Cthulhu Card Making: Medusa Card Making at the Beginning.

Chapter 37 School Card Master Competition
"Huh!" It was finally done. After letting out a breath, Lin Mo grabbed the blue card and slumped down in the chair.

Staring at the card, Lin Mo smiled.

【Demon Sword Muramasa】

[Position: Evil God System]

[Category: [Armament] Item Card]

【Quality: Blue】

【Rating: ★★★★★】

[Card Skills: Steel Blade, Demon Sword Slash]

[Bond: None]

[Description: A famous sword forged by the Muramasa family during the Edo period. From the moment it was born, it was accompanied by blood and curses. The sword with the word Muramasa on it is known as an ominous blade that eats its master. Influenced by the aura of the evil god, the power bestowed on it has become more secretive and powerful.]

[Advanced: Demon Sword Muramasa (Blue) → Demon Sword Princess (Purple) → Unknown Blade Demon Sword Princess (Black)]

[Steel Blade: Due to the special material, the blade has the ability to cut, and can easily cut the alloy like tofu, extremely sharp [Passive]]

[Demon Sword Slash: By condensing the source power and adding it to it, it can create a huge sword light. Each time it is used, it will consume about one-fifth of its own source power.]

After putting the card away, Lin Mo collapsed on the bed.

After making the card for a while, he can finally take a good rest.

With this thought in mind, Lin Mo closed his eyelids heavily.

Just as he was about to fall asleep, the alarm clock rang urgently, shocking him all over.

The ringing sound passed through his ears, constantly stimulating Lin Mo's cerebral cortex.

It is no exaggeration to say that the pain brought to him every time he was woken up by the ringing of the bell was no less than the mental backlash of a failed card-making failure.

"Oh, so annoying!" Lin Mo clenched his five fingers into a fist and sat up suddenly.

Just when he was about to turn off the ringing of his watch and have a good sleep, when he saw the time displayed on it, Lin Mo was shocked all over and his mind became clear instantly.

6:20?!
Am I so late in making the card?

Lin Mo, who was a little skeptical, stood up and slowly opened the curtains. A burst of light shone on his face, instantly dispelling his sleepiness.

"No, this." Lin Mo was a little helpless, and wanted to ask for leave very urgently.

Last time you were late you said you were in deep meditation. What excuse will you use for asking for leave this time?

Sick? You kicked off the quilt last night and caught a cold?

As soon as this idea came up, Lin Mo directly denied it.

Stop kidding. As a card master, your body is nourished by the source of energy and you basically won’t suffer from common diseases.

This reason is not as reliable as telling Lao Wang that I have entered deep meditation again.

Anyway, the card has just been made, and with the feedback from the talent [Doomsday], he has indeed gained a lot of source power and mental strength.

After hesitating for a while, Lin Mo finally staggered down the stairs.

I plan to wash up and go to school.

"Aunt, I'm hungry." Lin Mo shouted out of habit, then walked into the living room, but he was stunned.

There was a familiar note on the table.

Lin Mo walked forward and reached out to pick it up.

"Time is tight, breakfast will be at your own expense at the bun shop downstairs, sorry."

Forehead.
After looking at the note again and again for a while, Lin Mo finally believed that it was his aunt's handwriting.

Okay, no sleep at night and no food in the morning.

I just don’t know whether he created the King of Hell first, or the King of Hell called him down first.

My aunt, on the other hand, has been going out early and coming back late more often recently.

Lin Mo pinched the note and threw it into the trash can. After washing up, he went out and walked towards the school.

When passing by the steamed bun shop, Lin Mo felt confused when he saw the door was still closed.

"Is there something urgent going on at home, uncle? The shop has been closed for a few days."

Lin Mo wanted to go closer to take a look, but the stench from the sewer at the entrance of the alley stopped him in his tracks.

After making a contract with Lai Fu, his five senses became exceptionally sharp. Most people might just find the smell a little stinky, but to him, it was so disgusting that he wanted to vomit.

Except for Uncle Zhao's steamed bun shop, other shops had just opened at this time, and the breakfast shop probably didn't even have a single fried pancake.

