"Tsk, it's another 'Beast,' boy, I think there's something wrong with your card."

In front of Mason's tattered stall, the old wizard of Co Gandalf has "scratched" twenty mysterious cards but has never put together a set.

Each of the four sets of Beasts, Elementals, Overseers, and Entrances has a mess of cards.

The old gambler was a little unhappy and picked up a card again to inject magic into it, making its patterned card look like it was true.

He looked at Mason, who was sitting in a chair studying what he was doing, and said with a straight face:

"Tell me honestly, is there any trick in this? Or is it all a bureau? I feel like I've been fooled now."

"It's all said it's a mystic thing, and I can't control the probabilities myself."

Mason shrugged his shoulders and said:

"But you see, guest, these cards are indeed magical items, right?"

"What's the use of that!"

The old man pursed his lips and pinched the elemental card in his hand, and threw it away, and a large fireball appeared, smashed on the ground, and burst into fireworks, startling several "rat people" who were wandering nearby.

"The power is so-so, which is the level of a rudimentary fireball technique, and it's really hard to believe that such a combination of eight cards of magic can become a high-level magic item or something."

The old wizard snorted, rolled his eyes, and said:

"Why don't you give me a back door?

You should have unblocked cards there, come on, come on, and give me the few cards I lack, lest I go out and spread the word that there's another kidnapper in the bazaar."

"Whatever."

Mason also snorted, spread his hands and said:

"I'm just collecting rags, and I don't want your money, but if you really want to, it's not impossible."

He pulled out a messy handful of cards from his pocket and placed them in front of his eyes, which Mason had taken apart to play with when he had made this mysterious card before.

He's not lying, it's unpredictable.

"This thing!"

Mason stood up, took the little thing the old wizard had given him just now, rubbed it in his hand, and said:

"If you still have one, give me a few more, and I promise that even if you die of exhaustion today, I will definitely help you gather four magic accessories, and you will do what you say."

"That's what you said, young man."

The old wizard came to his senses at once, grinning and pulling out two more "small stones" and throwing them to Mason, and the young man smiled and took them in his hands.

The information tab pops up immediately:

Twelve Charms: Yin Yang Tiger

Quality: Legendary Jewelry Processing/Inscription Creation, Perfect Craftsmanship

Condition: Severely damaged

Item Effect: The Tiger Charm balances the conflicting forces in the wielder's body, and when the spell is activated, it can temporarily separate the good and evil sides of the wielder into separate entities.

Note!

The item is badly damaged and cannot be used until it is repaired.

Note!

This item is one of the "Twelve Charms", and collecting the complete twelve charms can summon the Demon Dragon Holy Lord, which will give the treasure of the Golden Rooster King to the unsealer and eat him in one bite.

Maker: Unknown

Item Description: Eat me a trick crow on a plane! Ha, Ah Fu flattened that man! ….

Hint: [Never forget] talent takes effect, and the twelve spell production drawings are being included... Estimated time to completion: 554 hours. Crafting requires the Jewel Processing Branch Skill to reach Lv7, and repairing the item requires Skill Lv4 and a Natural Mana Source.

Mason looked at the other two broken charms in his hand, the Lifebound Rat, which could give life to the dead, and the Rejuvenation Horse, which was said to heal all ailments.

Sadly, they're all broken and unpresentable.

Mason couldn't feel any energy flow in his hand, no wonder the old wizard in front of him would exchange them for rags for Mason.

But the young man didn't care, he took care of it

The three charms were put away, and he looked at the guy in front of him who had already started rummaging through the mysterious cards to put together the deck.

He hesitated for a moment, then asked in a low voice:

"May I ask you where you found these three charms?"

"From a garbage dump."

The old man said casually while "opening the blind box":

"In a post-defeated world, where people were displaced during the catastrophe, leaving only a virus-infested world waiting to die, you also want to pan for gold?

No, there is no chance.

It's over.

The Stars have seen it as worthless and blocked the way there, and I have heard that they are going to sacrifice the world to a 'Great Demon King.'

Well, that's a good idea.

There is no such thing as a great demon king, and if it is true that the end can be settled by sacrifice alone, it will be a good thing.

Hey...

I've been hit!"

