Global Cards: I Create Oriental Mythical Card Groups

Chapter 6 Aesthetics of the underworld

"Invite us to dinner after the battle? This flag is set, it sounds cool."

Ji Nian complained casually, but still took out his mobile phone and saved the other party's mobile phone number.

Although that guy looked a little unreliable, he was still a "powerful" person who was allowed to go to the battlefield at a young age.

I just made a favor today, maybe I can use it someday.

"Walking around the world, many friends lead to many paths."

Ji Nianxin said this, and was about to pause the screen when he saw that [Level 22 Card Designer of No. 3 Middle School] had a large group of unread messages that had turned into 99+ at some point, and someone had liked him.

After a brief glance at the browsing history, I found out that it was a teacher named "Wei Ya". About three minutes ago, Aite selected a total of 28 card-making students, including him, who were in the "disaster area".

The message basically said: Special personnel from the school will arrive soon. After receiving the news, the students who were affected by Aite must immediately move to the most open area nearby to wait for rescue.

The words were filled with tension and concern.

It was also at this moment that Ji Nian truly felt the status of the card maker in this world.

"The trainee card makers have dedicated personnel to pick them up. If this is a bronze, silver, or even gold, platinum, diamond, or master-level card maker, I'm afraid they will be protected by the alliance before the war starts... No..."

"High-level card makers are all masters. They have countless good cards in their decks. If we are really in danger, it's not always possible who will protect whom."

Thinking of the joke about "a boxing champion looking for a bodyguard", Ji Nian couldn't help but shake his head and laugh.

He raised his head and looked at the battlefield in the distance, only to vaguely see a few huge figures fighting in the ruins.

The blood energy formed from this dyed the surrounding fog red and black, and also swallowed up all the lights in the corner of the city.

Due to his limited eyesight, he couldn't tell which side had the upper hand.

All I knew was that it was time for me to run away.

So hurry up and pack your luggage.

I was afraid that people sent by the school would not recognize me, so I deliberately put my ugly and fat school uniform jacket on my body.

After checking the doors and windows, he went down the corridor under Bai Wuchang's protection.

During this period, I met two figures, one male and one female, who were also carrying large and small packages. They looked to be of the same age, and they both looked familiar. They seemed to have met them in school.

They looked at each other and said nothing.

They just formed a team consciously, and after using the access card to open the unit door, they went straight to the small square, the favorite gathering place of the elders and aunties in the community.

At this time, the night wind was howling, and I couldn't help but shudder at the time when I walked out of the house for the first time after time travel.

After tightening his school uniform jacket, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket and sent a real-time location to the large group.

The teacher Wei Ya also quickly replied, "Don't worry, the teachers will be here soon."

Seeing this, Ji Nian couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

However, he did not take it lightly and remained alert and observed his surroundings.

The two peers who came out with him before seemed to have received a response from the school at this time, and they both breathed a sigh of relief.

Just waiting quietly like this, within two minutes, several young faces who looked like students walked out of other units.

Some were accompanied by their elders, and some were holding cats and dogs.

A group of people gathered together, and the scene quickly became lively.

At this time, a girl seemed to notice Bai Wuchang, who was silently guarding Ji Nian, and suddenly screamed, her pale face covered by her long and messy hair full of horror.

The others turned their heads when they heard the sound, and were also surprised by Master Qi's dignified appearance.

As people from Taoyuan, they have naturally seen countless faces from the underworld.

But those strange things bring more instinctive fear and physical discomfort.

It was the first time for them to see ghosts and gods like Bai Wuchang, who just stood there and made people feel hairy and even awe-inspiring.

"Card... Where are you stuck? Come on!"

A boy broke away from his surprise and grabbed the arm of his partner next to him with slightly trembling hands.

Ji Nian saw this and hurriedly explained: "I'm sorry, this is my summoning card. I'm sorry for scaring everyone."

When everyone heard this, they first glanced at the school uniform he was wearing, and then looked at Bai Wuchang, who had been standing there with a smile on his face without any movement, and then heaved a sigh of relief.

A boy with a shaved head even had the courage to come to Ji Nian and praised with bright eyes: "Brother, your Summoning Card is so handsome."

Looking at the approving looks of several people around him, Ji Nian couldn't help but nodded slightly:

People from the underworld...oh, no, people from Taoyuan understand aesthetics.

Then he turned to look at the short-haired brother, who seemed to have the idea of ​​touching Master Qi's hat.

But before he even took a few steps closer, all those offensive thoughts in his heart were forcibly cleared by some force. When he looked at that terrifying face with a wry smile, he even wanted to kneel down and kowtow a few times.

It wasn't until Ji Nian patted him on the shoulder that he came back to his senses. After swallowing, he couldn't help but sigh to himself: This card is really evil!

Ji Nian can't read minds, so naturally he can't read his thoughts.

He thought he was frightened and was about to say something when he heard a whimpering sound not far away.

Hearing the sound, he turned around and saw that the girl who was scared by Master Qi before was covering her face and crying.

"Why are you still crying..." Brother Cuntou muttered in a low voice.

Ji Nian glanced at him and said nothing. He just felt that something was wrong:

This life is different from previous lives.

Although high school students in this world cannot avoid some common problems among young people.

But after all, because he grew up in a high-risk environment since childhood, his psychological quality, adaptability and other aspects are definitely not weaker than those of the people in his "hometown" who lick blood at the edge of a knife. In some places, they are even better.

There may be some exceptions.

But Ji Nian didn't think that a Taoyuan person would be easily frightened to tears by a "ghost".

So he kept an eye on it and quietly took a few steps back.

Others also noticed something strange and kept talking, but they all began to move away from the girl.

Only the dumb-looking brother with a short head took a few steps forward and patted her: "Sister, we are still waiting for rescue. If you keep crying, what if a ghost comes to you...woc!"

The piercing screams instantly overwhelmed the swear words of the short-haired brother.

Under the moonlight, the female ghost's face was pale and her long hair was flying.

A pair of white-less eyes filled with hatred stared fixedly at the neck of the short-headed brother, and suddenly stretched out two pale bone claws, as if to strangle him alive.

"careful!"

Some parents of students couldn't help but remind them, and at the same time threw out a defense card, trying to help him resist.

But this kind of assembly line product obviously cannot stop a powerful and strange offensive.

With a "click" sound, the card shattered and turned into powder that shimmered with gray light and dissipated in the wind.

The Cuntou brother fell to the ground, watching the pale hands continue to enlarge...

"Wow!"

Suddenly, a sound of metal grinding and colliding sounded in the night sky.

Everyone saw Bai Wuchang standing there, holding the mourning stick in one hand and extending his palm forward with the other.

Two blue chains flew out from his broad sleeves, like two spiritual snakes, neighing and entangling the female ghost in mid-air, wrapping her into a silkworm chrysalis.

(End of chapter)