Not wanting to go to the breakfast shop, Lin Mo took the early bus and headed towards the school. Yawning, Lin Mo opened the classroom door and walked in.

This is the second time he has arrived at school so early in all the time he has been at Yuanjiang No. 1 Middle School.

As soon as he came in, he saw Bai Xinqiao.

"Good morning, Sister Bai~ah!"

Sitting in his seat, Lin Mo greeted everyone and then yawned continuously.

"Huh?" At this moment, Bai Xinqiao's pretty face was full of surprise.

After all, for the past two years, Lin Mo has always entered the classroom when the bell rang. He was late a few days ago, but today he came so early again.

"Didn't you sleep well last night?"

Seeing Lin Mo with two big dark circles under his eyes and a listless look, Bai Xinqiao spoke softly with concern.

"Yeah, I made the card a little late yesterday." Lin Mo lay on the table, his eyelids trembling. He wanted to sleep, but his stomach protested.

"Wang Zuo, you have to take care of your health when making cards." Bai Xinqiao frowned and said subconsciously.

Obviously, she still thought that Lin Mo didn't get a good rest because he was helping Wang Zuo.

Then he shook his wrist, and with the white jade bracelet on his wrist flashing white light, a card appeared in Bai Xinqiao's hand.

As the source power was injected, the card dissipated and turned into a one-foot-long cylinder.

The column is made of sandalwood and has gorgeous dark carvings on it, which is very exquisite.

"Here, take this."

"What is this?" Lin Mo wondered and reached out to take it.

Before Bai Xinqiao could answer, the next moment, a faint fragrance wafted out from the small sandalwood carved cylinder and entered Lin Mo's nostrils, making him relax.

The dizziness in my head gradually subsided, and my sleepiness also lessened a lot.

"Aromatherapy is used to calm the mind and also has the effect of refreshing the spirit." Bai Xinqiao said.

"Yeah, it really works." After taking a deep breath, Lin Mo felt relaxed all over.

"So this is why you smell so good every day?"

"No, no." Hearing Lin Mo's question, Bai Xinqiao tilted his head and subconsciously raised his wrist to his nose and sniffed it.

Is it fragrant? Why can't she smell it herself?

"Let's not talk about this. Do you have anything to eat? I'm hungry." Lin Mo touched his stomach.

"Yes, here it is for you." Bai Xinqiao took out a beautifully packaged lunch box.

Lin Mo raised his hand to take it, opened the lunch box, and looked at the golden omelette rice inside. Next to it was a row of shrimps neatly arranged, and there was also dipping sauce.

"Good girl, Sister Bai, you really are my Doraemon." Lin Mo's eyes glowed green as he said this casually and started eating.

"Doraemon? What is that?" Bai Xinqiao looked at Lin Mo curiously.

"Well, anyway, it is of great significance." Lin Mo didn't know how to explain it. He took a bite of rice and said casually with a smile.

Is it significant?
Hearing Lin Mo's words, Bai Xinqiao was stunned at first, then blushed and leaned closer, and whispered: "You always seem to be late for breakfast, how about I bring it to you in the future?"

"Ah?" After swallowing the food, Lin Mo raised his head.

Looking at Bai Xinqiao who suddenly approached, Lin Mo's throat rolled. Before he could answer, the door of the classroom suddenly opened.

Groups of two or three students came in one after another.

Seeing this, the two of them quickly distanced themselves.

Not long after, as the students took their seats in the classroom one by one, the bell for class rang.

Lin Mo was very thankful that the aromatherapy given by Bai Xinqiao helped him recover. He had Lao Wang's class in the morning.

Although the content he talked about was the key points and basic theories of card combinations that he had heard countless times.

Soon, the morning class ended, and Lao Wang began his usual extended class session.

"Classmates, be quiet for a moment. I want to tell you something."

On the podium, Wang Qidong clapped his hands, drawing everyone's attention to him.

"In two days, a card master battle competition will be held on campus."

As the words fell, everyone in the class suddenly became noisy.

(End of this chapter)