The old wizard happily pulled out a fierce lion card from the cards Mason had taken out, and put it together with the seven different beast cards in his hand.

Then, under the gaze of Mason and his wide-eyed eyes, the eight beast cards quickly merged together under the resonance of their different magical powers, and with the roar of various beasts, they finally turned into a crystal clear, blue glowing card suspended in front of the old wizard.

This card doesn't look the same.

The blue dragon depicted on it is even more vivid, with dragon moans and illusions of ice crystal magic projected around it when the old wizard's finger touches it.

It's like a super cool holographic projection.

"Magic... The magic is mobilized."

The old wizard held the blue dragon card in his hand, his expression became serious, sensing the inner power of this thing, and after a few seconds, he said:

"Possessing it regulates its magical power, it can also absorb the free elements around it to replenish the caster's attrition and enhance the effect of magic, and even destroy it if necessary to summon a magical dragon's projection to aid in battle.

The card may still be a toy for high-level spellcasters, but it's certainly a high-level magic item.

It's still very delicate."

The old wizard blinked as if he had found a treasure, and he straightened up and leaned slightly over Mason, and said:

"I take back what I said, young man, you are not a liar, in fact, I am surprised by the quality of your inscriptions. I've really found a treasure tonight."

"To be honest, this is the first time I've seen a deck take shape, and I've used it as a collector card game before." ….

Mason rubbed his forehead and said:

"And it's a bit too loud..."

"That's a good thing."

The old wizard looked at the people around him who were attracted by the movement of the blue dragon card when it appeared, and he smiled and said to Mason:

"Your business is open, I won't bother, young man, I'm satisfied with this exchange tonight. I hope you will surprise me next time you come to Star Castle."

"Huh? You still have three sets of cards that you haven't collected."

Mason raised his eyebrows and said:

"Don't try again? I can make cards on the spot, it's not difficult."

"I guess, but I'm just shy."

The old wizard of Co Gandalf shrugged his shoulders, put away the blue dragon card, and said:

"It's enough to pick up this leak for nothing today, if you don't know how to stop it, you will be captured by greed, and that is a terrible result for an old man like me.

Look at the light in their eyes, young man.

Greed has been awakened, and your little mystery card will not be sold."

After saying that, the old man took a step back and quickly disappeared into the crowd, and the cards on Mason's stall were quickly sold out by the low-level members who heard the news.

Everyone's enthusiasm for this kind of small probability event with a gambling nature made Mason a little stunned for a while, and he looked even more

Many people wanted to change a few cards to play, and Mason had to put aside his alchemy attempt and start making cards with all his might.

Fortunately, it's not that hard to make.

He only needs enough magic ink and some inscription materials to make a lot, and he himself has little interest in this kind of "blind box" that bets on probability.

But it can't stand the likes of the masses.

Especially after the second Overseer deck and the third entrance deck were dealt in quick succession, the crowd around them became more and more lively.

Before, only a small number of people really wanted to pick up the leaks and get good things, and most of them just joined in the fun, but after seeing the momentum exuded by the shiny magic cards with their own eyes, many people's mentality changed.

Ignoring how difficult it is to draw eight cards of the same series in a row under a completely unknown situation, they begin to bet on their luck instead.

More than an hour later, Mason's booth was already piled up with broken items of all styles, large and small.

From tearing off half of the magic book to the broken mysterious armour, from the "magic carriage" with only two wheels left, to the bird feather that is said to be able to fly, and even several broken lightsabers have been collected.

But that's not the point.

The point is that when Mason was tidying up his stall, his eyes twitched and he saw that there were already a few thieves scurrying around the crowd next to his stall, showing the cards in their hands to those who held them.

Well, this TM has even spawned scalpers!

It wasn't until this time that Mason realized he had underestimated the Stars' desire for a harvest.

Especially these low-level members.

Team K never lacked these gadgets because they had a smooth journey and Mason, a master maker, but for the other Pioneer Squads, it was never easy to obtain power items.

The news of a stall on the edge of the bazaar that could open good things and only collect tattered stalls quickly spread throughout the Star Castle, and more and more people flocked to the place, with the result that all the inscription materials that Mason had estimated to last a long time were turned into mystery cards and bought within a few hours. ….

