Condescending and Condescending

The next day, Fang Yanqin sat at the desk as usual.

Because the fact that he was only promoted to the first class in his second awakening has become a hot search, and the lottery has started to work, so he just opened the live broadcast room.Thousands of people came in.

But these netizens obviously came to see the joke.

【…】

[How dare you start a live broadcast? 】

[Do you feel that the humiliation you have received is not enough? 】

[Let’s not talk about anything else, just pay attention to your unbeatable Xiaoqiang spirit. 】

……

Fang Yanqin still didn't care about them, he took the opportunity to hang the missing person notice in the most obvious position in the live broadcast room.

Then he directly took out the "Level [-] Card Making Strategy", and learned seven or eight new cards in one go.

Then he said with satisfaction: "I am indeed a genius."

God knows how confused he was when he knew that his aptitude was only Huang Pinzhong.

After all, being No.1 in the revival of traditional Chinese medicine, an academician of the Academy of Sciences, a winner of the highest national science and technology award, and the father of robots also needs face!

But the barrage exploded.

【…】

【genius?Huang Pinzhong's genius? 】

[As long as you are a little desperate, you won't say such a cold joke. 】

I saw Fang Yanqin continue to say: "It seems that the first-level card has nothing to study."

Then he downloaded a copy of "Secondary Card Making Strategy" from the optical brain.

【…】

【What do you want to do? 】

Fang Yanqin directly took out a second-level white card, and then drew a second-level energy card.

The first stroke, the second stroke... the lines of the second-level card are more complicated, generally starting with a hundred strokes, and the distribution of energy is more chaotic, so the energy in Fang Yanqin's body is exhausted after drawing No. 11 strokes.

He tried two more times and failed each time due to running out of energy.

Then he tried to use energy cards to replenish energy in time while making cards.

But once the energy in the energy card poured into his body, the energy in his body would immediately become disordered, unable to output stably to the card pen at all.

After all, the energy required for each stroke of the spirit card is different, so the energy input into the card pen must be adjusted in due course.

So in the end it failed.

Fang Yanqin couldn't help being a little disappointed.

So is he really only able to make level [-] cards in his life?

After all, although he has a good brain, his aptitude is the decisive factor for me to determine whether he can continue on the road of card maker.

The bullet screen also responded at this time.

【Yes, why daydream? 】

[I just want to draw a second-level card at the first level. If this is successful, I will cut off my head and make a bench for you. 】

[However, I have a good idea. You can continue to use the Potential Potion, although the Potential Potion can only upgrade you to level three at most. 】

[However, you probably don't have that much money to buy potential potions. You must know that you took two potions of potential potions before you were promoted to the first level.

Because you are no longer the young master of the Pan family, even if your family just won a big prize. 】

……

Fang Yanqin didn't speak, he just downloaded all the card making strategies for the other eight levels of spirit cards, and then flipped through them.

After only a cursory look, he muttered to himself: "I understand, these lines in the spirit card are equivalent to one by one... let's use formation to describe it, the more strokes in the spirit card, It means that the more formations are superimposed, the more energy will be sealed into the spirit, so the greater the power, the higher the level."

"Then can you invent a machine that uses energy cards as an energy source and controls the output of energy through a specific program to make spirit cards."

Just as he finished speaking, he shook his head.

Because this method is very likely to not work, because the industry of card makers has been developed for more than 1000 years. How could those scientists who have even created optical brains, suspension vehicles, and airships not think of these.

But to this day, such a machine has not yet been invented, which is already very telling.

Thinking of this, Fang Yanqin couldn't help frowning.

No, there must be other ways.

Dialect Qin racked his brains.

At this time, he had a flash of inspiration.

Wait, array?

Although he is not a religious believer, he has seen a lot of movies.

In the movie, did those priests use different numbers of instruments such as talismans to form a set of formations?

Then, can he also split the complex formations in those high-level spirit cards into different numbers of low-level spirit cards, and then use these low-level spirit cards to form a set of formations that is no less powerful than high-level spirit cards? Law.

