Chen Ming was a little confused.

He just wanted to repair the damaged sea of consciousness, and he never thought that he would cultivate such a big treasure. His untapped sea of consciousness suddenly depreciated.

What is this thing?!

Giant consciousness?

No.

Wrong.

He took a closer look at the corpse, and he still had a tail.

Monsters?

Humanoid monsters?

Why is it here?

And the golden spear, even though its owner was dead, was still terrifying, and even a glance at it made his eyes tingle.

"What the hell are these things?"

Chen Ming was full of doubts.

He thought for a moment, cautiously approached, stretched out his fingers, and slowly touched the huge body.

Rumble!

A golden thunderbolt flashed, and Chen Ming was bounced off the spot.

Pain and pain......

Chen Ming struggled to get up.

This familiar feeling......

His face changed slightly, the golden lightning that killed the host on the spot that night was this thing! So, it wasn't a bolt of lightning, it turned out to be a person?!

And.

What's even more outrageous is that with the golden lightning surging, a row of golden strange words appeared in front of the giant.

"What is this?"

Chen Ming glanced at it, as if it was some kind of ancient text.

Fortunately, in modern society, it doesn't matter if he doesn't understand, he left the sea of consciousness to check on the Internet, and after several comparisons and corrections, he finally deciphered these words.

This is an ancient demon text.

Most of them have been lost, and he can only guess based on archaeological data: "Demon God X... Captivity o... Command... Opportunity! … Thunder... Escape? … Self-denial... Extrication. … Ha ha*... £$'%()"§'^&"

If it's followed by a curse, it won't be translated.

From the previous words, you can roughly guess that this guy received an order to come and destroy himself, and when he completed the task, he also killed himself by the way?

These golden words are inscriptions.

Right.

That's right, the inscription.

Not only did this thing commit suicide in Chen Ming's Sea of Consciousness, it even carved a tablet for itself.

“……”

Chen Ming's face darkened.

There seems to be some kind of demon mystery involved......

His scalp tingles just thinking about it.

He also knew about it, the young lady graduated and left after that day, and never appeared again, and no one even knew who she was.

So.

He didn't know what the woman was.

He didn't know what the man was.

He didn't even know what this thing was in front of him......

"If you want to commit suicide, can't you choose a place with good feng shui?"

Chen Ming's face was not very good.

Who would choose to die in someone else's sea of consciousness?!

Ex-boyfriend and ex-girlfriend?

Or a former Walmart shopping bag?

He originally felt that this world was very dangerous, and he planned to be a dead house, and with these things in his mind, the danger value was simply explosive.

Therefore.

After his calm analysis, he felt that it was still necessary to solve the problem of the sea of consciousness as soon as possible.

Only by solving the problem of the sea of consciousness can he make cards, become stronger, and not be slaughtered by others!

Pity.

He studied for a long time, this golden giant can't be dismantled and dismantled, destroyed and extinguished, and it can't be solved at all if he touches the electricity.

"Gotta think of something else......"

Chen Ming looked at the murderous mansion in front of him and fell into deep thought.

And at this time.

Dormitory.

There was a bang, and the door was slammed open.

"Brother Chen!"

"Can you lend me a laundry card...... Ay? ”

Zhao Hang, who was in the dormitory next door, broke in in a hurry, and when he saw Chen Ming sitting cross-legged, he was suddenly stunned, and in the next second, the spiritual power in the room suddenly exploded.

Bang!

Zhao Hang was immediately rushed out.

Buzz –

Chen Ming awakened from the sea of consciousness.

"Zhao Hang?"

Chen Ming sighed, "How many times have I said that you have to knock on the door first." ”

"Get used to it."

Zhao Hang got up, hehe Yile, "Brother Chen, you have something important to lock the door." ”

“……”

Chen Ming's face was expressionless, "Last time I locked it, you opened it from the hinge." ”

Belch......

Zhao Hang suddenly scratched his head in embarrassment, but felt a burst of pain, "Hiss-Brother Chen, your current mental power is too sharp!" ”

"Sharp?"

Chen Ming was puzzled.

"yes."

"Shhh

Zhao Hang grinned in pain, "Last time I was blasted out of the dormitory by my senior sister, it didn't hurt as much as you." No, I'll have to go back and get some medicine. ”

After speaking.

He limped away.

Chen Ming couldn't laugh or cry.

Does it hurt?

He tried to use his mental power to gently sweep it over his hand, but he also felt a stinging pain like a knife, this familiar feeling......

Golden Spear!

That's how he felt when he saw the golden spear!

Wait a minute.

The golden spear is in the sea of consciousness, and the card-making pen comes from the condensation of the sea of consciousness, so the root cause of his card-making tear is this golden spear!!

Now.

He finally found the reason.

The golden spear was too sharp, even if the owner was dead, just standing there made the entire sea of consciousness full of sharp edges!

Thereupon.

Chen Ming stepped into the sea of consciousness again.

He looked at the sharp spear and tried to cover its edge, but unfortunately, he couldn't find any way, and no matter how thick his spiritual power was, he couldn't cover it up!

