Scientific research card maker

Chen Ming was a little confused.

He simply wanted to repair the damaged sea of ​​consciousness, but he never imagined that he could actually build such a big treasure. His untapped sea of ​​consciousness was suddenly devalued.

What is this thing? !

Giant consciousness?

No.

wrong.

He took a closer look at the body and saw that it still had a tail.

Monster?

Humanoid monster?

Why is it here?

And the golden spear, even though its owner is dead, is still terrifying. Even if he looks at it, his eyes feel a little stinging.

"What are these things?"

Chen Ming was full of doubts.

He thought for a moment, then approached cautiously, stretched out his fingers, and slowly touched the huge body.

boom!

A golden thunder flashed and Chen Ming was ejected on the spot.

It hurts...

Chen Ming got up with difficulty.

This familiar feeling...

His expression changed slightly, the golden lightning that killed the host on the spot that night was this thing! So, that was not a bolt of lightning, but a person? !

and.

What's even more outrageous is that as the golden lightning surges, a row of strange golden words appears in front of the giant.

"What's this?"

Chen Ming glanced at it, it looked like some ancient writing.

Fortunately, in modern society, it doesn't matter if you don't understand. He left the sea of ​​consciousness to search online. After several comparisons and corrections, he finally deciphered these words.

This is an ancient demon text.

Most of them have been lost. He can only guess based on archaeological data: "Demon God ()"§`^艹\u0026"

If it is followed by a curse word, it will not be translated.

From the previous words, you can roughly guess that this guy received an order to come and destroy himself. When completing the task, he also killed him?

These golden words are inscriptions.

right.

That's right, the inscription.

Not only did this thing commit suicide in Chen Ming's sea of ​​consciousness, it even carved a monument for itself.

"..."

Chen Ming's face was dark.

There seems to be some kind of demon or mystery involved here...

His scalp went numb just thinking about it.

He also learned about this matter. The young lady graduated and left after that day and never appeared again. No one even knew who she was.

so.

He didn't know what that woman was.

He didn't know what that man was.

He didn't even know what this thing in front of him was...

"If you want to commit suicide, can't you choose a place with good feng shui?"

Chen Ming didn't look good.

Who would choose to die in the sea of ​​consciousness of others? !

Ex-boyfriend and ex-girlfriend?

Or a pre-Walmart shopping bag?

He originally felt that this world was very dangerous, and he planned to be a dead man. With these things in his mind, the danger value simply exploded.

therefore.

After analyzing it calmly, he felt that the problem of the sea of ​​consciousness should be solved as soon as possible.

Only by solving the problem of the sea of ​​consciousness can he create cards, become stronger, and not be slaughtered by others!

pity.

He studied for a long time, but this golden giant could not be dismantled and destroyed, and could not be destroyed. Even if it was touched with electricity, it could not be solved at all.

"I have to think of other ways..."

Chen Ming looked at the haunted house in front of him and fell into deep thought.

And this time.

dormitory.

With a bang, the door was suddenly knocked open.

"Brother Chen!"

"Can you lend me a laundry card...hey?"

Zhao Hang from the dormitory next door burst in and saw Chen Ming sitting cross-legged. He suddenly became stunned. The next second, the mental energy in the room suddenly exploded.

boom!

Zhao Hang was immediately rushed away.

Buzz——

Chen Ming woke up from the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Zhao Hang?"

Chen Ming sighed, "How many times have I told you to knock on the door first."

"got used to."

Zhao Hang got up and said, "Brother Chen, if you have something important, you can lock the door."

"..."

Chen Ming was expressionless, "I locked it last time and you opened it from the hinge."

Well……

Zhao Hang suddenly scratched his head in embarrassment, but felt a pain, "Hiss—Brother Chen, your mental power is too sharp now!"

"Sharp?"

Chen Ming was confused.

"yes."

"Hiss--it hurts."

Zhao Hang grinned in pain, "The last time I was kicked out of the dormitory by my senior, it didn't hurt like this. No, I have to go back and apply some medicine."

Finished.

He limped away.

Chen Ming couldn't laugh or cry.

Does it hurt?

He tried to use his spiritual power to lightly sweep his hands, but he also felt the stinging pain like a knife. This familiar feeling...

Golden spear!

This was how he felt when he first saw the golden spear!

etc.

The golden spear is in the sea of ​​consciousness, and the card-making pen comes from the condensed sea of ​​consciousness, so the root cause of his card-making tear is this golden spear! ! !

now.

He finally found the reason.

That golden spear is so sharp that even if its owner is dead, just standing there fills the entire sea of ​​consciousness with sharp edges!

then.

Chen Ming stepped into the sea of ​​consciousness again.

He looked at the sharp spear and tried to cover up its edge. Unfortunately, he couldn't find any way. No matter how strong his mental power was, he couldn't cover it up!

"This is not okay."

Chen Ming thought for a moment.

Finally, his eyes fell on the giant, oh?

then.

