How did fantasy cards end up here?

No, it should be said that why are there still fantasy cards handed down? These things are extremely precious things, and no one will leave these cards as if they were garbage. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

And these cards are some extremely cherished cards, which can greatly improve combat effectiveness, and no one should use them?

In other words, although the uncle has these cards, he does not know the effects and abilities of the cards, and may not even know their usefulness at all? Otherwise, these cards would not be placed so casually.

After the apocalypse, after killing those who came to the world, they had the opportunity to drop this kind of card, which itself contained some of the abilities or weapons and belongings of the advent, which was also one of the important things that people relied on after the apocalypse.

It is thanks to these fantasy cards that humanity has been able to survive, after all, the cutting-edge technology of mankind is really vulnerable to the top descenders such as gods and demons, not to mention the intrigue between human beings.

I think that at the beginning, Wang Ling killed the newly arrived Emiya Shirou by chance, obtained the ability of projection, and met a powerful team of inheritors later, so he survived without danger.

However, the projection is not as powerful as imagined, and Wang Ling can't even analyze the cadre Mo Ye completely at this stage, let alone other treasures, although the projection itself comes with countless treasure equipment construction diagrams.

Those ability-based fantasy cards contain great danger when used, and ordinary people can successfully obtain less than one percent of the power in the card, and some particularly powerful abilities are as low as one thousandth or even one ten-thousandth or lower.

What is this concept?

Out of a hundred, there is only one person who can accept the power of the card at most, and maybe even less. If it weren't for survival, Wang Ling wouldn't have used that projected card.

Looking at the silver-white dragon depicted on the front of one of the cards, Wang Ling not only fell into deep thought, but also asked after a while.

"Uncle, where did you get these cards?"

After glancing at these fantasy cards, the middle-aged uncle's eyes suddenly became confused, as if he remembered something, and after a long time, he said quietly: "Oh, these cards were all obtained by the ancestors before, and since they are useless, they are also kept at home." It's just a pile of useless waste paper for us, take it if you want! ”

"I don't know how many of these cards filled the room, but most of them were lost, and only a few remained. If it hadn't happened to that incident at the beginning, how would we have ・・・・・・" The middle-aged uncle then handed the fantasy card to Wang Ling, and his tone suddenly became emotional.

These cards are all high-level goods before the crossing, and some cards are even more unattainable existence for those in power, and you actually say that it is useless? How much NB did you have? Could it be that your family is still in the middle of the legendary family?

If you think about it carefully, in 30,000 years, it is very likely that something will fall in the family road, after all, this kind of thing is a common thing in **** history.

Hearing the middle-aged uncle say this, Wang Ling was speechless, Wang Ling was not ignorant of the fantasy card, and the precious Wang Ling of the fantasy card was clear.

You must know that Wang Ling has been mixing in the apocalypse for several years, and he only got two fantasy cards, of which only one projection is useful, and the other is basically useless in the ability to identify antiques, who cares about those antiques in the apocalypse?

"Since you said so, uncle, then I'm welcome!" Wang Ling said happily, and then took a few cards from the cards on the table, "These cards should be regarded as a reward for the quenching grass, and I will say hello to the uncle in advance in the future." ”

"But is that really enough? Little brother, you can take a few more cards and go, after all, I don't need these cards, and I can put them here! Seeing that Wang Ling took a few cards, the uncle couldn't help but be anxious, and opened his mouth again and again to persuade him.

It's me who earns it, and the value of these cards can't be measured by some quenching grass, not to mention anything else, this fantasy card alone is not comparable to quenching grass.

Glancing at the few cards in his hand, Wang Ling smiled happily, although there were still many questions about the identity of the uncle.

Two intermediate cards, three advanced cards, one red card, and three fantasy cards, this is all Wang Ling's harvest at the moment.

"Xingchen Jade Pendant, Teleportation Scroll, Golden Crow Coat, Chiyang Dan, Puppet Man and Fantian Seal (Pseudo), and then these three fantasy cards, this time it is decisively profitable, I didn't expect to meet such a local tyrant!" Looking at these cards, Wang Ling's mood needless to say.

After handing the quenching grass to the middle-aged uncle, Wang Ling said goodbye to the middle-aged uncle and went back to the camp.

Although the middle-aged uncle kept him repeatedly, Wang Ling still insisted on leaving here, and many of them were a warning to the middle-aged uncle.

After all, there are too many strange things about the middle-aged uncle, and being cautious is the best policy.

"But then again, what is the origin of the middle-aged uncle? Such a generous shot? But why would such a person not even have some primary vitality cards? It's not a problem to sell some of those cards casually and are worth millions, or is there something unspeakable about the uncle? ”

Just as Wang Ling was walking and bowing his head in contemplation, a large net suddenly fell towards Wang Ling above, and then several voices came back to him.

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After Wang Ling left, the middle-aged uncle's house.

"Uncle Wang, does the quenching grass really have such a miraculous effect? And anyway, this business is a big loss! It was a heroic girl who spoke, and she was angry at the moment, and seemed to be not satisfied with the deal just now.

The middle-aged uncle smiled mysteriously: "Although the quenching grass is called quenching grass, the effect is not just as simple as quenching the body, why do you think those people have such strong strength at such a young age?" Among them, the quenching grass is indispensable! It is also the remoteness of this place that we are so ignorant of goods, and if we put it in those big camps, we may not be able to buy it even if we are bankrupt. ”

"Is the real thing really that amazing?" Even though the middle-aged uncle explained repeatedly, the girl was still skeptical.

"Of course!" The middle-aged uncle said, "Even when the ancestors were still there, not everyone in the family was qualified to use these things. In short, Miss you can use it with confidence, and Miss will naturally know the specific effect in the future. ”

If Wang Ling knew what the middle-aged uncle said, he didn't know how he would feel in his heart.