If every professional player got a Lin Daiyu Card, many of Tang Muzhou's flower cards would be completely useless!
Xue Linxiang was feeling frustrated when she heard Tang Muzhou ask, "Who made this card? Did you find anything, Sister Xue?"
Snapping back to her senses, Xue Linxiang immediately replied, "Red Candle bought this card from the Black Market. The owner forgot the seller's name. Right now, the only clue is the logo on the back of the card. Take a look."
Tang Muzhou flipped the card over. There was no pattern on the back at all; in the lower-right corner of the green card back were two words—Yueban.
Shen An scratched his head in confusion and guessed, "What does Yueban mean? Half a month?"
Tang Muzhou's lips curved slightly. "Yueban, put together, means 'fat.' Could this creator be a fat guy?"
"..." Shen An and Xue Linxiang looked at each other.
What the hell! Fat guy!
Who would put such an ugly, unpleasant logo on the back of a card? Was he here to make people laugh?
Tang Muzhou studied the card with interest and said with a smile, "From a statistical standpoint, this person knows nothing about card creation. But in terms of creativity, he is a rare genius. My guess is that he's a gifted beginner who has only just started playing this game. This card may have been his first work. He doesn't understand stat balance in card creation at all, so while the skill design is distinctive, the values are extremely chaotic."
As he spoke, Tang Muzhou opened his light computer and connected to the card database.
The game had copyright protections, and each card creator's logo had to be unique. Therefore, the official database could search for the number of cards made by a creator based on their logo—only the quantity could be searched, while the actual cards were naturally hidden to protect privacy.
Tang Muzhou entered the official database and casually searched for the number of cards created by Yueban.
19 cards.
Xue Linxiang had clearly seen it too, and her eyes widened abruptly. "Red Candle told me there were only 9 cards! How did it become 19?"
Tang Muzhou said, "Perhaps Red Candle only bought 9 of them. The other 10 have already been scattered across the market."
At that thought, a chill ran down Xue Linxiang's spine.
The situation she least wanted to see had appeared. It would be fine if these cards were bought by collectors, but if any of the major clubs that understood card mechanics and stats got hold of them, raised them to Seven-Star, and fully upgraded their trigger chance, it would become a god-tier card for dealing with Tang Muzhou!
In future matches, every opponent could use this card specifically to cripple Tang Muzhou's ace flower cards...
Was this fat guy specifically sent to counter Tang Muzhou?!
Xue Linxiang took a deep breath and immediately sent Red Candle a video message. "Little Candle, there may still be 10 Daiyu Burying Flowers Cards out there. Mobilize the guild members and search the Black Market and Commercial Street thoroughly. Buy every one of those cards back as soon as possible! Also, once you find the creator of this card, threaten him, tempt him—whatever method you use, bring him back to the club!"
Red Candle understood how serious the consequences were and nodded firmly. "Don't worry, Sister Xue. I bought the cards from Boss Zhang in the Black Market. I'm staking out the area around Boss Zhang's stall. As long as he comes back to sell cards, we'll definitely catch him!"
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At the same time, in the Black Market.
Xie Mingzhe did not go to Boss Zhang to sell cards. After all, he had just sold the boss 9 cards not long ago. If the boss had not even managed to sell a single one and they became unsold stock, he definitely would not offer Xie Mingzhe 30 gold coins per card.
So the clever Xie Mingzhe found another stall.
The owner was a young girl. She loved the Daiyu Card the moment she saw it and said, "Your card's stats aren't good, but the artwork is beautiful. How about this? I only want two, and I'll give you 30 gold coins each. I won't sell these two cards—I'll keep them for my own collection!"
Xie Mingzhe naturally agreed. After all, he owned the copyright and could make unlimited copies of this card. Selling one was better than selling none.
After selling two cards to the young girl, he went to a middle-aged man and used his silver tongue to pitch the cards.
The owner said with a pained expression, "Character cards don't have much collectible value. This game has been in open beta for ten years, and cards of handsome men and beautiful women are everywhere. Still... your style is rather unusual. Give me 5 cards at 25 gold coins each."
The owner was right. Character cards did not sell well in the low-level card market. Knowing when to stop, Xie Mingzhe simply sold him 5 cards, then sold the remaining 3 to another owner for 25 gold coins each.
All ten Lin Meimei cards had been sold, but Xie Mingzhe knew this was not a long-term solution. Character cards with poor stats were not very popular in the game. At most, he could draw a few dozen more and hawk them around the Black Market before no one wanted them anymore.
So he had to quickly figure out what new cards to make and how to improve their stats.
Back in his personal space, Xie Mingzhe was pondering how to make new cards, completely unaware that the Black Market in the game had already descended into chaos!
Red Candle had been staking out Boss Zhang's stall for a long time, but she had not seen anyone come to sell Daiyu Cards. Instead, several scouts she had sent to search the Black Market privately reported, "Sister Red Candle, we found five Daiyu Cards!" "Sister Red Candle, I found three here!" Red Candle immediately replied, "Buy them back at once! And don't reveal your identities. Just say you're buying them for your collection."
The two acknowledged her order and quickly bought back the eight Daiyu Cards, then handed them over to the guild leader.
Red Candle hid behind the stall, frantic with anxiety, almost staring a hole through the Black Market's main street.
A long time passed, but the person she was waiting for still had not appeared.
Sister Xue said that 10 Daiyu Cards had made their way onto the market. The people she had sent to scour the Black Market had only recovered 8 of them. Where were the other 2? It would be fine if someone had bought them for a collection, but they absolutely could not have been bought by certain clubs! The more Red Candle thought about it, the more uneasy she became. Her sharp gaze fixed on the crowds passing through the Black Market, and she wished she could reach through them and seize the culprit in one motion.
However, instead of the culprit, she waited for a sworn enemy—the vice president of the Judgment Guild, Setting Sun.
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