Thinking of this, Fang Yanqin immediately took action.

He first tried to split those high-level spirit cards into 'arrays', and determined the use of each array, such as storing energy, stabilizing energy, and confusing..., but this task alone, It took him five days.

Seeing this, netizens are still ridiculed.

[I still refuse to give up even after this, my master convinced me. 】

[If you can really come up with any tricks, the group of scientists at the Imperial Research Institute should collectively kill themselves. 】

……

Fang Yanqin still ignored them, so gradually, the audience in the live broadcast room got bored.

[I advise you to accept your fate! 】

【Stop messing around. 】

[It's gone, is it because the TV series is not good, or the game is not fun, why waste time here. 】

So after Fang Yanqin figured out the principle of card making and started trying to make it, there were less than 100 people left in the live broadcast room.

And it's purely because they have chatted a lot these days, they are familiar with each other, and they are too lazy to form a group, so they simply use Fang Yanqin's live broadcast room as a chat room.

[Fuck, have you seen the news that Geng City is about to encounter a once-in-a-century beast tide. 】

[I see, I don't know how many people will die this time. 】

[Wait, Geng City?I remember whether Pan Yanqin lived in Geng City. 】

【…】

Sure enough, within two days, a shrill siren sounded in the city.

Then, less than two hours later, there was a robot riding an aircraft through the streets and alleys: "Alarm, alert, the city wall of the western district has been breached, and a large horde of alien beasts is coming here. Citizens are requested to hide underground as soon as possible." City...alarm..."

Pan's father and Pan's mother rushed into the door in a hurry: "Yanqin, hurry up, the alien beasts are attacking, let's go to the dungeon."

They are just ordinary people. As long as they don't hold back at this time, they are already making the greatest contribution to this battle of defending the city.

Because alien beasts attack the city every year, the empire had built a complete underground refuge system as early as 1000 years ago.

——The underground of the urban area of ​​Geng City has been hollowed out long ago, and replaced by large squares connected with each other.

Pan's father and Pan's mother took Fang Yanqin with ease and found a place in the corner of the large square underground in their house and settled down.

The underground city has a complete water and electricity system, and there is even a huge screen in the center of the square, so that citizens can receive the latest news from the front line in real time.

Fang Yanqin didn't care about these, because his experiment had reached a critical moment.

So he got into the tent directly, and then opened the live broadcast room.

[It's this time, and you're still in the mood to make a card? 】

[Strange Beast: Can you respect me a little bit? 】

And it's a mess outside.

"A level-eight alien beast, there is an eighth-level alien beast in the southern area, please hurry to the southern area as soon as possible for beast masters and card creators above level seven."

"The city wall of the northern district has been breached, request for support, request for support."

"The herd of alien beasts that invaded the western region has been wiped out, and the alarm has been lifted."

"Alarm, alert, the city wall of the West District has been breached again."

"A level eight alien beast has also been found in the Eastern District..."

Everyone stared at the big screen intently, and as one piece of unfavorable news came, a shadow was cast over everyone's heart.

There were children crying.

Some people prayed in low voice, praying for God to bless them to get through this beast tide safely.

In the tent, Fang Yanqin's experiment was at its last moment.

... 41 strokes, 42 strokes.

As the last stroke fell, accompanied by a blinding white light, the stack of spirit cards in the wooden box on his left trembled at the same time.

But such a change is almost fleeting.

Fang Yanqin picked up the twenty first-level cards, and couldn't help showing a smile on his face.

He said, "It's done!"

Although it has not been tested yet, he is very confident.

【…】

【That's it? 】

[Although I don't know that these 20 first-level cards are not scrapped even though their patterns are not complete, but if you want to say that their combined power is comparable to that of a fifth-level explosive card, I suspect that you are thinking farts. 】

[I'm too lazy to pour cold water on you, goodbye, you can do it yourself! 】

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the ground suddenly shook violently.

"what happened?"

Shouts suddenly erupted in the square.

Immediately afterwards, a panicked voice came from the big screen: "Alarm, alarm, a group of earth-drilling beasts have been found in the herd of alien beasts, and they have sneaked into the city..."

