Quick Travel: Card Destroyer

Chapter 363: Same Heart, Different Paths (Thirty-four)

After sorting out the intelligence with A Yao, Bing Haoqi began to think about what he could do.

First of all, she had been wandering outside the city some time ago, and together with Kong Yi and Le Bolian, she had obtained information about David Chang, which needed to be passed on to Fu Cangzhao as soon as possible.

Secondly, she returned to the city and came to the Dongrong District, a large commercial area. She came here with a purpose, so she just needed to carry out the original plan.

Third, although I don't know what to do, I must not let the impeachment process go smoothly. Once the mayor steps down, the White Dove faction is likely to take over and force the city's citizens to accept the aliens. The aliens have long been resentful of the city, and God knows how many outrageous things they will do at that time.

Bing Haoqi admits that she doesn't have deep feelings for the card city, but at least it's comfortable to live in, and she doesn't want the situation to get worse. On the other hand, as a "ghost citizen", her identity card has greater authority than ordinary citizens, which means she bears greater responsibilities.

She thought that if the snowman with a wine gourd that Fu Cangzhao knew was willing to register his identity in the city, he would probably be a ghost citizen.

"What did the host think of?" A Yao keenly caught a thought and asked.

"It's not something very important," Bing Haoqi said, "I just read a novel before, and the protagonist was also a snowman, but I didn't like that snowman very much. Fu Cangzhao's snowman friend is a bit like her, so I don't like her very much either."

A Yao said with a hint of reproach: "Don't vent your anger on others!"

"I know, but I'm a human being, how can I not vent my anger on others?" Bing Haoqi's mood turned bad when he thought of some of the "classic books" that were highly sought after by people with legs hair.

It is the author's duty to take care of his own leg hair.

Just because someone else pointed out some unreasonable aspects of the plot written by your author, you have to follow the other party's reader homepage to the author's homepage, pick out a small paragraph of specious description and start to accuse him of being "not progressive enough", and even post the accusatory comments in the comment section of your own author... This kind of ky behavior really makes you lose favor.

The author himself is indifferent to this, which makes me lose my favor x2.

Of course, we are all connected by an Internet cable, and no one can stop them if they really want to do something stupid, but even if the author simply marks it as "no stupidity" to express his attitude, it is better than pretending to be dead.

She had no intention of taking her anger out on Ji Xueyue, but this guy was too similar to the image of a snowman in her mind who never did good things. He also had an annoying wine gourd hanging from his body all year round. Seeing his poker face would bring back unpleasant memories...

In short, out of sight, out of mind.

While thinking, I wandered aimlessly with the crowd and unknowingly walked in front of a display board.

After just a glance, Bing Haoqi couldn't help but curse: "Burning Baika! What's wrong with all of you!"

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As winter turns to spring, new buds appear on the branches by the roadside. The flamingos that have been sleeping in the sunroom for a long time gradually wake up. Every morning they gather together and chirp, making a loud and lively sound.

Ji Liangqi didn't hate them, even though they disturbed her peaceful sleep again and again. She would just listen to them for a while in a daze and soon fall into a deep sleep again until waking up naturally at noon.

Her room was a mess, with all kinds of tools placed randomly, each one tilted to one side or the other.

When Yi Chunzhan was still around, all these tools would suddenly return to where they were supposed to be one day, waiting for the owner to mess up the room again. They would then be put back in their places a few days later, and the cycle would repeat over and over again.

Yi Chunzhan stayed forever in the world of immortal cultivation that she created, so Ji Liangqi's room was never cleaned again. Without her permission, Fu Cangzhao would not enter the room, nor would Sancai and Peipei.

For Ji Liangqi, since she dropped out of school and opened the Dongyu Law Firm more than a decade ago, every day has been filled with a sense of déjà vu. Everything seems to have happened before, and it has been going on for more than a decade.

She turned over in bed and groggily felt a piece of paper. She picked it up and barely opened her eyes a little, so that she could see clearly what was on it in the dim light.

A rough draft of a card pattern that is still under design.

By the way, this is a gift for Fu Cangzhao.

The figure with dark blue hair appeared in his mind. His confused mind became clearer, he sat up, stretched his fingers to the back of his head, and rubbed his messy short hair.

Soon, the adopted child will celebrate his 18th birthday. At that time, the guardianship relationship between the two will be automatically terminated, and Ji Liangqi can hire Fu Cangzhao as originally planned, package her as a faceless card master, offer her a high salary, and personally put an end to her freeloading life, which can also be regarded as expanding the scope of the firm's business.

She originally wanted to come back and cover for Fu Cangzhao, but she hadn't designed a new card from scratch for more than ten years. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get back to the natural state she once had. If she told others about it, people would just laugh at her and spread the word that "the little genius in the mayor's family has become like everyone else."

However, as a reliable adult over 30 years old, she has her own conditioning methods.

Since it is impossible to design a complete set of patterns at one time, I will do the same as ordinary creators, stretching the battle line and designing slowly. Just ask for more every day, and one day I will be able to finish it.

I already have an idea and have recorded it completely in two copies, one stored in the computer and the other written on paper so it won't run away.

Stepping over the scattered parts on the floor, she washed up as usual, made a cup of meal replacement powder to satisfy her stomach, walked to the workbench, threw the draft paper aside, and continued to check the list that she hadn't finished last night.

The opening of the trading month has led to a surge in orders from the firm. If Fu Cangzhao were around, all these things could be repaired quickly. But she went to another card world and didn't know when she would be able to come back.

Pepe is a very sensible child. He makes his own breakfast and goes to school every morning. Sancai occasionally strolls to the sun room, but he does not follow the nature of a cat to kill the flamingo. He just circles his beautiful tricolor tail in front of him and lies down to bask in the sun.

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It seems like an ordinary existence, but it is actually not ordinary at all.

Ji Liangqi had long been determined to stay away from the factional struggles among the city's high-level officials, but he still took the initiative to block various invitations again and again. Fu Cangzhao had an extraordinary talent for card making, and Pepe was an obedient AI. There were countless people who wanted them. Even if he just refused, it would mean that he would be involved again.

very tired.

However, as long as she could see the boy smile at her, she was willing to keep working so hard.

She had waited too long. This time, she had to seize the opportunity no matter what.

——After bringing Fu Cangzhao into the office, she lived with this mentality every day.

Until today.

A familiar yet unfamiliar communication request appeared on the light computer screen.

From one of her biological mothers, who is also the current mayor of Card City.

According to the setting, Bing Haoqi's hometown is in Northeast China, so she originally liked snowmen very much, but [holds a grudge.jpg].

(Where is the soul of the Northeastern people? Save it!)

Another note: Burning white cards - a common swear word in the card city, originally meant that the creator could not control the flow rate of the creation idea, causing the white cards to burn, ≈ damn it/prodigal son/castrated/father...

It may be replaced by "*Card City Foul Words*" in the future.