Novice Card Maker | Tang Muzhou Looked at This Card with Interest

Red Candle casually toyed with the card in her hand and chuckled. "You really know how to joke around. A one-star character card, and one with terrible attributes at that—pretty but useless. Its market price is only around 20 gold. I've bought so many seven-star cards from you, yet you're still trying to rip me off like this. Forget it, I don't want it. Keep it and take your time selling it."

She set down the card and turned to leave. The owner immediately called after her with a smile. "Hey, hey, I was just joking. I'll sell it to you for 35 gold. To be honest, I bought it for 34. At least let me earn a little for my trouble."

Red Candle knew this unscrupulous merchant was definitely not telling the truth, but a few dozen gold meant nothing to her. Relieved, she turned back with an indifferent smile, settled the payment with the owner, and casually said, "Oh, right. A few girls in our guild have been collecting character cards lately, especially ones with such exquisite artwork. If anyone sells you this character card again in the future, please buy them all and pass them on to me. I can give them to my sisters."

"Sure, sure, no problem!" The owner smiled so broadly his eyes narrowed as he counted the money.

Red Candle turned and left.

She made another round through the Black Market and carefully searched several large purchasing stalls. When she failed to find any identical cards, her tightly clenched fingers finally relaxed. Red Candle took a deep breath, quickly removed her helmet, and went into the office next door.

Next door, Xue Linxiang was looking through tournament materials when she suddenly saw Red Candle rush in, pale-faced.

Xue Linxiang asked in confusion, "What happened? Why are you in such a hurry?"

Red Candle took a deep breath to steady her excitement and spoke rapidly. "Sister Xue, I just found a particularly strange card while browsing the black market. Its skill deals heavy damage to flower-type cards, with a chance to trigger an instant-death judgment!"

Xue Linxiang froze, then rose directly from her seat. "An instant-death judgment? Specifically against flower cards?"

Red Candle nodded.

Xue Linxiang's expression darkened. "Pull up the card's data for me right now!"

Red Candle opened the data-sharing tablet on the desk, logged into her account, and brought up the card. Pointing at the card face, she said, "Its basic attributes are terrible, and its defense is laughably low—only 15 points. Even at seven stars, it won't exceed 1,000 defense. But its skill..."

Looking at the delicate, tear-streaked woman on the screen scattering flower petals into the water, Xue Linxiang suddenly felt something profoundly strange.

It sent chills down her spine.

--Daiyu Burying Flowers: Deals heavy damage to flower-type cards, with a 10% chance to trigger an Instant Death effect.

A 10% chance—this was a level 1 card. According to the rule that skill judgment probability increased by one point per level, a level 70 Black Card could raise that chance directly to 80%. Strengthen it further with some special high-grade accuracy materials, and Lin Daiyu as a max-level Black Card would absolutely be able to reach a 100% skill judgment chance!

--Daiyu Burying Flowers, with a 100% chance to trigger Instant Death against flower-type cards. The consequences would be unimaginable!

Xue Linxiang paced back and forth across the room twice. After taking a deep breath, she finally calmed down and said, "There's no need to look at this card's basic data. Fifteen defense doesn't matter, because it doesn't need defense at all! It's purely a utility card. Its greatest use is to quickly eliminate the opponent's trump flower cards!"

She stopped, her brows tightly furrowed. "Little Tang's deck has many Flower Cards, such as the Tuberose he sold before. It has 100,000 health and 50,000 defense, making it extremely hard to kill. But Daiyu Burying Flowers can trigger a 'forced Instant Death' judgment against flower-type cards and immediately destroy Little Tang's Flower Cards. If it appears in a match against Tang Muzhou... you know the consequences, right?"

Red Candle nodded, her voice trembling slightly. "It could one-shot Tang God's strongest flower trump card and completely disrupt Tang God's rhythm."

Xue Linxiang felt a chill run down her back. "This card is practically the natural nemesis of wood-type Flower Card Decks!"

Red Candle's face was pale, and for a long while, she could not say a word.

Her intuition had indeed been right. Fortunately, she had bought up all these cards and had not let them circulate outside. Otherwise, if card collectors from other clubs discovered it and raised it into a seven-star Black Card, Tang Muzhou would face an enormous threat!

Xue Linxiang took a deep breath and stared sharply at the beautifully tragic card. "Who made a card specifically designed to counter flower decks?"

Red Candle said nervously, "The owner said he couldn't remember that person's name either. I'll send people to investigate right away!"

Xue Linxiang clenched her fists. "Find this person for me as soon as possible!"

***

At the same time, Xie Mingzhe, completely unaware of all this, was still drawing Lin Daiyu in his personal space.

One Lin Meimei card... two Lin Meimei cards...

His speed grew faster and faster, and the artwork became increasingly refined.

After making ten Lin Daiyu cards, Xie Mingzhe temporarily stopped working and rubbed his chin with a smile. Where should I sell them this time?

Chapter 11: Novice Card Maker | Tang Muzhou Looked at This Card with Interest

Xue Linxiang ran all the way to the players' apartments in high heels and knocked on Tang Muzhou's dormitory door.

Tang Muzhou took a long time to answer. He stood leaning against the doorway, squinting and yawning repeatedly.

This man had a very strange schedule. While everyone else took an afternoon nap, he absolutely had to sleep for an hour every day from four to five in the afternoon. Otherwise, he would be so sleepy that he kept yawning nonstop.

When he saw Xue Linxiang, he still looked half-asleep, his eyes vacant and unfocused.

Xue Linxiang said seriously, "Little Tang, go wash your face and wake up. I have something important to tell you!"

Tang Muzhou closed his eyes and gave no response—he had turned into the God of Sleep while standing up.

Xue Linxiang shouted, "Tang Muzhou!"

"Oh." Tang Muzhou finally came back to himself. Yawning as he turned to wash his face, he walked with light, floating steps as though sleepwalking.

Just then, the neighboring door suddenly opened from within, and a young boy poked his head out.

He had a round, babyish face. His sky-blue eyes were large and bright, his eyelashes long and thick, and under the sunlight, his hair shimmered with a soft golden glow, making him look like an adorable doll. His voice, not yet past puberty, carried a distinctive crispness. "Sister Xue, that shout nearly made my brain crash... Did my master offend you? How are you planning to deal with him?"