Card New World

Chapter 5
"You came?"

When Sun Ziqiang arrived at the card market, Mr. Qiao had already placed the spell cards on the booth.In front of the booth, there were five spell cards, and the types of these five spell cards were the same as yesterday's.Two arcane missiles, two armor defenses, and one water column card.

"Master, how many cards do you sell every day?" Sun Ziqiang looked at the cards in front of the booth and couldn't help asking.

"Six spell cards are sold every day, and one spell card requires three non-attribute cards in exchange. This is my rule." Sitting on the floating mat in front of the booth, the old man said leisurely.

"Help me watch the stall here, I'll go to the market to have a look." After the old man finished speaking, before Sun Ziqiang agreed, he kicked his legs and jumped up from the mat. It was an old man who was half buried.

"Uh..." Sun Ziqiang looked at the back of the old man in astonishment.

"Hey..." He sighed, walked to the old man's cushion, and sat down.

After Mr. Qiao left, Sun Ziqiang saw that no one came to buy the card, so he took out a bread card, brought out a piece of bread, and ate it slowly.It was past noon, and Sun Ziqiang, who was growing, hadn't eaten yet, and his stomach was already growling.

I still remember that when I was in the Sun family, I could eat different types of staple food every day, and occasionally I could eat a few pieces of beast meat.But now, I can only eat bread to get through.The bread in the card is very fluffy and has an excellent taste. Even if he eats it every day, Sun Ziqiang has never suffered from anorexia.

Just when Sun Ziqiang finished eating the bread and wiped his mouth, a middle-aged man came over.

"Young man, why did you change people today? What about the old man?" The man looked at the young man sitting in front of the stall, and asked in surprise.

Sun Ziqiang raised his head and looked at the man.

"This man looks a little familiar...it seems...he came to buy cards yesterday..." Sun Ziqiang still had some impressions of what happened here yesterday based on his own memory.This man seemed to have bought all the remaining three cards yesterday.

"My master has gone to the market, you may meet him if you go in and walk around."

The old man set up a booth at the door, so Sun Ziqiang was right.

Hearing this, the man couldn't help waving his hands, and said, "It turns out that the old man is your master. It's okay. I bought cards from your master yesterday. The cards are pretty good, and each card has a 10% bonus."

"How about this, I bought all five cards in front of the booth, these are fifteen colorless cards." The man didn't talk nonsense, took out a card book, and took out fifteen colorless cards.

"Okay." Sun Ziqiang picked up the five spell cards from the stand. Originally, Sun Ziqiang thought that the man was going to bargain for a price. Since the man bought it at the original price, Sun Ziqiang would not foolishly give him cheap.

"Go slowly." After the transaction, Sun Ziqiang put away the fifteen non-attribute cards, and prepared to return these non-attribute cards to Qiao Lao when Mr. Qiao came back.

Looking at the back of the man walking away, Sun Ziqiang couldn't help but feel a little unreal.It's not even halfway through the afternoon, and all the cards have been sold? "That's great, so the master can teach me how to make cards when I go back." Sun Ziqiang clenched his fists, looking a little excited.Yesterday, because it was too late to set up the stall, I didn't have time to teach card making. I just identified all the cards, but today I have plenty of time.

but……

Sun Ziqiang quietly waited for Mr. Qiao to come back in front of the stall, but he did not see the old man for a long time.

"No way..." Sun Ziqiang looked at the time card on his body.

"Master has been there for more than two hours, and the card market is not that big..." In Sun Ziqiang's memory, he walked around the card market yesterday afternoon.And for such a long time, Mr. Qiao didn't come out even once?

"Did you see something good?" Sun Ziqiang didn't know what happened to Mr. Qiao inside, but he couldn't go back to the market to look for him.This market is a circle, there are two exits to the outside, and two entrances to enter. If two people happened to walk in two lanes, wouldn't they just miss it?If during this period of time Qiao always came back and found that there was no one in front of the booth, and the cards were gone, he would have been stunned.

At this time, Sun Ziqiang could only wait patiently.

About half an hour later, the figure of an old man in a black coat came into Sun Ziqiang's eyes.

"Master." Sun Ziqiang hastily greeted him.

"Oh? Are all the cards sold out?" The old man couldn't help asking when he saw him.

"It was sold out two hours ago, and a man bought them all. These are fifteen colorless cards." Sun Ziqiang quickly took out fifteen colorless cards from his pocket, and handed them over respectfully. Gave it to Old Joe.

Mr. Qiao put away the card, and didn't ask about the specific details of the transaction.Looking at Sun Ziqiang's eager expression, he knew that this guy was thinking about how to make cards.

And why did Mr. Qiao come back so late, he was thrown out of the sky by Sun Ziqiang long ago!

"Let's go, go home." After Qiao Lao finished speaking, he strode forward.

……

Sun Ziqiang and Qiao Lao stood in the card making room.

"If you want to become a card maker, you can't become it just by thinking about it, nor can you become it by practicing hard." Old Qiao stood in front of the floating table with his hands behind his back, holding a piece of cardboard, and slowly Said.

"If you want to become a card maker, you must have strong mental power. That is the talent of card making. So if you want to become a card maker, you must first show strong mental power."

"How can I show my spiritual power?" Sun Ziqiang asked eagerly.

"Actually, when you were abandoned by the Sun family, but you failed to give up on yourself, you have already shown it to me." Old Qiao smiled lightly, patted Sun Ziqiang on the shoulder, and pulled Sun Ziqiang to sit on a floating card stool. down.

"But this is just the first step to becoming a card maker. If you want to become a real card maker, you still have a long way to go."

"What you are sitting on now is a card-making stool. The secret of the card-making stool is that it can help you feel the energy and structure of non-attribute cards. Non-attribute cards are the basis of all cards, and feeling Non-attribute cards are also a key step in becoming a card maker."

Sun Ziqiang nodded ignorantly. Sitting on the card-making stool, he could feel a vague breath slowly forming in his mind.It seems to be a texture, and it seems to be a graphic.

"Today, you can experience this non-attribute card." After the old man finished speaking, he left the card making room.

Sun Ziqiang slowly closed the camera, he felt that this breath turned into a mass of energy, wandering in his mind.And the track left behind after wandering turned into a pattern.

"Could it be... this is the pattern of the non-attribute card?"

To be continued...

　Happy Eleven!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)