The Mysterious Card Maker: Starting with Zhang Jiao's Deification

It was already afternoon when I got back to Fenglinwan Residential Area.

Qin Muyao pushed Lin Fan to the door of his room, took out her key from her pocket, and opened the door.

The room was just as it had been before I left, except that there was a faint musty smell in the air.

"Can you manage on your own?" Qin Muyao stood at the door and glanced at Lin Fan's right shoulder.

"Sure," Lin Fan said. "Besides, you're right next door. I can just call you if I need anything."

Qin Muyao hesitated for a moment, then nodded, pushed him into the room, and braked the wheelchair.

"Just call me if you need anything." She walked to the door and glanced back at him.

"understood."

Qin Muyao gently closed the door when she left.

Lin Fan sat in the chair, lost in thought for a while, then turned his wheelchair to the window. The moment he pulled back the curtains, sunlight streamed in through the glass, making the room much brighter.

He turned on his computer, waited a few minutes, and then opened the card trading website to continue looking at the material cards.

After all, you can't make Guan Yu with the materials in your shopping cart.

Once the direction for card production was determined, finding materials became much easier. He entered several sets of keywords in the search bar and tried them repeatedly.

Then I sorted the prices from low to high and scrolled down one by one.

He quickly found several relevant material cards:

【Cold-Blooded Saw】Blue Domain Grade, 22000 RMB, Ancient Battle Blade, blade length 9 feet 5 inches, weight 82 jin, a wisp of battlefield killing intent is sealed within the blade, capable of intimidating the enemy when swung.

[The Zuo Commentary on the Spring and Autumn Annals] Green Domain Level, 12800 RMB. A fragment of the Zuo Commentary on the Spring and Autumn Annals. The book contains a strong sense of righteousness, and those who hold it can clear their minds.

【Beheaded Long Beard】Blue Domain Grade, 21000 Yuan. His beautiful beard has turned into a deadly evil creature, which is both his pride in life and his curse in death.

He added all three cards to his shopping cart.

Then he bought a bottle of mental recovery fluid (23000), which he could replenish if his mental strength was insufficient during the card-making process.

"Next, you can choose between [Red-Faced Ghost General] and [Red-Faced Bearded Demon]."

Lin Fan opened the shopping cart, which currently contained only four cards. The Green Domain-level card, [Red-Faced Bearded Ghost], was marked as sold.

Now only the [Red-Faced Ghost General], valued at 57900, remains.

Lin Fan frowned, looked at the order amount of 113700 on the settlement page, and took a deep breath.

If Qin Muyao hadn't just shared half of the money she received from the live stream tips with him, which was 340,000 yuan, he wouldn't have been able to afford it at all.

Just as he was about to checkout, a recommendation popped up in the lower right corner of the page: "Based on your browsing history, we recommend the following products to you."

[Red Hare Soul] Purple Domain Grade, fixed price 80,000. Seller's note: This card was brought out from the depths of a B-grade secret realm, and its source is reliable.

Lin Fan's eyelids twitched. The Purple Domain-level material card [Red Hare Soul] was only 80,000. Even if he didn't use it for card crafting, it would be good for transportation.

Moreover, Red Hare can be synthesized again in the future to enhance Guan Yu's strength or to be used to create cards. After all, it was the mount of the strongest warrior of its time, and once it was lost, it would be gone forever.

Lin Fan stared at the number for several seconds, counted the price again, confirmed that there were only 4 zeros, and decisively added it to his shopping cart and placed the order immediately.

Lin Fan pressed the settlement button, entered his payment password, and the moment his fingerprint touched the screen, a message popped up saying that 216700 yuan had been deducted from his bank account.

He glanced at his balance, which had originally been over 300,000, but had instantly shrunk to just over 120,000.

Spending money like water, no, even faster than water.

After doing all this, he leaned back in his wheelchair and waited for the cards to arrive.

"Zi"

Lin Fan's phone vibrated.

Zhou Chen's message popped up: "Brother Fan, I'm getting married tomorrow, you have to come!"

