Cthulhu Card Making: Medusa Card Making at the Beginning.

Chapter 35: First-Class Card Creator Lin Mo (Please read on!)
"Quick, inform the president."

Wang Chengyang was breathing rapidly and could feel his heart pounding.

He didn't expect that at his age, he would still have the opportunity to see special positioning cards.

"Oh, okay, okay." Song Ming nodded and quickly dialed the president's phone number.

On the other side, Lu Dachuan and Zhou Wenzhen were still watching other people's assessment records in the monitoring room to see if they could find a few more good candidates.

But to their disappointment, several trainee card masters who took the test later were either covered in injuries from the traps or failed to find the buoy completely.

The two seemingly simple assessment conditions actually stopped most people.

"The card and the spirit are a good match, but their physical fitness is too poor. They can't even dodge the crossbow arrows. If they get into the secret realm, I'm afraid they won't even have time to release their cards before they'll be torn into pieces by the monsters."

Just raising his eyes and taking a glance, Lu Dachuan said with a frown.

Although, the person in front of him is the only one who has completed the assessment with injuries.

"Okay, Old Xu, you don't have to be so strict. Even if a trainee card master becomes a first-level card master, it's still a long way to go before he can enter the secret realm. At most, he can take on some exploratory missions that are not dangerous."

Zhou Wenzheng put another document aside and said with a smile: "Besides, what if he chooses to take the exam to become a card appraiser or card maker? These are all rear-end jobs."

Lu Dachuan shook his head and refused to argue with his old friend. Things are different now. News of riots in the secret realm has been coming in for more than one or two days.

Associations in all regions have fallen into the dilemma of insufficient staff, otherwise the assessment of card masters in the Card Masters Alliance would not have undergone major reforms in the past few years and directly equated them with combat card masters.

No matter what department you are from, when the time comes, even clerks will have to go to the front line.

After drinking the last sip of health tea, he prepared to contact Yuanjiang Middle School.

Lin Mo, dual card master talent.

Although it is a summoning style, its combat ability and reaction are not inferior to those of the fighting style.

If nothing goes wrong, this child will be the best candidate to inherit his kendo style.

And it seems that he has a good relationship with the little girl from the Bai family.

Thinking of this, Lu Dachuan's eyes flashed, and he wondered if he could learn more about Lin Mo from the little girl.

After all, there is too little information on paper.
Suddenly, a rapid ringing interrupted his thoughts. Turning around, he saw that Zhou Wen Zheng had already answered the call.

"Hey, Lao Wang, what's going on?"

Zhou Wenzhen usually has two communications, one is within the association, and the other is his personal one. The one within the association is basically known to all the association’s management.

Wang Chengyang, who works in the card identification area, goes to work and gets off work at a fixed time every day, and his working hours are very regular.

When he invited all the association members to a dinner, this old employee did not give him any face and directly refused, saying that he was about to get off work and refused to work overtime.

I haven't called him in eight hundred years, but today is a rare day.

"Hello, President. I am"

What surprised Zhou Wen Zheng was that the voice on the other end of the line was not Lao Wang's, but a young man who spoke stutteringly.

However, after only a moment, a familiar voice came from the other end.

"Oh, stop dilly-dallying. Bring the communications over here."

Hearing this voice, Zhou Wen Zheng subconsciously straightened his body.

"President, there is a person named Lin Mo"

Who? Lin Mo?!
"Okay, I understand. Don't put the card there for now. I'll be right over there."

Zhou Wenzhen said this for some unknown reason, and then hung up the phone.

Cards with special positioning, is this guy a card maker?

His test results are so excellent, he is definitely a potential combat card master, and now you say he is a civil servant?
"Let's go and take a look. Lao Wang doesn't have any cards. Lin Mo should still be in the card making room."

As Zhou Wenzhen was talking to Lu Dachuan, he stood up and walked downstairs. He did not lower his voice during the communication, so Lu Dachuan could hear it clearly.

Is Lin Mo still from the card-making department?

After hearing what Zhou Wenzhen said on the phone, Lu Dachuan paused, turned around and followed him.

In the card identification area, Wang Chengyang put down the communicator.

