise I'll have to repeat a year.”

The school didn't make any explanations, but directly took them to the front line of the Ministry of War.

As soon as they got off the vehicle card provided by the school, they immediately felt a powerful killing intent.

At that moment, many girls showed fearful expressions.

At this time, the leading teacher spoke:

“I know everyone will feel uncomfortable.

It's normal.

Every soldier stationed here has killed countless people.

However, those who died were all members of the Scourge!

Once you stay here longer, you will definitely get used to it.”

Zhang Jingtian raised his head and looked around, discovering that they had just entered the Ministry of War's base near the Seal Gate in the Second District.

This place was quite hidden, and many interference magic cards were placed.

So ordinary people simply couldn't get here.

The base had all kinds of facilities: places to eat, drink tea, and even watch movies.

But strangely, there were very few people here, as if it were empty.

Zhang Jingtian was a little anxious, afraid that everyone here was already dead.

The leading teacher saw everyone's doubts and explained:

“There aren't many people in this base normally, because the soldiers mostly stay below, whether it's for daily training or emergency operations.

They only come up here when they can rest.”

“Below?” Ding Xiaoyu finally asked: “Do you mean the Seal Gate?”

Hearing this question, many people present gasped, and some timid ones even began to shiver.

Even if they didn't know much about the Ministry of War, they definitely knew about the Seal Gate.

That place was too terrifying.

Everyone had heard their elders at home say that behind the Seal Gate was a world of demons dancing and ghosts walking at night.

The teacher nodded, which was what he intended to introduce:

“Yes, everyone is in the Seal Gate.

However, the Seal Gate is actually different from the secret realms you understand.

Secret realms are like a set small world, where although there are Scourge forces, there are still some people who don't belong to that world.”

“And the Seal Gate is a real world like ours, the home of the Scourge forces.

So the Seal Gate is not like a secret realm; you can enter and exit at will without clearing it.

Moreover, as long as you don't go deep into the hinterland, you basically won't encounter particularly powerful enemies.

And the Scourge forces also know that there are experts on our side at every Seal Gate, and they don't dare to attack casually.

So the periphery of the Seal Gate has become the best place for our soldiers to train.

Remember the First Military Academy that shone brightly in this year's University League?

Their students also often come here for internships.”

Ding Xiaoyu continued to ask: “Will there be danger?

Won't people die inside?”

The teacher nodded: “People will die, and it happens often.

But as long as our people die, we will make the Scourge forces pay ten times over!

Everyone, the Scourge forces and we are irreconcilable, and they will not be soft-hearted towards us.

So hurry up and improve your strength?

If they launch a full-scale attack one day, you will only become cannon fodder.”

After these words, everyone didn't say anything more.

Everyone only had one goal left, which was to improve their strength to prevent the situation from worsening further in the future.