Chapter 024 The strength of this person is not under me
[The card master is praying...]
[You will get from this prayer: Elite source power crystal (green)]
In summary, this time I selected a green experience book.
Yes, that’s right bro!
Lin Xiao rubbed his face and took a deep breath. He thought it might be because he had just waved the spear and lowered his luck value.
Why can’t I control my hands? jpg.
Meteor Sword no longer looked down upon this green experience book, so Lin Xiao decided to feed it the Ice Spear Technique.
It did not trigger a critical hit, but it was upgraded to 5 levels in one go. The level 25 green quality ice spear technique is considered a strong card in the low-level channel.
During this trip to the dungeon, I also got materials that can be used to summon spiritual creatures, "Snowman Fur" and "Ice Indestructible".
It would be a pity to use the purple card "Soul of Frost", which contains the deterrence of the ice dragon, directly to make cards. It is better to keep it for cultivating spiritual objects.
Giving ice-type spiritual creatures the ‘Ice Dragon Deterrence’ isn’t the same as giving them their own overlord-like domineering aura?
Lin Xiao glanced at the time and saw that a full day had passed since he and the first lady on the list downloaded the dungeon.
It is now 8 o'clock in the evening, and Mrs. Smith has gone to bed.
Lin Xiao clicked on the light curtain, looked for takeout, and purchased a pizza and coke set meal for one person, which cost as much as 39 star coins including the "drone delivery fee".
"A hundred million points of luxury today." Lin Xiao thought, and clicked to place an order.
About an hour later, the drone was hanging a pizza box floating in the night outside Lin Xiao's rental house. Lin Xiao opened the window, took the pizza box from its crane arm, and saw the drone turning around and flying deep into the night.
The evening breeze was soft, blowing Lin Xiao's neat black hair. He leaned on the old and eroded window sill with his arms, and his deep black eyes reflected the dots of light.
255th Street has gone to sleep, and the whole street is silent. The silver moonlight shines on a row of low bungalows in front of Lin Xiao. The overgrown weeds on the lawn block the carport exit.
Looking beyond the bungalow, there is an undeveloped wasteland on the other side of the river. At the end of the wasteland and night is the majestic Star Map Bridge. The light streams of countless shuttle cars and light-wheel motorcycles pass through the bridge, heading towards a sleepless light on the other side of the bridge.
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Lin Xiao closed the window, carried the cold pizza back to the house, and prepared to go to the Card Master Association early the next morning.
He left a "green quality material" reward there but did not claim it.
I plan to exchange it for a bottle of blessing mixture to increase the success rate of summoning spiritual creatures.
*
Jolina took off her virtual helmet, shook her wet and messy ponytail hair, and let out a breath.
In front of the epee man wearing pitch black armor, she did not show too much surprise, and could not hide the shock in her heart at this moment.
He and I actually set a global record of 100% exploration? What a joke.
Every 1% of the dungeon progress is accumulated by the death and skeletons of hundreds of players in the strategy group.
The strategy team takes 'exploring the dungeon' as its own mission, either with a spirit of adventure or for profit, and has gathered talented people from all over the world.
They trigger hidden tasks, collect clues to the dungeon, and learn lessons from their failures...
It can be said that no one understands ‘global exploration’ better than the strategy team.
And he and I actually snatched the last 1% progress of "Hidden Dragon Snow Mountain" from the global strategy team?
Jolina's chest rose and fell as she gradually accepted the reality and convinced herself.
This was due to luck, coincidence, and the terrifying power of his knife to kill Norns...
The night was silent, and the moonlight outside the window shone into the dark room. Jolina's red eyes flashed, recalling the mysterious, childish, and majestic 'Epee without Edge' at that time, and sighed softly.
In fact, what impressed her most deeply was not the scene of the "armed liberation" of the epee men.
Instead, before the unstoppable avalanche, he left his back in pitch-black armor, stuck his sword into the snow, and faced the avalanche head-on.
Jolina lowered her head slightly and looked at her slender fingers. There was an almost real, cold touch of steel on them, and she quietly closed her palms.
Compared to her father, Mr. Jones, Jolina actually felt for a moment that maybe the epee man was more trustworthy...
She and the epee man did not agree on the time or place for their next meeting.
But we will always meet.
Jolina had an inexplicable and certain expectation for this.
