Quick Travel: Card Destroyer

"Your world is very stable now."

After spending tens of thousands of years in the small world, Fu Cangzhao finally returned to the Card City and saw Shanguli's prototype - Luo Shan. Fu Cangzhao thought for a long time but didn't know what to say.

"The most important thing is that the person is fine," Luo Shan put Fu Cangzhao's left arm back into the quilt and tucked her into the quilt, "It's just a small trouble, and I have to trouble you to go inside and deal with it in person, and you got sick because of it. sick……"

The only response she received was the sound of long breathing on the bed.

This young man with dark blue hair is younger than Luo Shan, but he is very capable and has easily mastered the infiltration work in the small world.

The two met because of a forum scolding battle.

As a lover of exciting novels with major protagonists, Luo Shan has long been dissatisfied with the numerous works about torturing a main character on the market. She wanted to write one but never had the chance.

Not because I'm lazy, but because I really don't have time. Forced to make a living, she had to mass-produce image cards of low-quality short dramas every day and win eyeballs with some explosive plots. As long as the audience stays for a moment and remains curious about the overly bizarre plot, she wins.

And the ideal of pursuing the protagonist's cool writing can only be released through the forum trumpet in the dead of night.

In this way, she spent every day normally.

One day, when I opened a small account and went to the forum to surf as usual, I saw a scolding post about "Xiantu Wuxin" in the "No Vomiting" section, and I was deeply impressed by one of the users with the ID "Li Cang is a Knife".

Because "Licang is a knife", the quarrel with others was too fierce, and before Luo Shan could send her friend request, the other party was locked up in the black room of the forum. She was forced to endure for several days before finally contacting this interesting sister.

The two chatted happily on the forum.

Until one day, when Luo Shan was writing a short play, she had a sudden idea and tried to change the subject.

She wanted to create a fantasy world, and she thought it was a fantasy anyway, so try not to have any alien species! It would be best if there were no alien species in this world from the beginning...

Of course, she also understands that this kind of thing is impossible. Seniors in the industry have tried it before, but all ended in failure. All the worlds presented through cards have alien forms.

So Luo Shan was just thinking about it, and it would take major adjustments to implement it into actual creation.

Maybe she was too tired at that time, so Luo Shan just stared at a white card in a daze, and then fell asleep.

When she woke up, not only did her whole body feel weak and sore, her head also continued to swell and hurt. With many years of experience in card making, she immediately judged that this was a symptom of excessive mental energy consumption.

The problem is that she clearly didn’t write anything, so how could she consume too much?

With such doubts, she glanced at the desk she usually used for work, and was stunned for a moment.

There were a few cards scattered on the table, maybe they were thrown around before he fell into coma, or maybe they were knocked off accidentally.

In short, among several messy cards, Luo Shan recognized an image card she had never seen before at first sight.

She curiously picked up the card and observed it carefully, and was shocked to find that the lines on the card were not strictly adsorbed on the card, but were attached very lightly. As long as she moved her thoughts slightly, those lines could float away from the white card. in the air.

After being the founder for so many years, this was the first time Luo Shan had seen this phenomenon. She didn’t know who to complain to for a while. It happened that “Li Cang was a sword” was successfully unblocked, so she asked two people with the mentality of giving it a try. sentence.

Unexpectedly, the other party readily said that he could "test the poison" for free.

Professional work must be done by professionals. Fu Cangzhao just glanced at the cards showing strange phenomena and knew what was going on inside. However, judging from her tone, this rarely happened.

According to Fu Cangzhao, Luo Shan created a small world without relying on inkless pens or even cards.

In the Card City, it is not only rare, but it is not an exaggeration to say it is the first time.

<divclass="contentadv">It's just because Roxanne created such a strange world for the first time and was in a hurry from beginning to end, some kind of virus-like concept invaded it.

What Fu Cangzhao has to do is to find a way to kick out the "virus".

Only then did he personally sneak in and spend tens of thousands of years with the indigenous people of the small world.

Luo Shan was waiting outside anxiously. She didn't know what was happening inside. The only thing she could feel was that there were two auras inside that were targeting each other.

One of them is very kind, and she has the feeling of seeing a kind old lady who will smile at her at any time and then reach out to touch her head.

The other one was not very friendly. It was not only extremely aggressive, but also always made Luo Shan feel uncomfortable all over her body. Fortunately, that kind aura always protected the entire group of lines, and she was able to get rid of the nausea.

I don’t know how long I waited. After all, Luo Shan was not a professional. She could only guess the outcome of the confrontation between the two sides through the changes in their breath.

The kind aura did not prevail at first, and was once suppressed by the disgusting aura, but then it gradually found a breakthrough, gradually grew stronger and overwhelmed the opponent, until it completely gained control of the small world.

After the group of lines attached to the card stabilized, Fu Cangzhao finally appeared in the room, exuding a familiar peaceful aura.

His mental power only made contact with it, and he almost fell into the other party's vast consciousness.

At that moment, she finally confirmed that the identity of the young man in front of her was not simple.

Unfortunately, before he could explain more, Fu Cangzhao fell into a deep sleep due to the heavy mental load.

In short, the most important thing is that people are fine.

Luo Shan took another look at the special lines attached to the card.

It seems to be something created by itself without relying on any medium.

Although it was just a mistake, a question began to arise in her mind.

A small question.

“Does the creator need to use inkless pens to create cards?”

After thinking for a few minutes with no results, Luo Shan decided to give up thinking and finish writing today's short play first!

She didn't see the black ring deeply embedded in the ring finger of Fu Cangzhao's left hand, which was sleeping on the bed, and the black crystals spreading out, quietly melting under the quilt.

In other words, they are no longer tangible proliferative tissue, but have become something like a tattoo.

The spiritual consciousness that had been scattered everywhere was gradually withdrawn.

In the small world created by Luo Shan unintentionally, Fu Cangzhao had already said goodbye to everyone, so after returning to Card City, he focused on re-adapting to the environment and adjusting his physical condition.

Since the traces were brought out from the small world on his own initiative, Fu Cangzhao, as an observer of the high-dimensional world, has the right to make some adjustments to the way the things brought out are expressed on his body.

So she chose to remove the proliferated tissue immediately, pretending that those things on her hands were just weird tattoos.

The imperial rose mark that Ligula left on the right side of her neck remained intact.

In this way, as long as you don't enter a world with settings similar to those of Sanguli in the future, the mutations that occur on your hand due to the Ring of Sanguli will be equivalent to non-existence.

Transitions, some setting explanations and some boring routine.