Global Cards: I Create Eastern Mythic Card Deck

As a practical person, Ji Nian doesn't like to guess and is prepared to have time to do experiments.

"Okay, it's time for my favorite part of the search again."

Ji Nian said something, and under the protection of Master Ba and Brother Zongzi, he searched the Gu family's old house carefully, inside and out.

He spread his mental power throughout the mansion, but in the end only found some gray and white quality item materials.

For example, a lamp with green fire, a dressing table where ghosts often appear, a writing brush that writes automatically, and so on.

Basically, they are special items formed by the little ghosts who escaped from the cracks in the small world and landed on the objects in the old house.

"It can only be said to be better than nothing."

Ji Nian sighed helplessly.

But when I thought that I had picked up an equipment card with good skills and characteristics for nothing, I felt happy instantly.

"But then again, where did these paper figures come from?"

Ji Nian couldn't help but frowned as he looked at the remains of the paper figures scattered in the courtyard.

As a famous underworld place in Taoyuan, this place has already gone through several rounds of cleaning by the Card Creators Association.

Insignificant things like broken lanterns, pens, inkstones, mirrors, tables and chairs, it was normal to keep a few of them.

But something like a paper man that looks like the underworld must be destroyed as soon as possible based on the Taoyuan Card Master's style of conduct.

"Even if it is not burned, it will be sent back to the Bai family..."

"You keep so many in the house, do you want to use them as containers for evil spirits?"

Ji Nian thought to himself, took out a blank card and put the paper man away.

But these old and broken paper figures have long since completely lost their spirituality after being over-manipulated by [Dream Red Veil] and can no longer be used as materials.

Blank cards naturally lose their effectiveness.

"Then let's take some photos."

After putting away Master Ba, Ji Nian summoned the young reporter Yingtai again and took a few photos of the remains of the paper figures on the ground.

After everything was over, he pushed the door open and walked out of the old house, breathing in the cold and humid air.

Although the seventh and eighth masters did not contribute in this battle, Brother Zongzi's mana consumption was reduced a lot under the moonlight.

But after all, four Kalings were in battle at the same time, so the consumption on him was still considerable.

Therefore, the moment he walked out of the door, he raised his head and drank half a bottle of potion to replenish his mental strength.

"Brother, are you done?"

Seeing Ji Nian walking back from the Gu family's old house in the drizzle, the driver known as "A Mang" decisively quit the game, adjusted his seat, and waved his hand to try to disperse the remaining smoke in the car.

He seems to be an extremely responsible driver.

"Well, it's done."

Ji Nian nodded and responded with a smile.

He thought that it was really troublesome not to know the way. He must familiarize himself with the map in advance tomorrow and then direct the paper man to carry the coffin.

No more taking the bus or taking a taxi.

"It's good to have something to gain." Amang smiled and stuffed his phone into his pocket: "Brother, where are you going next?"

"Go to Taoyuan City Card Makers Association." Ji Nian replied.

He happened to have some spare money on hand, so he was going to buy some coin materials to perfect the mountain ghost spending money.

By the way, he took a look at the association's database to see if there was any material he could use.

If you're lucky, you can save money on a night's accommodation.

"okay."

Aman grinned and nodded.

Of course he knew that the act of marking the year was a test.

As a matter of common sense, members of evil organizations, even if they are quite powerful, would not hang out in front of the association building.

But the problem is that he is originally from the Card Master Alliance, but he is just working as an undercover agent in the Fusion Faction with Uncle Bai, so of course he is not afraid of his own family.

More importantly, he is quite confident in his own strength. Even if his comrades who don't know the inside story see through his disguise and recognize him as "Wanted Criminal Chen Mang", he can easily escape.

So he stepped on the accelerator and drove straight to the card maker's building.

On the road, there was deliberately water on the side of the road, causing a few drifts.

Finally, under the abuse and "escort" of the citizens on the roadside, we arrived at our destination.

"The money is gone."

A little dizzy, Ji Nian pushed the door and got out of the car, took out his mobile phone, scanned the code, and transferred the money.

"Remember to give me a good review, dear." Chen Mang raised his eyebrows: "I just added your WeChat account. If you need a car, please contact me at any time."

"I know, brother."

Ji Nian said with a smile, then stepped through the stagnant water and walked towards the card printing building.

In order to avoid the situation where people are in danger and have no one to turn to, the association in Taoyuan has always implemented a 24-hour rotating work system.

Therefore, when Ji Nian opened the door and walked into the lobby, he saw the girl at the front desk whom he had seen before, tilting her head and taking a nap.

She seemed to be awakened by the cold wind rushing in through the crack in the door. She opened her eyes drowsily and said, "Can I help you?"

After looking at Ji Nian's face, he said, "He's a friend of Brother Ziliang. Do you have any business to do?"

"Buy a few coins and materials." Ji Nian said.

"Okay." The girl nodded and tapped quickly on the keyboard with her slender fingers: "What quality do you need?"

"Green and blue."

After Ji Nian finished speaking, a screen full of introductions and pictures quickly appeared on the side screen.

He briefly looked at it and finally selected five green-grade materials and one blue-grade material called [Yuan Xi Ya Beast Swallows Ghost Money].

"That's all."

"Okay, the total is 136,400 yuan."

Ji Nian silently transferred the money.

I secretly lamented that money is really not worth spending.

Before the 600,000 yuan from selling the house was warmed up, 300,000 yuan was spent successively.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but said: "There are also this month's benefits, let me get it too."

"Okay." The girl at the front desk nodded and tapped her fingers quickly on the keyboard: "Thirty thousand yuan has been transferred to your account, please check it."

Ji Nian looked at the mobile banking and after confirming that the amount was correct, he took the latest "Association Database Material Overview" from the table beside him.

He sat on the reception sofa aside and started reading.

The girl at the front desk was very discerning. Seeing this situation, she decisively took him to a room on the third floor to rest.

"Thank you." Ji Nian thanked him.

The girl at the front desk put on a professional smile that showed only eight teeth: "It's okay."

The door was closed immediately, and Ji Nian sat on the sofa and picked up this small book with various monsters, ghosts, and underworld objects on the cover.

Follow the table of contents and turn to the chapter Blue Materials.

"Summoning materials: Doppelgänger, Bo Granny, Lame Teacher, Bone Flute Man, Head Barber, Oxhead Butcher, Yangcha Ghost Farmer..."

"Item materials: Broken Finger Pliers, Snake-Eight Ghost Cup, Ghost Scare Scene, Dog Hissing Ghost Picture, Blood Glue Sophora Crossbow, Cold Steel Translucent Fork..."

"Skill materials: limp steps to avoid ghosts, bow pot head protection technique, spreading paper to form cranes, blood mist, Hua Dan's Three Phases, ghosts knocking on doors in the middle of the night..."

Ji whispered the names of the materials above, his brain working rapidly, trying to connect these cards with the mythical stories in his heart.

"Clone, Yangcha, drama..."

"Cold steel penetrates the body, limp to avoid ghosts..."

Ji Nian took out a black gel pen from the pen holder on the side and drew lines and circles.

Two great paintings also slowly unfolded in his mind.

"The chief officer..."