"Guhu~" Vivian flapped her snow-white wings mixed with black spots, flew to the owl hanger and stood still, opened her long beak and squinted her eyes lazily.
"Meow~"
An extremely beautiful ragdoll cat with snow-white hair and small black ears walked into the room on the floor. Its eyes were as blue as gems. It made a guttural sound and stood upright. It stretched out its cat fist and hit Jolina.
Jolina raised a rare gentle smile, half-crouched and hugged the Ragdoll cat into her arms, and whispered: "Helen, you should go to bed."
despair.
With the sound of leather shoes hitting the ground, a tall and handsome blond man wearing a silver suit stood at the door of the room. With the aura of a superior person, mixed with the attitude of an old father trying to communicate, he said slowly:
"Jolina, I think we should have a chat about your social practice in the second half of the semester..."
"Hey." Jolina put down the Ragdoll cat and let it clatter away. She raised her red eyes and stared at her father, "Let's talk about it here."
"I will not interfere with the "Honor Showdown" matter, but you can apply to join the "Investigation Team" as an intern in the second half of your freshman year."
Mr. Jones said seriously: "I think this is too dangerous."
Jolina said calmly: "You know that my strength, a fourth-level travel card master, is far stronger than some of the elite members of the investigation team."
"I know, but the investigation team is a job of fighting monsters head-on."
Mr. Jones thought about the wording: "It is different from your underground duel in the foggy city. What the investigation team has to face is the night dire, the deep diver, such a ferocious monster."
"Not to mention, you will meet some card-destroying masters who have no bottom line and are driven crazy by the void."
"All in all, I think this job is not suitable for a woman, not suitable for a child, and not suitable for my daughter...Jolina."
"This is prejudice." Jolina turned around and said in a cold tone, "I'm going to rest. Father, please talk to me tomorrow morning."
Mr. Jones hesitated to speak, stretched out his broad palm towards his daughter, lowered it again, and turned around slowly.
Click.
The door handle was brought on.
Jolina leaned on the window sill, raised her knees, raised her side face and looked up at the huge full moon.
The moon was like water, without a trace of starlight, and the craters on the moon were clearly visible, as if there were blurry black shadows flickering, giving Jolina a cold feeling of palpitations.
However, when she thought of the man in pitch black armor, saying in a deep voice, "Every debt must be repaid," Jolina's red eyes were bright and she smiled slightly at the corner of her mouth.
I hope you... repay your debt as late as possible.
*
the next day.
The sun shines on the clean and tidy King's Road, and glamorous men and women walk along the broad avenue.
An indifferent man in a suit and pigtails, exuding an aura that no strangers should enter.
Amid the sidelong glances of passers-by, I walked up the stone steps and walked straight into the Card Master Association.
No. 77 took the document board and flipped through it. When he saw an old acquaintance, his eyes lit up:
"Hey, Sir, I'm here for training today too."
The man with the pigtails twitched the corner of his mouth: "Don't call me Sir, I am training in my own name... It's still the same training room as last time."
No. 77 had heard something about this man from his colleagues. His registered name was "Chu He".
Listening to private discussions among colleagues, he is an elite member of the investigation team.
He once killed a B-level deep diver independently, starting from the fourth level of strength. He can only be described in one sentence, so terrifying.
"What a coincidence." No. 77 scratched his head, "The training room you often go to is under construction..."
"Reconstruction?"
"Yes, a tough guy came the day before yesterday and said he was going to test the first-order card-carrying masters. As a result, he destroyed the training room with a knife."
No. 77 said with tears in his eyes: "Most of my salary for the whole year was ruined in the hands of this tough guy. Grandma, he is really tough!"
Chu He was stunned for a moment, then opened his mouth and spoke, "Crack down the training room. To what extent do you mean it will collapse?"
"I can take you to take a look... Well, as you can see, the floor tiles are all cracked. Fortunately, the ceiling is fine, otherwise the entire Card Master Association would have collapsed."
Looking at the earthquake-like post-disaster reconstruction site, Chuhe took a few deep breaths.
Slowly, he took out the cigarette box, took out the lighter, and lit it with a bang.
No. 77: "What, Sir, you held the cigarette backwards."
Think about whether you can achieve this level with your own strength.
Chu He turned the cigarette butt, frowned, remained silent for a long time, and slowly blew out the smoke ring: