Card Disciple Chapter 8

All of a sudden, his mind decided to act, his fingers nimbly inserted the card into the card slot on the Instrument on his wrist.

“DI” The image projected from the card is still the same as the previous one.

This card, in the end, what changes happened to it? Chen Mu’s curiosity suddenly becomes incomparably intense, he anxiously wants to immediately rush into the streets to buy a three-star energy card.

Impulse is the devil! Impulse is the devil! Chen Mu’s mouth murmured, reminding himself that the cost of three-star energy card is not a small amount, he restrained himself with difficulty. For an average person, it is very likely that they couldn’t bear it and already went to buy a three-star energy card. However, Chen Mu rigidly endures, in the self-restraint aspect, he did not lack.

Gradually calming down, quickly and clearly recall. Currently, the most important thing is to learn how to manufacture a magic card, which for  him, is a qualitative leap. Although this is not just a simple, not a big deal, desire, but, Chen Mu, having been persistently struggling alone for a long time, this day, has been looking forward to for a very long, long time.

He doesn’t have time to be distracted. The reason why he did not want to use his savings, is for the sake of this desire. He did not know how long it needs to succeed, how many materials will be consumed, so he could only endure, couldn’t go out and buy a three-star energy card. Although this card arouses his curiosity, making a magic card is Chen Mu’s dream for the past few years. When he was living as a child vagrant, seeing those phantasmagorias holographic advertis.e.m.e.nts from the magic cards outside of the stores often left him fascinated, and at that time, he always forgets the cold that his flimsy clothing couldn’t keep out.

The issue of clothing and foods, for the current him, are already completely satisfied, if not for his desire, he wouldn’t study the Principle of Cards so seriously. Just by making energy cards is enough to sustain his current lifestyle. Frankly, his current lifestyle is already quite pleasant.

He is not someone with a lofty ambition, his childhood wish also for the most part is simple and ordinary, to be able to eat until full and wear warm clothes, have a place to live, all which he has already realized. The only thing remaining that he hasn’t realized yet remains in his memory, the colourful glimmer of the magic card advertis.e.m.e.nt.

Haah, Chen Mu exhaled the air in his lungs, gently took the mysterious card and put it in the drawer. He has never learned how to make magic card before, thus he couldn’t even try to a.n.a.lyse and explain the riddle that is this mysterious card.

Looking at the pile of failed cards on top of the table, Chen Mu is struck speechless, sat back down on the chair. He has been accustomed to failure. In the past, he always fumbles around by himself, failures, for him, is nothing out of the ordinary. If he becomes dejected by failure, he would not arrive at this level today.

More effort! Hen Mu secretly clenched his fist.

Seven days have pa.s.sed.

Chen Mu’s face is covered with a tired and sleepy expression, his eyes bloodshot. In front of him is a pile of cards, not even one of the cards’ surfaces has a completed construct lines, all of these are failed cards. These 7 days, he continuously attempted to make magic cards, but there are not even a single success.

He, no matter how, couldn’t control the perception to control the brush in his hand. He can distinctly feel the strong properties of the ink flowing on the tip of the brush, but clearly incapable of using his perception to control the liquid, to bind it and the card together. The nib full of the ritual liquid with wild nature is just like an unruly horse, never listen to order.

Chen Mu’s perception, originally was already low, using it repeatedly multiple times, he has to take a rest, to wait for his perception to recover. These 7 days, day and night drafting magic cards, not a single success. This blow to his confidence, compared to the physical and mental fatigue, is what caused him more worn out.

In the end, what is his mistake?

Chen Mu tugged at his unkempt hair.

Slumping in his chair, seeing the pile of failed cards on the table, Chen Mu is somewhat in a daze. These few days not only depleted his energy, he also used a large amount of money. It is mostly the cost of raw material, although it is only a one-star magic card, it still cost around 10.000 odi.

His meagre savings can’t withstand several times of this kind of spending! Chen Mu makes a wry smile in his mind.

Standing up, opened the window, sunlight shining on his face, the warmth on his face felt pleasant while he squinted. No matter how, lets rest.

Walking on the sunny street, because of his failure in making one-star magic card has put him in an extremely bad mood, unconsciously has made him relaxed. Clear and sunny, the weather is something that a street urchin cherished, because there is no need to worry about the cold, no need to worry about losing their life to he frigid wind.

Humming a few tunes, both hands on the back of his head, strolling around as he pleases.

Unconsciously, he went to the front gate of DongWei Inst.i.tute.

He has never entered and saw the inside of DongWei Inst.i.tute, his mood also has become joyful. Chen Mu without thinking too much walked directly towards DongWei Inst.i.tute.

DongWei Inst.i.tute did not restrict access to non-inst.i.tutional personnel. Because the landscape is very beautiful, and also have a lot of places with historic interest, many people went here to sight-see. DongWei Inst.i.tute’s annual profit generated from these tourist is not a small amount, thus each In’t.i.tute’s Board Member without exception reorganized the inst.i.tute’s environment, which also becomes a characteristic of DongWei Inst.i.tute. DongWei Inst.i.tute, although couldn’t enter the ranks of 100 the most powerful inst.i.tute, but in the “Federation’s Most Beautiful School” voting result, every year they’ll enter the top 10 rank, which is something every person in Dong Shang Citadel takes pride in.

Entering the DongWei Inst.i.tute, there are small groups of tourist everywhere. Visitors and students can easily be identified. The student always wear the neat school uniform. No matter where he goes, Chen Mu stands out like an eyesore.

Fluffy, messy hair, dirty and messy clothes, slippers worn improperly, add a few days without washing his face. He looks like a beggar.

Regardless the stare of the surrounding people, Chen Mu, with a composed expression, lie down on the gra.s.s. When he was a street urchin, he has seen the differences and changes in society, and has become immune towards these disdaining, despising, and disgusted gaze.

The motion of lying down on the ground was so natural, the people around become more certain that he is a beggar, and took a detour around him.

Chen Mu didn’t pay attention to these, lying in the gra.s.s, squinting, basking in the sun, with sunlight shining on his sluggish body. It is too comfortable, he doesn’t want to move.

At that moment, someone’s voice reached his ears.