Chen Mu gave little thought to the Green Line inside his body, not because he was lazy, but because thinking too much about it was pointless. Although Bagnell and Xi Ping took the matter very seriously, he himself held no extravagant hopes. This Dongrui Taishu was most likely some great power or mighty lineage, something utterly beyond his reach as far as he was concerned.
The Green Threads had been inside him for more than a day or two. Compared to the beginning, his fear had long since faded considerably.
He would do what needed doing. For now, he devoted all his energy to his three cards. He had poured a great deal of thought into those Combo Cards, even incorporating some of the intermediate card planning theory he had only recently learned. Naturally, he had struggled with many things at first, but after making several thousand cards, his understanding of intermediate card planning theory had deepened.
When it came to something that would keep him alive, Chen Mu would not be stingy in the slightest. Any fine material he could think of and obtain, he would find a way to get.
A wealth of rare materials lay before him, but he did not start immediately. Although he had settled on the general direction, the design of his entirely new combat cards deserved careful consideration.
Chen Mu shut himself in the laboratory again.
Having just received so many cards, Bagnell had a mountain of work to do and was naturally run off his feet. Xi Ping, meanwhile, acted mysteriously every day, and no one knew what he was busy with.
Lately, Bagnell had truly been suffering and enjoying himself in equal measure.
Every card set Chen Mu had made was a masterpiece. Whether it was [Threaded Sniper Shuttle], [Odi Burner],