Lin Fan was stunned for a moment. He looked down at his right shoulder, which was wrapped in gauze, and then thought about the Ghost King's Mark that might exist in his body.

His finger hovered over the screen for a few seconds before finally typing: "I can't go, I still need to recover from my injury."

"Brother Fan, are you kidding me?" Zhou Chen's voice rose several octaves.

"You're not coming to my wedding? Everyone from my company is going. It would be so inappropriate if you didn't come."

"I really can't come." Lin Fan lowered his voice. "I'm still in a wheelchair. If I go, I'll only be a burden to you."

Zhou Chen was silent for two seconds, then said, "If you're lying at home all by yourself, no one will care if something happens to you."

Besides, my wedding venue has a building security card that covers the entire hotel, so it's very safe and there's no chance of anything strange happening.

Just think of it as getting some fresh air and having a good meal. You need to eat even while recovering, right?

Lin Fan opened his mouth, wanting to say something more, but Zhou Chen didn't give him a chance to speak at all, going on and on about how he lent him money to buy a card and how he helped him keep watch at work...

In short, if you don't go, you can't even be friends anymore.

Lin Fan was relieved to hear that the Dunshi Hotel had set up a house barrier card, so the strange phenomenon wouldn't appear. He couldn't just completely cut off communication with the outside world just because he suspected he had been marked.

"Alright then," Lin Fan sighed, "I'll go."

"That's more like it!" Zhou Chen's voice immediately brightened. "Tomorrow at 5 PM, the Red Phoenix Hall on the third floor of the Dunhill Hotel. Dress smartly!"

"How can I be energetic while in a wheelchair?"

"Even in a wheelchair, you have to be energetic!" Zhou Chen said. "By the way, could you take that nurse with you?"

Lin Fan was taken aback at first: "What nurse?"

"The one from the last phone call, the one who said, 'Come on, open your mouth.'" Zhou Chen imitated it perfectly, his tone full of gossip.

"Anything else? If not, I'm hanging up." Lin Fan didn't respond and continued speaking to himself.

However, after hearing Zhou Chen say this, he thought of Qin Muyao. What if she encountered something strange while she was home alone?

"Okay, okay," Zhou Chen said. "Brother Fan, I'll hang up now. I have a lot of things to do. See you tomorrow!"

Just as I hung up, I heard a rustling sound outside the door, followed by a knock.

"Knock knock knock".

"Come in, it's unlocked."

The door opened, and Qin Muyao walked in carrying a tray with several steaming dishes and two bowls of rice on it.

She had her hair in a bun, her face still damp from a shower, and she was wearing pajamas with her shoulders casually exposed.

"Let's eat something together, anyway, you can't do anything looking like this." She placed the tray on the table and glanced at Lin Fan.

Lin Fan moved his wheelchair closer to the table. "Did you do this?"

Qin Muyao paused, her expression slightly complicated: "Takeout? Do I look like someone who can cook?"

Lin Fan looked at her and smiled, his expression saying, "I knew it!"

"Oh, right," he swallowed a mouthful of porridge, looked up at Qin Muyao, "there's a wedding tomorrow afternoon, it's my colleague's, I have to go."

Qin Muyao pulled up a chair and sat down: "You're still going in this state?"

"Zhou Chen's marriage is a major life event, after all, and it's not easy to refuse!"

"How are you going to attend the wedding alone in a wheelchair?" Qin Muyao asked, her face full of shock. "Are you planning to push yourself there?!"

"So, are you going?"

Qin Muyao leaned back in her chair, arms crossed, her face expressionless.

"Are you saying all this to take me to the wedding and make me your...caregiver?"

"No, no, no... There have been a lot of strange things happening in the neighborhood lately... I'm worried about you being alone without any self-defense cards."

Hearing Lin Fan stammer, Qin Muyao's lips twitched, but she couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Just kidding, what time tomorrow!"

"5 p.m."

"Okay, I'll take you there then."

Just as Lin Fan was about to pick up his chopsticks, Qin Muyao spoke up again: "So, is there a tip for being a caregiver?"

"No!"

"Stingy."