[What, a burrowing beast? 】

The netizens in the live broadcast room also heard it.

The earth-burrowing beast, as the name suggests, is a strange beast that can drill into the ground and travel underground.

This is one of the greatest enemies of man, as it means that the walls are no match for them.

【However, the earth-boring beasts were not all wiped out more than 300 years ago. 】

But it's too late to say that now.

Because in the next second, there was another earth shaking, and a big bump popped out of the ground, followed by a truck-sized earth-drilling beast that came out of the ground.

The experienced old man immediately recognized the level of this burrower: "No, it's a level [-] burrower, run quickly—"

However, before the words were finished, the earth-burrowing beast saw the humans all over the square, raised its head to the sky and let out a long roar, and then rushed towards the crowd frantically.

Those who were close were trampled on the soles of their feet by it, or entered into its stomach on the spot.

It's messed up, totally messed up!

Roaring, screaming, screaming...

There are also people who try to organize defenses, because basically everyone always has a spirit card on them, not to mention the time when the beast swarm is so dangerous.

But the earth-drilling beast in front of them was a level five beast, and none of the spirit cards they carried exceeded level four.

After all, they are just ordinary people, and they simply cannot afford a high-level spirit card.

So dozens of hundreds of spirit cards smashed at it, not only did not cause serious damage to the rough-skinned and thick-skinned earth-drilling beast, but completely enraged it.

Pan's father and Pan's mother also panicked. They rushed into the tent, grabbed Pan Yanqin's hand and ran outside: "Go quickly."

The audience in the live broadcast room also went crazy.

[Although...but..., ah, run! 】

But Fang Yanqin stopped.

Because he saw the scene of blood flying and citizens struggling in the distance.

And there happened to be his neighbors inside, the couple who sprinkled dog food every night.

He had lived in peaceful times in the previous two lifetimes, and naturally he had never experienced such a scene, so he was a little out of breath for a while.

Then he thought of the stack of spirit cards he had just drawn.

But now that earth-burrowing beast was too far away from him, he couldn't throw it at all.

So he stopped directly, and pushed Pan's father and Pan's mother into the crowd.

Pan's father and Pan's mother, who were rushed out by the flow of people, were instantly stunned: "Yan Qin?"

"You go first, maybe I have a way to deal with it."

After finishing speaking, Fang Yanqin took the stack of spirit cards and turned around and rushed towards the earth-burrowing beast.

The netizens in the live broadcast room were also dumbfounded.

【…】

【Are you crazy! 】

【We can't understand you, but don't go looking for death yourself! 】

[Don't you think you can deal with level five monsters just with the level one cards in your hand? 】

……

And the ground-drilling beast seemed to have noticed that the humans were fleeing this way, so it rushed over here immediately.

Seeing that the earth-burrowing beast is getting closer and closer to Fang Yanqin.

There is only one thought left in everyone's mind, and that is over!

But at this moment, Fang Yanqin made a decisive decision, and a pack of spirit cards came out.

Immediately after a blinding white light flashed, a fireball with destructive power suddenly condensed in the midair, and then directly bombarded the head of the earth-drilling beast that was rushing towards it.

The next second—

boom!

The aftermath of the explosion directly lifted the nearby people away.

It took a while for people to look up.

All I saw was that the earth-burrowing beast, which had a ferocious face, suddenly stopped in place, with only half of its huge head left.

Then, under the gaze of everyone, its huge body fell directly to the ground, splashing a cloud of dust.

So that for a while, even the children forgot to cry.

The audience in the live broadcast room: [Fuck! 】

It was Fang Yanqin who was the first to react, and he let out a long breath: "I am indeed a genius!"

【…】

Immediately afterwards, someone exclaimed: "It's the Guards, Your Majesty has come to save us."

Everyone subconsciously turned their heads to look at the big screen.

In the picture, an overwhelming number of airships flew over.

On the leading empty ship, a military uniform wrapped his body, a tall and handsome figure, with a cloak fluttering around, standing against the wind like a cypress.