Folk Card Maker: Starting from Painted Skin.

Chapter 169 Entering the Secret Realm
Zhang Jingtian still didn't know about the miserable state his teacher had gone through during this mission.

Now, after taking all the medicines, he headed to their gathering place.

Yes, it’s near the public toilet.

Although the entire public toilet has been abandoned for many years, there is no strange smell at all.

But when Zhang Jingtian saw the toilet sign, he still felt strange.

Especially when he thought about how they, a group of card makers who were considered superior people in the eyes of outsiders, were gathered outside a toilet, he couldn't help but laugh.

"Show me your identification."

In the shadows, a man with blue hair who looked like a will-o'-the-wisp boy walked over.

Zhang Jingtian quickly opened his certificate from the Card Makers Association. After comparing it with the certificate, the other party smiled and nodded.

"You're so young, and you're still studying?"

The ghost fire boy looked at Zhang Jingtian and was shocked.

He was a social card maker, and he was already thirty-five years old when he finally reached platinum.

Only he himself knows the bitterness involved.

And Zhang Jingtian, who is not even 19 years old, is already a platinum card maker. How can he not be defeated?

Zhang Jingtian smiled and said, "You look quite young too."

As they were talking, another man and woman came out. They were an ordinary-looking couple.

However, since they can appear here, their strength must be quite strong.

Platinum card makers are considered to be the overlords in small cities.

"You're probably the youngest person I've ever worked with. Behave yourself when you get in there, and don't wander around. Even in a dangerous secret realm, your life is in danger."

Although Zhang Jingtian could hear a hint of disdain towards himself in the other party's tone.

But the other party cared about him after all, so Zhang Jingtian held back and didn't get angry.

The secret realm is not like a dungeon. It is impossible to be a lone wolf without absolute strength.

Soon after, several more card makers arrived. They all looked like ordinary people and could not be identified as card makers at all.

Except for Zhang Jingtian, everyone else is a social card maker, and they all seem to be very low-key.

After everyone arrived, the young man who initiated this event, the Will-O-Wisp, spoke:

"Next we are going to the secret realm. This time we have a newcomer..."

Having said that, everyone's eyes turned to Zhang Jingtian.

"But I've inquired about this secret realm. It's not very difficult, and few people are pulled in. This means the monsters inside are not active."

"As long as we follow instructions and act together, there won't be any problems."

Zhang Jingtian hummed, then looked at the leader:

"I have a question."

The other party hummed and looked at Zhang Jingtian: "You say."

"How should the proceeds from the secret realm be distributed then?"

A few people laughed, and the Will-O-Wisp boy said:

"Anything that drops when you kill monsters belongs to you. As for the reward for the final BOSS, it is an auction system. The money won in the end will be divided equally among everyone." Zhang Jingtian nodded. How come this is almost the same as the games he used to play.

At this time, a male card maker looked at Zhang Jingtian with a smile:
"You're lucky to have met such a professional team like ours for the first time. You can just win without any effort."

Zhang Jingtian glanced at the ghost fire boy and asked, "Aren't you all platinum? How many times have you been to the secret realm?"

The will-o'-the-wisp boy raised an eyebrow: "I've been there since I was still golden."

Zhang Jingtian was stunned: "Didn't they say that gold is not acceptable and the minimum requirement is platinum?"

The will-o'-the-wisp youth laughed heartily. "Hey, you scholars are just so interesting. Indeed, the minimum requirement is platinum, but that's all on the surface."

Card makers like us, who come from ordinary backgrounds, can only seek wealth and honor through risk. Have you forgotten that ordinary people will be sucked in when they reach the exit of the secret realm?"

Zhang Jingtian reacted and thought they were too brave: "What if we can't get out?"

"Then you can only die! I'm considered lucky, as many of my friends died. But I say, we, social card makers who have fought our way through the secret realm, are more capable than you academics!"
I heard that the situation is critical now, and we can also have a seat at the table when the time comes!"

Zhang Jingtian had heard a long time ago that social card makers and card makers from their card academy were inherently opposed.

Because the former failed to get into the card academy, and later became a card maker through self-study and social organizations.

However, society does not recognize card makers like them very much. If they compete with card makers from card academies for the same position, the latter will definitely be selected.

However, Zhang Jingtian had only heard about this contradiction before, and only saw it today.

He also felt that the other people here had a vague hostility towards him.
After all, he is a talented student at the Magic City Card Academy, and it is indeed easy for him to be envied.

However, Zhang Jingtian was not afraid because he was still very confident in his own strength.

They soon arrived at the entrance to the secret realm and jumped in together.

Soon, they appeared in another world.

This is a small town.

It's just a European-style town, with people with high noses and blue eyes, busy with their own affairs.

In terms of age, it should be about the same as now.

Their appearance did not surprise the townspeople, who were still busy with their own affairs.

Zhang Jingtian leaned close to the ear of the ghost-fire boy and whispered:

"What exactly is this secret realm? Is it another world? Are these people alive, or are they the Scourge?"

"It's not a human, nor is it the Scourge." A girl said, "The secret realm is like a sealed fragment. It may have really happened, but we have forgotten it.

The people in the secret realm are like robots, living according to their programs. Unless we completely eliminate them, they will just repeat themselves.

In their eyes, we are like trivial bugs in the program. They don't care about us because they won't affect the normal operation.

The Scourge is like antivirus software; once they find us, they will hunt us down and kill us all."

Zhang Jingtian finally understood, and then followed everyone into the town.

In a conversation with a townsperson, Zhang Jingtian learned that this was a seaside town. However, a cursed fishing boat had recently crashed into the harbor, and the townspeople were very scared, worried that they would be implicated.

"The fishing boat might be the base of the Scourge." Zhang Jingtian analyzed quickly.

Then the group rushed to the port to see the stranded fishing boat.

(End of this chapter)