mythical card maker

Chapter 5 The Debut of the Chinese Gods

After sleeping until the next afternoon, Zhou Chuan, who had regained his mental strength, was awakened by the sound of the door opening.

He opened his eyes in a daze, glanced at the window, but saw that the outside was still gray.

There was another light rain, which fell on the old poplar tree in the center of the community, making a sleepy "rustling" sound.

Zhou Chuan, who was about to close his eyes again, couldn't help but patted his cheek, forcibly pulled himself together, and walked into the living room.

"Dad, are you back?"

Looking at his father who was lying on his back on the sofa with a tired face, Zhou Chuan hurriedly poured a cup of hot water and put it on the coffee table.

"Is your school closed today?"

Seeing that his son was still at home at this time, Zhou Cheng was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled: "It's fine to rest for two days, why are you so tense? Combine work with rest! Dad will take you to a barbecue later!" As he spoke, he drank the water handed by his son in one gulp.

For some reason, he always felt that his son seemed to have grown up a lot in the past few days, except for that still somewhat youthful face that still looked a bit like a child, his behavior, manner, and conversation seemed to be that of an adult who had stepped out of the ivory tower for a long time.

This kind of growth also made him feel very gratified.

"Dad, you've been tired for two days. Let's take a rest today, and we'll find a place to drink tomorrow at noon." Zhou Chuan said with a slight smile, and then said: "By the way, Dad, your mission this time Did it go well?"

Perhaps because of Zhou Chuan's mature performance these days, Zhou Cheng finally stopped treating him as a child, and began to confide in some troubles at work: "As usual, when will that so-called 'God' not come to our sea?" Swing twice?"

Zhou Cheng rubbed his temples, sighed, and said, "He just left after he came, and it rained for two days at most, so the impact is not too big. The main reason is that when he appears, undead turmoil will occur in several surrounding cities, and they will all be killed." Endless..."

"We all work in shifts. Whoever is exhausted will go home and rest for a day, and the others will take over..."

As he spoke, as if he had thought of something, he took out a plastic bag from his heart, and dozens of materials were scattered inside like something worthless.

"Son, I see that the parent group said that the school wants you to participate in a competition organized by the province. You should use these materials to practice first. If you are missing, just tell Dad, there are always there!"

"Dad, do you own all the spoils of this mission?"

"That's right, we cadres don't care. It's mainly those retail investors who come to help. We can't let them work for nothing. The association has specially prepared some benefits for this, and we have followed suit."

"That's it..." Zhou Chuan nodded slightly, looking at the materials in the plastic bag, a new card-making idea suddenly popped up in his mind, but whether it is feasible or not, he still needs to do an experiment: "Dad, do you still need to do this operation?" Are there any volunteers? Count me in!"

"Son, what are you talking about?" Zhou Cheng frowned, a little dazed.

……

Hundred Lakes Suburban Park.

As the evening approached, it was cloudy and rainy, and the wind was cold.

Zhou Cheng and his son each rode a white quality mount [Ghost Face Black Mastiff], galloping on the main road of the park, and soon approached the battlefield beside the central lake.

Under the cloud, there are countless ghosts at a glance.

This army of undead is rushing towards the city, and its sharp roar is deafening even a mile away.

Looking at all this from a distance, Zhou Chuan felt as if a sea of ​​anger was surging in his heart.

For a week, he has been enjoying the customs of this parallel world from the perspective of a high school student.It was not until today that I saw the ghost under this beautiful painting...

"Don't look at those brats who have a big posture, but they are actually not resistant at all, or Baihu would have disappeared."

Zhou Cheng said softly, and turned to look at his son, but he couldn't find a trace of fear on his face, but rather...excited?
Just when he was about to continue to say something, a voice suddenly came from far to near, along the river wind: "Old Zhou, why are you back again? Didn't you tell you to go back and rest first?"

As soon as the words fell, a middle-aged stubbled man came over on a black horse, and greeted Zhou Chuan again: "Xiao Chuan is here too."

"Uncle Chen, here it is!" Zhou Chuan greeted his father's good friend with a smile, and handed him a thermos.

Chen Sheng was not too polite, he drank half a pot of boiled water, and the tiredness on his face finally dissipated: "Thank you, big nephew."

"It's okay." Zhou Chuan said with a smile.

At this time, Zhou Cheng suddenly took over the conversation, pretending to be surprised and said: "Hey, Lao Chen, how did you guess so accurately? Yes! Your eldest nephew made a new card, so I must bring him here Try it! Damn, kid, I just want to show off!"

"I didn't say anything."

Hearing this, Chen Sheng looked at his old partner in bewilderment, wondering what the other party was up to today.

It took a few seconds to realize that the one who wanted to show off was obviously this old kid, and I won't let you get away with it!
Unexpectedly, when he was about to speak, Zhou Cheng said quietly: "I didn't expect you, an old boy, to be able to pinch and count! Yes, your eldest nephew made a purple card, which is quite clever!"

"Purple card?"

Chen Sheng was so shocked that his voice changed, and he subconsciously denied it, but looking at his old friend who was grinning almost to the ears, he still had to accept this reality!

The child I saw growing up was a genius!
"Ahem." Old Chen swallowed, and forcibly suppressed his excitement.

It just so happened that a middle-aged operator was retiring at this time, and he immediately sat next to him, turned his head and said in surprise: "Woc, Lao Wu, how do you know that my eldest nephew just made a purple card? Yes, 18 years old! You are very well informed!"

The middle-aged operator called Old Wu was about to speak, but Zhou Cheng suddenly appeared, sat on the other side of him, and laughed with Old Chen, and the park was suddenly filled with joyful air.

Seeing this, Zhou Chuan, who was alone in the mess in the wind, had no choice but to smile, wrapped up his coat, and went straight to the temporary command tent set up by the operators.

"Xiao Chuan is here."

The operators who appeared here are all Zhou Cheng's colleagues, and they all have a good impression of Zhou Chuan, a sensible junior since childhood.

After hearing the purpose of his trip, a seat was immediately vacated for him to experiment.

Zhou Chuan was also polite, and immediately took out [Black Impermanence] from the card space, and made it manifest with a thought.

Due to the limitation of his mental strength, Hei Wuchang could not show his full strength in his hands at present, but the moment he appeared on the stage, there was still an invisible wave that swept the audience like a gust of wind.

The army of undead, who were still crazy and fearless of "death", also stopped at this moment, staring at the black clothes floating in midair, and the roll of hair moving with the wind. Ecstasy chains.

Pairs of lifeless eyes unexpectedly showed a touch of human fear at the same time.

The operators present were also shocked by this scene, and it was the first time they saw such a posture based on their experience.

Zhou Chuan couldn't help but feel emotional.

This battle is not only his experiment, but also the long-sleeping Chinese gods once again stepped onto the world stage, announcing their return to the world!

(End of this chapter)