Quick Travel: Card Destroyer

Chapter 352: Same Heart, Different Paths (Twenty-three)

In just one week, Wei Youmeng had a basic understanding of the relationships between some of the major associations.

The Image Association and the Game Association have close ties, and the two organizations organize social activities every now and then.

The Repairers Association doesn't have a very good relationship with most of the creative associations, because the latter often come up with some overly tricky patterns, which either make the repairers' eyes dizzy, or make the repairers who do in-depth repairs waste their efforts and still fail to fix the plot.

The associations that mainly focus on material creation cards have a better relationship with the Repairman Association. After all, no matter what kind of card it is, it needs to be maintained and repaired by a repairman, and most cards involving item production strictly abide by city regulations, so they are much more comfortable to repair than narrative cards.

In fact, if he hadn't experienced the pursuit, Wei Youmeng would have admired the style of the Maintenance Engineers Association.

It has been a week since she was sent to the headquarters of the Image Association by the treasure hunter. She has heard many stories from many predecessors and gradually began to agree that "there is no absolute freedom in creation."

You see, we are quite free now, but what is the result? Alien characters are very popular. If it weren't for the fact that the city's acceptance of humans far exceeds that of aliens, maybe all the characters would be about aliens abusing humans.

Of course, it is no different from abuse now.

——In Wei Youmeng’s cognition, writing a story in which the human protagonist has an emotional connection with an alien character is equivalent to abusing the protagonist.

In addition to freedom of content, creative freedom also includes freedom of form and genre.

For example, the dynamic algorithmic textures she created herself.

Once too much freedom is taken in this regard, it will be the maintenance technicians who will suffer.

"I'll just use conventional methods to produce new series in the future!" she thought, "But optimization is a must, since I'm the only one left... I don't know what's going on with the script girl..."

She walked out of the association building and looked into the distance.

The road is always wide.

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Taking advantage of the night, Fu Cangzhao shook off the pursuers and climbed over the towering city wall.

The QY system has always been very indulgent towards her. If someone else had done the same thing, they would have sounded the alarm and called in the city defense forces, but this time, it remained silent.

Not only that, he also allowed her to blow up all the alien species stationed in Chunliu District.

Wu Ruohuang’s bomb card is really useful.

She couldn't help but laugh dryly. Even the system couldn't stand it anymore. What on earth was the White Dove Faction doing?

But she believes she has more important things to do than targeting the doves.

The Card City is a regular pentagonal city, and its current location is very close to the southwest corner.

A small wooden house was quietly waiting there.

The starry night flower vines almost covered the entire house, and even the entrance door was covered by the vines. Fu Cangzhao picked two starry night flowers, and a ball of white flames shot out from his fingertips, guiding the vines to spread out to both sides, leaving a passage for the door.

The wooden door opened and she was slightly surprised.

The room was spotlessly clean and the temperature was slightly lower than outside, so it was obvious that someone had been there.

She was not in a hurry to find out who had come, but instead activated the pure white flame again and turned the two starry night fireworks into scented tea.

There is a device in the corner that can draw clear well water by just pressing a few handles.

She fetched a bucket and let the flames engulf the ash, sterilizing it, then filled a bucket with water, scooped some into the clean kettle, and placed it on the stove-like device.

He skillfully took out a card from the drawer and slowly pushed it into the slot of the stove.

Soon, hot steam came out of the kettle's vents and spout, and the water boiled.

Put the newly made dried starry night lilies into the teapot, pour boiling water into them, and wait for the dry and curled petals to absorb water and unfold again.

The light floral scent overpoweringly covered up other smells in the room. Fu Cangzhao felt exceptionally calm as he smelled it.

The "veil" has been lifted, and she has recovered most of her memories from five years ago, but there are still some fragments left for her to sort out.

At this moment, time seemed to go back five years.

At the age of twelve, after Fu Cangzhao left the world of magical girls, he fell into a coma due to mental overload and woke up in a small wooden house.

The wooden house always exudes a unique fragrance that calms her anxious mood.

An old man was standing by the stove waiting for the water to boil, with two dried flowers already in the glass teapot.

The water was boiling.

The old man stood up and poured boiling water into the teapot. She just watched quietly as the flower unfolded again, its soft petals floating in the water.

Seeing that she was awake, the old man poured her a cup of scented tea. While she was concentrating on the fragrant scented tea, the old man began to introduce himself.

She said that she was the tomb keeper who protected the card city, and asked Fu Cangzhao if he wanted to learn her skills.

Fu Cangzhao didn't understand at first, but when the old man demonstrated how to make cards on the spot, she was attracted all at once, as if she was born to be able to make cards.

From then on, the old woman became her grandmother.

Later she found out that the wood used for the cabin was called Anshen wood, and the starry night vine particularly liked to climb on it, so what she smelled was the scent of the starry night flower and what she drank was the starry night flower tea.

Grandma said that the threshold for making cards by hand is very high, and it requires full communication between the creator and the base card to successfully introduce the idea of ​​creation - that is, mental power - into it.

But she seemed to never need this step, her mental strength naturally matched the white card.

Fu Cangzhao watched his grandmother pondering for most of the day, then took out a curled paper book from the drawer and flipped through it. Finally, before the sun set, he told her: "You may have some connection with the origin of the fairy papyrus. However, you don't seem to know your own life experience, let alone how to use your power."

At that time, she didn't understand why her grandma said that.

In short, grandma became more determined to teach her children.

She was very sure that Fu Cangzhao was very strong, and could be said to be the strongest being in the world. His ideas of creation were endless and completely in line with Bai Ka. Given time, he would be able to cultivate the strongest creator in history.

Fu Cangzhao's performance was as expected. In just three months, she had mastered the decorative patterns on military cards, funeral ceremonies, and the basic usage of the death scepter.

Grandma looked very relaxed. In fact, the course schedule was not very tight. It was only when she kept asking questions that grandma would talk more.

Back to the present.

Fu Cangzhao stopped meditating and went to the drawer where his grandmother took out the paper notes, and indeed found an old book.

The pages of the book have turned yellow and have frayed edges, but the paper is not fragile and remains strong.

She carefully read every word in the notes and finally understood what her grandmother meant.

Few people know that the biggest obstacle to making cards by hand is the main raw material of white cards - fairy papyrus.

This is a material that was created five hundred years ago and appeared almost at the same time as cities.

But the first generation of fairy papyrus was not something that ordinary people could touch. It had no roots and depended on red soil for survival, which would constantly devour reality and drive people insane. At that time, the red soil was like a barrier, surrounding the city tightly, so that people inside could not leave and people outside could not enter.

The magical thing is that although the red soil will erode reality, it will not erode the city walls.

One day later, the red soil disappeared without warning, the QY system took over control of the city's borders, and people finally began to live a normal life.

The fairy papyrus was gradually tamed by humans, but it and the white card made from it always rejected every creator.

In other words, every time it senses the injection of the idea of ​​creation, it will conduct a comprehensive review of the creator's spirit, and most people cannot pass it, so they cannot successfully make the card.

What is this? Twelve-year-old little girl, give it a pinch.