Global Cards: I Create Oriental Mythical Card Groups

Chapter 94 Plan Upgrade, [Sangmen Mortuary Bed]

Even though they are both mythical cards and have the same quality level, there is an insurmountable gap between them and the Seventh Master and Eighth Master.

Maybe it's a real name, maybe it's something inexplicable.

This gap seems to be only narrowed by a factor or two after it breaks through Feizhi, is given a true name, and awakens its natal magical power.

For now, it is still the little brother in the calendar team.

"Roar!"

Thinking of this, Brother Zongzi couldn't help but roared at Yue.

Even though he has been upgraded, his status still hasn't been improved.

This can't help but make it full of sadness and anger.

Even from a distance, one can feel a solid resentment from it.

"Why am I always the weakest despite my hard work?!"

The vague sentences came back from the sea of ​​​​consciousness, and Ji Nian almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

"Why don't you try so hard? Is there anyone better than you?"

But when he thought about the emotion of resentment, which is a very good tonic for monsters like zombies, he still suppressed these words in his heart, and fed back along the sea of ​​​​consciousness against his will: "You do work hard, but sometimes your talent

The gap cannot be bridged through hard work..."

"It depends on cheating."

Before he could say these four words, Brother Zongzi shook his white hair violently, with a look of "I won't listen, I won't listen", and then slapped the corpse demon king's skull.

Tons of strange power, combined with the strong corpse energy and yin energy, turned the oppressive corpse demon king into a meat pie and a spring in just an instant.

Brother Zongzi didn't even look at it, turned around and walked away. However, the massive amount of Yin Qi accumulated in the corpse demon king's body turned into a licking dog in an instant, chasing him and pouring into his body.

Feeling the power surging within its body, it couldn't help but clenched its fists.

This night, it gained a lot.

But as soon as he saw Master Qi standing by Ji Nian's side with a smile on his face, that little bit of pride disappeared in an instant.

"We still have to work harder."

Through the sea of ​​consciousness, it conveys similar emotions to the year.

"Ah."

Ji Nian couldn't help but chuckle.

As a card maker, he couldn't see the little Jiujiu in Lao Zongzi's heart.

——This is because I feel that [Chongyinxiang fir coffin] is not worthy of its current "value", and I want to change it to a better and more spacious coffin.

If this happened in the past, he would most likely have responded by saying, "Son, our family is poor, so I'll just use this coffin."

But now that he has some money on hand, he can still satisfy some reasonable requests that are not extraordinary and are beneficial to himself.

"When I get back, I will upgrade the coffin so that Brother Zongzi can study hard." Ji Nian solemnly promised.

Brother Zongzi couldn't restrain his happiness, and even automatically ignored a certain title that he didn't like very much.

"Speaking of which..."

Ji Nian lowered his head and glanced at the slightly shiny square-hole copper coins hanging in front of him, and said in his heart: "It's time to buy some coin materials and spend money to upgrade the mountain ghost."

“In addition to the [Paper Man Carrying Sedan], as well as the materials needed to create the [Yin Soldiers] and [Playing God] series... hundreds of thousands are still not enough.”

"The road to making money is long and arduous."

Ji Nian thought to himself and sighed, then turned and walked towards the funeral parlor.

But after taking a few steps, he stopped.

This funeral parlor has been in disrepair for a long time. There was already some activity, but the corpse demon king just knocked out a hole.

Maybe if he stepped inside, the room would collapse the next second.

As a "dump truck warrior", no one is more safety conscious than him.

"Go ahead, Brother Zongzi, and take out the zombies and canopy beds inside."

Ji Nian patted Brother Zongzi’s strong arm.

He didn't mean to instruct the other party, but he just felt that moving things, a job that requires the use of all muscles, would be very helpful to zombies.

"Go ahead."

Brother Zongzi scratched the white hair on his head, ducked into the funeral parlor, and moved things out with a squeaking sound.

To be honest, it doesn't like this kind of work, but who asked Ji Nian to agree to replace it with a big coffin?

In order to have a better fishing experience, it must do this job well.

Facts have proved that its good physique was born for the hard work.

The remains of more than a dozen corpse monsters, plus dozens or hundreds of canopy beds, were all moved out in a short time.

"Encapsulation failed?"

A few minutes later, Ji Nian looked at the blank card with no response and couldn't help but frown.

This is the first time he has encountered such a situation since he became a card maker.

"Is it because the 'core' inside has been swallowed up by Brother Zongzi?"

Ji Nian stroked his chin and tried to encapsulate the corpse demon king lying on his back on the street, his whole body withered into the shape of a monkey.

In the end it undoubtedly failed again.

I could only motion to Yingtai next to me to step forward and take photos as evidence.

"Fortunately, these beds are usable."

He said softly and looked at the material card in his hand named [Sangmen Mortuary Bed].

One white and one gray, two pieces in total.

Introduction: [A canopy bed that costs more than a dozen yuan a piece in the flea market. It has been influenced by Yin Qi and corpse Qi for many years, and it has almost turned into a demon. ]

"It's interesting."

Ji Nian did not seal the remaining canopy bed, but used his spiritual power to induce the Yin Qi and Corpse Qi hidden in it, and poured them all into the [Chongyin Fragrance Fir Wood Coffin].

"better than nothing."

Ji Nian commented and waved his hand, signaling Brother Zongzi to move the canopy beds back.

After a while, come back here to harvest Yin Qi and Corpse Qi.

“What is sustainable development?”

Ji Nian laughed, and with the cooperation of Master Qi, Yingtai, and Brother Zongzi, he managed to block the wall.

I patted the dust on my hands, sent a text message to the old lady, and walked straight to a small hotel two kilometers away.

When we arrived at the place, we paid to get the key. When we opened the door, the musty smell hit us instantly.

But he was out and couldn't ask for too much, so he fell asleep feeling a little tired.

The next second, Master Qi's figure slowly disappeared, and he did not forget to wave to Brother Zongzi and Yingtai as he left.

After Yingtai sorted out the photos in the camera, she also yawned and looked back to the sea of ​​consciousness to replenish her yin energy and spiritual power.

Seeing his teammates go home one after another, and his card master sleeping soundly aside, Brother Zongzi suddenly felt a little bored.

However, the coffin could not be accommodated in this narrow and cramped standard room, so it had no choice but to curl up its tall and strong body and sit on the windowsill all night, bathed in the moonlight.

Time passed quickly.

Early the next morning, it was still dark.

The calendar is under the influence of the biological clock and wakes up from the dream.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw Brother Zongzi who was trying hard to shrink himself into a ball.

Seeing this, he couldn't help but feel happy, and then he took this "best bodyguard" into the sea of ​​​​consciousness and let him rest well in the coffin.

The bodyguard was replaced by a young English-Taiwanese girl - her retention mana cost is far less than that of the Seventh Master and the Eighth Master.

"Let's go."

Ji Nian said something and led the other party onto the morning bus, back to the place where Bai Ziliang dropped them off last night.

Fan Lei, who had been waiting here for a long time, saw him walking this way, and a complex emotion of embarrassment and guilt flashed across his face.

There is another chapter to come.

It may be that the body has not fully recovered during this period, and it is exhausted day by day, but it has slowly recovered in the past few days.

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