"That's not going to work."

Chen Ming pondered for a moment.

Eventually, his gaze fell on the giant, oh?

Thereupon.

Chen Ming covered the golden spear with his clothes, and then was pleasantly surprised to find that the edge that radiated the entire sea of consciousness dissipated, and the sea of consciousness regained peace.

It worked!!!

Chen Ming happily left the sea of consciousness.

And the half-kneeling burly giant had already been stripped naked by him, and most of his body was naked, leaving only a pair of bulging shorts.

…

Back to reality.

Chen Ming began to make cards.

Buzz –

He is very skilled at condensing the card making pen.

The golden spear has been completely covered, and as for the giant, his strength is strong and stable, and he has not leaked any breath, so it should be no problem to think about it...... Right?

Laugh at!

A stroke falls.

A sinuous pattern suddenly appeared.

Chen Ming was stunned.

Curve?

I'm drawing straight lines......

No.

Wrong.

It's not like a curve, either.

What appeared on the blank card at this moment was a line full of twists and turns, obviously just a straight line from point A to point B, and it fluctuated up and down dozens of times.

What kind of broken pattern is this?

Sin function?

Electrocardiogram?

"It shouldn't be like this."

Chen Ming was a little puzzled, "Your hands are shaking?" ”

Not right either.

The health of a college student shouldn't be so bad, right?

Not......

Again!

Chen Ming calmed down and drew again.

Brush!

A stroke falls.

Another sinuous pattern suddenly appeared.

This time, he clearly saw that in the process of finishing his straight line, the tip of the pen floated up and down more than ten times as if it was affected by some interference.

"Sure enough, I was still affected by the sea of consciousness of the murderous house."

Chen Ming's heart sank.

What is Card Issuance?

That's creation.

It is rumored that the ancients were able to rub the forbidden spell with their hands to destroy the heavens and the earth, but their bodies were overwhelmed and they died early. And now, people are just sealing that powerful spell and power in cards.

What is the texture?

The text of the card.

Each pattern corresponds to the power of mystery.

Each line represents a meticulous algorithm.

Every line should be planned neatly and clearly visible, which is what card makers should pursue, and that is the beauty of industry and creation.

But......

Chen Ming took a look, it didn't seem to be too much of a problem?

No matter how twists and turns the curve is, at least when I put the pen down, point A and point B are facing each other, and this energy pattern is also stably drawn successfully.

Since the definition of texture is a font, I guess it's a unique font.

Song is a font, you can't discriminate against me, right?

Well......

No problem.

"As long as it's not torn, it's good."

Chen Ming breathed a sigh of relief.

Thereupon.

He started drawing again.

Although this is the first time he has made a card himself, he has practiced countless times.

A laundry card, a regular cleaning card, can quickly clean clothes, a must-have for adventures. This card contains 12 strokes of energy lines, which can be completed by drawing according to the design drawings.

One stroke.

Two strokes.

Three strokes.

…

With Chen Ming's current level of card making, this card should have been captured, but because of this strange pattern, he struggled step by step.

Long.

Beads of sweat had already appeared on Chen Ming's forehead, "The last stroke......

Fall!

He clenched his right hand and fell without hesitation, completing the final closed loop of the design pattern, and the faint energy suddenly escaped.

Buzz –

The blank card condenses, flashing with a faint white shimmer.

"It's done!"

Chen Ming was delighted.

This is a standard laundry card.

Although the texture is a little ugly, although the process is a little difficult, but it finally succeeded! He, Chen Ming, has finally become a qualified card maker!

However.

That's when it happened.

Zhao Hang broke in again, "Brother Chen, Brother Chen!" I remembered that I was looking for you just now to ask if you had a laundry card...... Hey? Did you make one? ”

"Hmm."

Chen Ming nodded slightly.

"Do you want to test?"

Zhao Hang's eyes lit up.

He's got a lot of clothes to wash.

"Uh......"

Chen Ming thought about his tortuous lines, but still shook his head, "Forget it, the test card is not very stable, I'll still use those clothes that I am going to throw to test." ”

"Don't."

Zhao Hang hehe, "Don't worry, Brother Chen, I'll take care of something." ”

Laughing to death.

Just a laundry card, even if there is a problem, can you still go to heaven?

Thereupon.

He quickly brought a large basket of dirty clothes.

Chen Ming aimed at the dirty clothes in the clothes basket that could be oiled and urged the cards, only to see the cards fly out, turning into countless energy particles, submerging the clothes, and the dirty clothes were as white as new in an instant.

"Oh?"

Chen Ming's eyes lit up, he really washed it?

"Brother Chen is mighty!"

Zhao Hang excitedly picked up a piece of clothing, but it didn't feel right.

Ay?

He picked up the garment, but found that there was only a bunch of strips in his hand, and he looked at the laundry basket with a bewildered expression, and was horrified to find that all his clothes had been torn into strips of cloth!

"Chen, Brother Chen?"

Zhao Hang looked at Chen Ming with a confused expression.

"Uh......"

Chen Ming pondered for a moment and concluded: "You just said that you didn't wash it." ”