"Master? There's no problem with the card. I'll pass it." Song Ming said a little nervously.

"Yeah." Wang Chengyang nodded subconsciously, looking at the card information, feeling excited.

"No, wait a minute." Wang Chengyang reacted and quickly called for a stop. When he looked up, he saw the words "ASSESSMENT PASSED" flashing on the screen.

He immediately looked at Song Ming with anger.

This time, no matter how he looked at his disciple, he felt a little displeased.

"Idiot, why did I call the president when I let you pass?"

On the other side, Lin Mo sat helplessly in the card making room, waiting for the review result. It has been nearly an hour since the review, why hasn't it passed yet?

As I was thinking about it, I suddenly saw the result of the review being passed displayed on the screen.

The next moment, a stack of material cards and a brand new card master certificate were spit out from the machine's delivery port.

【First-level card master certificate】

[Professional: Card Maker]

[Name: Lin Mo]

Looking at the information above, Lin Mo nodded with satisfaction. After putting away the stack of basic material cards, he walked out of the card-making association.

Not long after he left, three middle-aged men appeared in the card-making room.

Looking at the empty card-making workstation, the three of them stared at each other.

"President, um, my hands were shaking for a moment," Wang Chengyang said with an awkward smile.

Without Bai Xinqiao's Tianji vehicle, this place is still far away from Yuanjiang District.

It would take at least two hours by bus.

"It's getting late. I'm afraid my aunt will scold me again if I go back."

Shaking his head helplessly, Lin Mo located the nearest boarding point.

He was lucky. As soon as he arrived at the station, there was a bus parked on the side of the road, and the route it was heading to was exactly Yuanjiang District.

I got on the bus, found a secluded seat by the window, sat down, and looked out at the bright lights.

The firefly-sized spots of light on both sides flashed quickly in front of Lin Mo's eyes, leaving long trails of light that rose and fell in one place, looking very beautiful.

In his memory from another world, he also enjoyed this scene very much.

When I got home, it was already 10:30 in the evening.

Sure enough, as soon as he entered the house and went to the living room, Lin Mo saw his aunt sitting angrily on the sofa.

"What's going on? Who made our beautiful Su angry again?"

Lin Mo walked over with a smile and began to massage his aunt's shoulders very skillfully with a flattering smile on his face.

"It's that old professor who said there was something wrong with the ruins material we were looking for and asked me to re-screen it. He's kept me busy until now."

Hearing Lin Mo's question, Su Qian clenched her fist and punched the soft cotton sofa cushion.

"Ouch, don't hurt your hand, the sofa is so hard."

Seeing Su Qian punching the sofa, Lin Mo felt distressed.

My aunt is not an ordinary person.

A second-level card examiner could break the sofa with just one punch.

But seeing a pair of beautiful eyes staring at him sharply, he suddenly had an idea and quickly changed his words.

The strength in his hands became a little lighter.

"Let's not talk about me anymore. Are you hungry? If not, I'm going to sleep." Su Qian suddenly asked.

Hearing this, Lin Mo quickly shook his head.

"Okay, I'll wash up and take a rest. The porridge is in the pot. You can heat it up yourself when you're hungry."

After saying that, Su Qian stood up and walked towards her room.

She was still wearing the same clothes she had worn when she went out, and she looked exhausted.

After listening to his aunt, Lin Mo walked into the kitchen, opened the lid of the pot, and looked at the white rice porridge in the pot which was still steaming, obviously it had just been heated up.

There was also a plate of side dishes and a few steamed buns next to it.

Lin Mo's heart warmed up, he served out the rice porridge and ate it with some side dishes.

After dinner, he wanted to relieve his aunt of some of her burden, so he washed the dishes.

He put the bowl into the sink, and water gushed out from the induction pipe. Before Lin Mo could even start washing the bowl, he heard a click.

Lin Mo's eyes widened as he watched the iron bowl being deformed by the water.

It has started again, and there is no end to it.

Helplessly throwing the bowl into the trash can, he swore that except for serving rice, he would never set foot in the kitchen again.

After wiping the table, Lin Mo hurried upstairs.

　There will be another one later, and I’m begging you to read it again.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)