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Chapter 23 Fighting
Qin Ziwen looked at the cards on the crocodile's corpse.

It's quite obvious, to be precise, that "Homeland" never intended to hide the cards' existence, such as by hiding them inside a crocodile's belly or by having them secretly discovered under a crocodile's carcass.

Instead, they made it public in front of everyone.

"What is this!"

"That card can actually fly in the air. Does that mean you can gain superpowers after using it?"

"I have a feeling this thing is definitely not simple."

"Nonsense, even a fool could see that."

"Could this thing be related to our time travel? Can we use it to return to Earth?"

Just as the crowd on the sidelines were discussing, a figure rushed out and jumped down, landing steadily on the rear of the tilted SUV.

Before he could regain his balance, the SUV began to sway slightly, then tilted at an increasingly steep angle.
The man only had time to let out a cry of surprise before his arms gave way and he fell into the pit with a thud, two spears piercing through his chest.

He reluctantly raised his arm, gazing at the faintly glowing card a few meters away.

No one was prepared to save him; everyone was focused on the cards.

But having learned from past mistakes, the onlookers became even more composed. The bottom of the pit was full of sharp spears; falling in would at least leave one covered in bruises.

Qin Ziwu stared at the card with shining eyes; it looked so cool.

"Brother, should we go and fight for it?"

"Just enjoy your show." Qin Ziwen glanced at his younger brother, giving him a warning look.

There was only one card, but there were over a thousand people in the entire community.

Before you can grab a card, you have to compete with more than a hundred people on site. Even after you grab a card, there are still more than a thousand people in the community who will keep an eye on you.

Being the first to try something new in the open doesn't necessarily guarantee a good outcome.

It's just a building card.

He's already played this three times, and it feels mediocre to him, even worse than resource cards.

The spring at home can reliably provide 20 to 30 liters of drinkable water every day, enough to sustain the daily drinking water needs of more than a dozen people.

"Hehe, if none of you are taking it, then I'll go." Zou Sheng took off his coat, observed the location, and then leaped onto the hood of the middle car.

Those watching were both angry and anxious, saying, "Be careful, don't fall!"

"Dude, come on up here, it's dangerous down there."

"Slow down, or maybe you should come back."

People can hunt crocodiles together for a common goal, but they feel bad if they watch someone else get this card.

Zou Sheng ignored all the gossip and comments from others. Regardless of what others said, he was prepared for the consequences of his decision to jump, having learned from past mistakes.

Carefully tiptoeing to avoid the spears thrusting from the crocodile's back, I reached out and grabbed the card.

After being captured, the card lost its faint glow.

It turned into an ordinary gray metal card.

After holding the card, Zou Sheng seemed to have heard something, and his expression froze.

Then, staring at the card in his hand in disbelief, his expression shifted before he finally uttered a single word, "Damn!"

You have to take this thing home to use it!
So why did he go through all that trouble to come down here?

In his anger, Zou Sheng felt that the card in his hand was a hot potato: "This thing..."

The people at the edge of the pit breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that the card in Zou Sheng's hand hadn't disappeared, and they joked, "Dude, what's this thing? If you can't use it, give it to us."

"Fine, go ahead and rob it." After saying that, Zou Sheng threw the building card in his hand out of the pit.

The card traced an arc in mid-air before landing outside the crowd.

Many people were surprised that Zou Sheng actually threw the card out, and they rushed towards it in a frenzy, fighting and arguing.

Seeing this, Zou Sheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The idea of ​​a Level 1 Carpenter's Hut for a building card sounds strange. It's like the kind of house you build in management games you used to play. The only thing he doesn't understand is that it needs to be used at home. Does it mean you have to build another house at home?

Zou Sheng climbed out of the pit. Huang Tao came over and said with some regret, "Good buddy, how did you lose the card? I saw you went through so much trouble to get that thing. By the way, what exactly was that card?"

Zou Sheng scoffed inwardly. This guy surnamed Huang was really direct. He came all this way just for that last sentence. If I hadn't thrown it out earlier, I probably wouldn't have even had a chance to climb out of the pit.

He immediately patted the dirt off his clothes and said meaningfully, "You'll understand everything once you hold it in your hands. You can only use this thing after you take it home. Brother, if you're interested, go and get it."

Construction card? You can only use it at home?

Huang Tao was a little confused, but he still remembered the key sentence. Once he got the keys, he understood everything and immediately thanked him, saying, "Haha, thanks, bro!"

After saying that, Huang Tao led a few people and hurriedly headed towards the crowd vying for the cards.

"mine!"

"Damn it, let go!"

"Who the hell kicked my ass?"

"show me."

The crowd was in complete chaos.

Pulling hair, throwing punches, kicking people.

A group of people were frantically fighting over the cards.

Without exception, everyone who holds the card will hear a voice from their homeland.

Outside the crowd, a man with red marks on his neck and arms and messy hair slumped on the ground: "I thought this thing would let me go back, but it's just some damn building card."

In the crowd, the man in white grabbed the card and then desperately rushed into the residential area, trying to get home to use it.

"Oh!"

An iron rod slammed heavily into his leg.

The man let out a scream and fell to the ground.

"Bang!!!"

Another blow landed on his head.

The man in white shuddered, then lay motionless on the ground, his clothes stained crimson with blood.

The hook-nosed man wielding an iron rod pried open his fingers and picked up the card.

He glared fiercely at the crowd, his voice filled with malice: "Anyone who tries to take it from me, I'll kill them!"

After he finished speaking, he turned around.

"boom."

A stone the size of an egg hit him on the back of the head.

The man's legs buckled and he almost fell to the ground. He turned his head to look behind him and then uncontrollably slumped to the ground.

Someone nearby delivered a flying kick.

The hook-nosed man was kicked to the ground, and the cards and iron rod in his hands were taken away.

Then a new round of competition ensued.

Qin Ziwen looked at the chaotic battle involving hundreds of people and thought, "What a heavy atmosphere of malice."

"They've all gone mad, all for a single card."

Zheng Yuan, who hadn't participated in the scramble, came to Qin Ziwen's side and looked at the scene with some regret, "Why bother? I feel like even killing crocodiles wasn't this intense."

Qin Ziwen asked in surprise, "Aren't you going?"

In his memory, Zheng Yuan had always been that bearded, hot-tempered older brother who dared to argue with people.

"No, I just heard Zou Sheng say that it's some kind of building card. It won't let me go back to Earth, so what's the point of fighting for it? Besides, there are so many people here, even if I get it, I can't hold onto it."

　I'll be consistently writing two chapters a day now, and I'll add more after it's officially released. Although it's a group transmigration story, I've been researching a lot on Deepseek and Baidu Baike while writing it to make certain plot points as plausible as possible, so the writing is a little slow. I hope you all enjoy this genre.

　　
　
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