Chen Ming covered the golden spear with his clothes, and then he was surprised to find that the sharp edge radiating across the entire sea of ​​consciousness dissipated, and the sea of ​​consciousness returned to peace.

Success! ! !

Chen Ming left the sea of ​​consciousness happily.

As for the burly giant who was half-kneeling, he had already stripped off most of his body, leaving only a pair of bulging shorts.

…

Back to reality.

Chen Ming started making cards.

Buzz——

He is very skilled in condensing the card-making pen.

The golden spear has been completely covered. As for the giant, he is strong and stable, and he has not leaked any aura. I think it should be fine... right?

laugh!

One stroke fell.

A winding line suddenly appeared.

Chen Ming was suddenly stunned.

curve?

I obviously drew a straight line...

No.

wrong.

It's not like a curve, either.

What appeared on the blank card at this moment was a line full of twists and turns. It was obviously just a straight line from point A to point B. It fluctuated up and down dozens of times.

What kind of bad pattern is this?

Sin function?

EKG?

"It shouldn't be like this."

Chen Ming was a little confused, "Are your hands shaking?"

Not right either.

The health of dignified college students shouldn't be so bad, right?

Well……

Come again!

Chen Ming calmed down and drew again.

brush!

One stroke fell.

Another winding line suddenly appeared.

This time, he clearly saw that when he was drawing a straight line in one stroke, the pen tip moved up and down more than ten times as if affected by some interference.

"Sure enough, I was still affected by the sea of ​​consciousness in the haunted house."

Chen Ming's heart sank.

What is card printing?

That is creation.

According to rumors, the ancients were able to rub forbidden spells with their hands to destroy the heaven and the earth, but their bodies were overwhelmed and they died early. But now, people just seal those powerful spells and power in cards.

What is the texture?

The text of the card.

Every line corresponds to a mysterious power.

Every line represents a rigorous algorithm.

Every line should be neatly planned and clearly visible. That is what the card maker should pursue, and that is the beauty of industry and creation.

but……

Chen Ming took a look. It didn't seem like there was much of a problem?

No matter how twists and turns the curve is, at least when I started writing, point A and point B were facing each other, and this energy pattern was drawn successfully and stably.

Since the definition of texture is font, I think this is a unique font.

Song Dynasty is a font, so you can’t discriminate against me for cursing, right?

Um……

Nothing wrong.

"As long as it's not torn, it's good."

Chen Ming breathed a sigh of relief.

then.

He started drawing again.

Although this is his first time making cards by himself, he has practiced it countless times.

Laundry card, an ordinary cleaning card, can quickly clean clothes, a must-have for adventure. This card contains 12 energy patterns, which can be completed by drawing them according to the design drawings.

One stroke.

Two strokes.

Three strokes.

…

With Chen Ming's current card-making skills, he should have been able to capture this card easily, but because of the weird lines, he was having difficulty every step of the way.

for a long time.

Beads of sweat appeared on Chen Ming's forehead, "This is the last touch..."

fall!

He clenched his right hand tightly and lowered it without hesitation, completing the final closed loop of the pattern on the design, and the faint energy suddenly dispersed.

Buzz——

The image on the blank card condensed, flickering with a faint white light.

"It's done!"

Chen Ming was delighted.

This is a standard laundry card.

Although the lines are a little ugly and the process is a little difficult, I finally succeeded! He, Chen Ming, finally became a qualified card maker!

However.

at this time.

Zhao Hang rushed in again, "Brother Chen, Brother Chen! I remember, I just came to you just because I wanted to ask you if you have a laundry card... Huh? Did you make one?"

"Um."

Chen Ming nodded slightly.

"Want a test?"

Zhao Hang's eyes lit up.

He has a lot of clothes waiting to be washed.

"Well……"

Chen Ming thought about his zigzag lines and shook his head, "Forget it, the test card is not stable. I'll just test it with the clothes I'm going to throw away."

"do not."

Zhao Hang chuckled, "Don't worry, Brother Chen, I'll take care of anything."

Laughing to death.

With just a laundry card, even if something goes wrong, can it still go to heaven?

then.

He quickly brought a large basket of dirty clothes.

Chen Ming aimed at the oily dirty clothes in the clothes basket and activated the card. The card flew out and turned into countless energy particles, submerging the clothes. The dirty clothes were instantly as white as new.

"oh?"

Chen Ming's eyes lit up, he was really clean?

"Brother Chen is mighty!"

Zhao Hang excitedly went over and picked up a piece of clothing, but something didn't feel right.

Why?

He picked up the clothes, but found that there were only a bunch of strips in his hands. He looked at the laundry basket with a confused look on his face, and was horrified to find that all his clothes were torn into strips!

"Chen, Brother Chen?"

Zhao Hang looked at Chen Ming confused.

"Well……"

Chen Ming pondered for a moment and concluded: "Just tell me whether you have washed it thoroughly or not."

Catching up with the editor's holiday, the first chapter seems to have been reviewed for a long time~~The second chapter is here. It will be updated normally tomorrow. Please recommend! Please collect it! New book released, please support me! Happy holidays to everyone~