Global Cards: I Create Eastern Mythic Card Deck

"Lulu, is my brother back?"

A gentle female voice came from the darkness, appearing ethereal and cold.

"No, my brother went to buy me a gift. Brother Ji Nian came up first."

The little girl turned her head to respond, revealing the back of her head with thick hair and white worms squirming.

"It's disgusting."

Ji Nian made a complaint and was about to enter the house.

The little girl named "Lulu" turned her head at this moment, blinked and asked him: "Brother Ji Nian! Where is my gift?"

She grinned, her bloodless lips slowly reaching her ears, becoming increasingly pale.

"Here, a birthday present for you."

Ji Nian took out the exercise book seized on the school bus from his bag and threw it into Lulu's arms: "Brother Ji Nian will buy you a new one after you finish it."

Holding a thick stack of exercise books, the little girl was stunned. It took a long time for her eyes, which had no whites and were as black as deep pools, to regain their clarity: "Thank you, Brother Ji Nian. I will definitely take revenge on you when I grow up."

"Ok?"

Ji Nian narrowed his eyes, and the little girl immediately changed her words: "Repay, repay."

"Ah."

Ji Nian walked into the living room without any surprise.

It was the child's birthday, and there were no lights at home, so he just put a few candles on the cake with a weird smile on it.

The light that just ran out along the crack of the door was from the big-head TV with a gray shell, and "snowflakes" were flashing on it.

The picture that occasionally flashes is a cartoon.

The strange cat with blue fur and white belly, walking upright, caught the dirty and ugly yellow-furred mouse, mixed it with snakes, toads and other disgusting creatures, and cooked it into a pot of soup.

With his back to the screen, he filled a spoonful with his head and sipped, the soup overflowing.

Then he suddenly turned his head and showed an eerie smile.

"Forehead……"

Ji Nian smacked his lips, said nothing, and sat on the sofa alone.

There is a man sitting next to him. As expected, he should be the "dad" in the field.

At this moment, he was crossing his legs, reading a newspaper, and glancing at his watch from time to time.

The frequency of shaking his feet revealed his inner mania.

It seemed like he was going to go crazy in the next second.

Beyond the middle-aged man, on the single sofa next to the balcony, a white-haired old lady wearing reading glasses was knitting with her head down.

Because the light was too weak, she had to lower her head very low to see the moldings clearly.

Then, her eyeball fell off with a "pop", and a dark red blood flower was printed on the pale sweater.

"It's strange that the old lady knows how to live her life. She doesn't even turn on the light when she knits."

Ji Nian played the game with his legs crossed, and his tone, movements, and expression were as natural as if he had returned to his own home.

As soon as he spoke, the middle-aged man reading the newspaper stopped shaking his feet and turned his head slightly, with most of his face pressed against the newspaper, revealing only one bloodshot eye.

"Hoo! Chi!"

He breathed heavily through his nostrils, feeling heavy and stuffy, like a beast that had been hungry for a long time.

Facing a stranger, he couldn't help but salivate, soaking the dull yellowed old newspaper.

"Tsk." Ji Nian glanced at him with slight disgust: "You are really unhygienic."

"?"

The middle-aged man seemed to be angry and kept making sounds of venting gas.

But soon, he seemed to be strangled by the neck, and there was no movement at all.

"Be generous and give it a look."

After Ji Nian finished speaking, Brother Zongzi, who had his legs crossed stiffly and his arms around the shoulders of the middle-aged man, immediately stuck his head into the newspaper in a decent manner.

Squinting his black and red eyes, he seemed to be identifying the words inside.

Soon, its legs began to shake.

——It is not very intelligent and cannot even recognize the pictures.

"It's time to eat."

A gentle female voice came from behind.

Ji Nian turned around and saw an intellectual, elegant, gentle and beautiful middle-aged woman walking out of the darkness.

There was also a plate of red meat in his hand.

It can be seen that the conditions of this family are good, and the oil on the meat drips down the edge of the plate.

"Children are here."

she said with a smile.

His words and deeds seemed perfectly normal.

"Well, here we come."

Ji Nian looked at this woman quietly:

He wears an off-white turtleneck sweater on the upper body, a pair of jeans on the lower body, red cotton slippers, and a pink plaid apron with a bow-knotted cat on it.

He has a well-proportioned body and a good-looking face, with only a hint of crow's feet at the corners of his eyes.

It looks perfectly normal.

But Ji Nian was still keenly aware that there was a very deep mark on her neck.

Although he deliberately used the high collar of his sweater to cover it up, he still caught the eye of the year with his movements.

"Abin, this kid is so slow to buy a gift."

She placed the dishes on the greasy dining table and looked at the motionless clock with a broken dial: "You're not coming back so late."

"Then don't wait for him."

The old lady, who had always lowered her head, spoke at this moment, with a gloomy voice: "That little bastard, it would be best if he starved to death outside."

"Mom..." The middle-aged woman smiled awkwardly at Ji Nian, rubbed her hanging right hand gently, and then turned her head silently: "Lulu, it's time to eat."

"Wow, it's so rich."

Lulu subconsciously stretched her hand towards the red piece of meat, but was hit by the middle-aged woman with her chopsticks: "There are guests, so rude."

"I know." The little girl curled her lips a little aggrievedly, then turned her head with a smile: "Brother Ji Nian, you are a guest, you eat first."

"Ah."

Ji Nian nodded, sat on the chair, picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks, and threw it into Brother Zongzi's mouth from a distance.

"puff."

Brother Zongzi chewed it happily at first, but the next moment he spit out the piece of meat.

You know, Ji Nian usually uses it as a kitchen waste eliminator.

It can't even swallow this mouthful of meat, which shows how disgusting this thing is.

The key to breaking the field is that as early as when he opened the door, the rules of the field clearly informed:

That means he needs to sit here and eat at a normal high school student's eating speed for ten minutes.

"What a good Yu Anran."

Ji Nian shook his head and couldn't help but laugh.

This is the first time he has encountered such an opponent.

If it is a real enemy, then he can avoid, offset, or even break it through various methods the moment the opponent displays the field.

But now that he has entered other people's fields, it is difficult to forcefully break this field from the inside without exceeding too much mental power.

Then you have to abide by other people's rules, complete some tasks, and then use them as loopholes and attack points to break them.

"A very good mission-oriented field..."

Ji Nian nodded slightly approvingly.

Now, whether it is the "finished product" [Red and White Collision] or the plug-in [Daiyu's Death], they are all offensive field cards.

If you want to come out of it, it's very simple.

Just use brute force to smash all the cards in the field.

There are so many twists and turns.

"I am a kind-hearted person and know how to take care of my opponents."

"They are nothing like this group of students from Yunding. They are all bad guys. They use tricks one after another. They are not at all as simple and honest as the Qingshan people."

"I'm starting to hate them too."

Ji Nian was talking seriously, and the door in the corner of the living room suddenly opened.

A tall and thin high school student with long bangs covering his eyes walked in, holding a toy cat in his hand.

He didn't speak. After passing the thing in his hand to Lulu, he sat next to Ji Nian.

Although there was a wet "door curtain", Ji Nian could still see those eyes that were like black holes, full of resentment.

"Look what I'm doing, eating."