Global Cards: I Create the Oriental Mythology Card Group

"You are really nice."

Seeing Ji Nian's reaction, Wang Jindong couldn't help but nodded in satisfaction.

The child in front of him is not only talented, but also has a better temperament than his peers.

During the conversation just now, it once gave him the illusion that "what I am facing is a social person who is either black, white or gray, not a high school student".

But when I think of the background tone I have done before, this unreasonable thing instantly becomes very normal:

How can a teenager behave like a child when his parents are dead and his savings are not much, but he insists on his own efforts to get to where he is today?

Thinking of this, his eyes couldn't help softening a little, and he turned his palms immediately.

The next moment, a tome with a torn skin and curled pages appeared in his hands out of thin air.

"Take this and study hard. I like you very much." After saying that, he turned and left.

Seeing the other party disappear into the vast night, Ji Nian looked down at the old book in his hand.

"Friends of Kafan dual-purpose talents..."

Facing the light, I vaguely saw the title of the book written on the tattered cover.

After simply flipping through the chronology, I found that this is actually a hodgepodge of treasure books:

The previous chapter is still explaining the card making principle of field cards, and the latter chapter will start to teach postpartum care of sows.

After you have finally learned how to wait for a sow and confinement, it will return to the topic and analyze the Legion Card, which is an advanced card type of summoning card, in a decent manner.

"It's interesting..."

Ji Nian sat on the sofa, his eyes became brighter as he turned the pages of the book.

Although this book only explained some of the most basic things, it was definitely more than enough to expand the horizons of a new card master like him.

The most important thing is that between the gaps between the words, some people used fine-tipped pens to write a lot of essays.

Judging from his current limited amount of knowledge, it should be correct and supplemented very comprehensively and profoundly.

"I don't know if there is a card making method for special materials in this book..."

Ji Nian murmured and turned the book to the table of contents, followed the page numbers, and jumped to the chapter "Card Making Methods of Different Materials", and sure enough, he saw what he was looking for.

...

At the same time, a small hill near the villa area.

Wang Jindong closed his eyes tightly, sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain, surrounded by aura, Yuan Ting Yue Zhi.

The biting night wind couldn't shake the corner of his clothes at all.

After a long time like this, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief after he adjusted his state, and immediately raised one arm lightly.

A red light flashed, and a red-framed card with a picture of a falcon silhouette appeared out of thin air and slowly fell down.

After taking a deep breath, he slowly poured the remaining mental power into it, coughing a few times during the process.

Under the ravages of injuries, "jing poison" and aging, he has had a very obvious decline in state in recent years.

If it was in the prime of life, with his level of mental strength, it would not be too easy to control a red grade skill card.

But today, after adjusting for a long time, he may not be able to last for half an hour, and he will suffer double the pain in the next few days.

Under normal circumstances, this kind of thing should be done by the middle-aged card masters in this city.

However, after experiencing several incidents of out-of-control in the secret realm, Taoyuan has long since become out of control.

"In the end, I have to get rid of this old bone..."

Wang Jindong coughed a few more times, and threw the cards casually.

The next moment, this red card turned into two beams of light and injected into his eyes.

【Ghost Falcon Breaking Delusion Eyes】

During his military career, this card has helped him break through the ambushes and conspiracies of Dajing monsters and evil organizations countless times.

But now it seemed to have lost its effectiveness. He stared at the monitoring tent for a few minutes, but found nothing unusual.

Seeing this situation, he couldn't help but take a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and increased the supply of mental power.

So, the next moment, the world in his eyes was full of "bugs", some orange and some red, floating slowly in the surrounding area of ​​the monitoring tent.

"There is indeed a problem."

As he said in his heart, his eyes full of determination narrowed slightly, and he looked straight through the tarpaulin, peeking inside the tent.

I saw a vortex entrenched between the eyebrows of every staff member inside, with different colors, some fast and some slow.

This is the manifestation of mental power in the ghost falcon's vision, simple and intuitive.

With this, Wang Jindong quickly found his former subordinates in the crowd: Fan Lei and Su Wen, but he saw bugs wriggling in the "vortex" of their brains.

"Unbelievable stuff..."

He cursed secretly, then turned his gaze to the largest and fastest rotating vortex in the tent.

"Xie Wenyuan..."

He silently read the other person's name, observed carefully, and saw that this person was wiping the lenses with his glasses legs, but the vortex on his head was full of "bugs", which could not be described as "worm nest".

"The brain of a city has been hacked, so it's no wonder that there are no problems..."

Wang Jindong caressed Hu Cha's groaning chin, and began to think about which organization's method this was.

"Fusion School, Paradise Lost, Jing Xingjiao, or... the Great Kyushu, or the Dajing Demon?"

After thinking about it, he couldn't help shaking his head.

According to his understanding, the first three are currently in the stage of accumulating strength, and manpower and resources are in short supply, so they should not spend so much thought and manpower on the small city of Taoyuan.

As for the latter two...

"The people in the Great Kyushu are all very particular. There is a high probability that they will not attack their own compatriots. They are also known as 'crazy'. The possibility of using ghost tricks such as mental influence is relatively small... It can basically be ruled out. Lose……"

"Could it be... the Dajing demon?"

Thinking of this possibility, he couldn't help frowning.

As we all know, the secret places all over the world are the entrances to Dajing World.

As an extraordinary world on the verge of shattering, there are not only all kinds of monsters and monsters, but also a small number of "natives" who are powerful.

However, this group of intelligent "similars" has great malice towards Blue Star humans, besieging and chasing them, and making frequent tricks.

If it weren't for the fact that they were temporarily unable to enter the Blue Star through the pass of the secret realm, and their numbers were relatively rare, they would be no less harmful than those ferocious and terrifying demons and monsters.

It is also because of these that the Card Masters Alliance gave this group of extraordinary "natives" the title of "Great Scene Demons" to warn the world.

"Those dogs really like to play these tricks, but they can't make it through? Could it be..."

Wang Jindong thought to himself, his face gradually became ugly: "It's the bastards from Jing Xingjiao."

Jing Xing Jing Xing, on behalf of Jing Xing.

"Just now I forgot that the bunch of trash is still a bunch of dog legs."

"Is this just picking up the scraps left over from the master's meal, and you're here to make trouble?"

Wang Jindong's eyes were cold and stern, and the three characters "Jing Xingjiao" were deeply recorded in his mind.

However, the intuition developed in his years of combat life always made him feel that things were far from that simple, so he added two words before "Jing Xingjiao": Suspected.

At the same time, Xie Wenyuan, who was wiping his glasses with his back turned to him, twitched the corner of his mouth imperceptibly.

"Since it is a great cause, why bother to stick to the small details."

As he said in his heart, the "worm swarm" around him became more active.

Sorry, everyone, today is the day with the worst symptoms, I can't get out of bed, the update is too late, I am very sorry.

Let me tell you something, our book will be on the shelves at twelve o'clock on Friday. Just like what I said before, the top five new books before being released from the list, and the top ten chapters on the shelves, this remains unchanged.

It’s just that the little brother has been bleating these days, and the loss of the manuscript is a bit big. It may not be possible to send out ten chapters at twelve o’clock. The chapter was sent out in one go at eleven o'clock in the evening, which is the time we updated it before.

To express my apologies, my younger brother created a group and will give out red envelopes on that day, and then everyone is discussing a time, New Year's Day, Xiaonian, or Chinese New Year, or any day, my health should be better at that time, and I will explode again to make up for it Everyone.

The group number is as follows: 681780376