During the whole process, Mason's hands were about to rub out sparks, but he still couldn't satisfy the big appetite of the crowd.

"It's gone, there's no material, that's all for today!"

Mason, whose fingers were twitching, had to shout that the stall was over for the day, and he quickly put away his stall and ran away as a group of disappointed watchers.

On the way, Mason calculated, he had made at least three hundred cards in a few hours earlier, and even with the inscription technique, he had rushed to Lv3, and he didn't even notice this.

"It seems that the Darkmoon cards are selling well, but the fact that people are so obsessed with this kind of luck makes me sad about the future of the Stars."

Mason shook his head and pouted:

"That's why the cards are made completely randomly, otherwise I would have had to play a little game of probability to pull every single piece out of their pocket."

"Hey, your idea is dangerous, do you know that this kind of gambling is forbidden inside the Star Castle?"

A familiar voice rang out beside Mason.

The young man looked back and saw that it was the alchemist brothers from before.

The two of them were walking from the direction of the bazaar towards Fort Stars with a large pile of snacks, and they happened to meet Mason here.

"Yo, Edward and Alphonse, you seem to be in a good mood."

Mason reached out and said hello.

He had a good impression of the two brothers, but he didn't expect to see a real person before, looking at the two alchemist brothers in front of him, Mason couldn't help but let his mind fly.

If the Fullmetal Alchemists were all here, would you be lucky enough to meet the Giant of Light from the M87 Nebula someday?

"How the hell did you know the names of our brothers?"

Hearing Mason say their names again, the short, blond-haired young man suddenly became unhappy, and he put the snack in his arms to himself

In the arms of his brother in armor, he strode towards Mason.

Then she raised her head and glared at him.

Well, this height difference is really desperate...

"The two of us have been incognito since we entered the Stars Society, our world is long gone, and as far as I know, the guys who escaped never used their real names."

Edward Elric crossed his arms and said:

"So don't tell me you heard it from other people, how can you be a C-class rookie to find someone who knows us? It's simply impossible."

"Oh, I did hear it from other people."

Mason tilted his head and whispered:

"It was a big man with quite a background, and he told me that there were two brothers in the Society of Stars who were good at alchemy, and they roamed the worlds to collect all kinds of interesting things.

Well, don't tease you anymore.

My squad is a direct team of Mr. Hunter, so..."

"Hey, it's a 'hound,' Disgusting!"

Edward snorted, as if he had lost all interest in talking to Mason, and with a look of disgust and his brother planning to leave.

"You say I'm a 'hound,'"

Mason's eyes narrowed at the sight of the word, a term used by Mr. Hunter to describe those who would die for the stars, and the brothers in front of them seemed to know it. ….

He stepped forward, blocked Edward's way out, and asked:

"Who are you to say that about me? Two B-class personnel, you can be promoted to this position, and those murders and arsons must have done a lot of things, right?"

"My brother and I never got involved in those bad things!"

This time it was the armor brother Alphons, a ghost-like alchemist with a good personality, who held a pile of food and emphasized to Mason in a very indifferent tone:

"Our B-Class status is earned through bounties for doing peace matters, which is why both of us have been wandering the worlds.

We didn't form a squad and never intended to join you.

Our hands are clean, unlike you troublemakers, who walk through the world, leaving in ruins.

Get out of the way!

Otherwise, I'll do it."

"It turns out that there are still 'pacifists' like you in the Stars Society, and it seems that my understanding of this organization is indeed a little shallow."

Mason rubbed his forehead, ignoring Alphonse's displeasure, he looked at Edward and said:

"Interested in talking? Think of it as an industry exchange between alchemists?"

"Not interested!"

The blonde alchemist flickered his fist, and the red light was already shining on his metal fist.

The short alchemist, who was not very good-tempered, said coldly:

"Get out of the way! One last warning."

"I'll give you gifts."

Mason blinked, but the two brothers were unmoved, pushing him away and turning towards the Castle of the Stars, but they stopped after taking two steps.

The two brothers looked back together as if they sensed something strange and tied to their hearts.

Behind them, a blood-red hedron shard the size of a little thumb danced between Mason's fingers, its psychedelic light that lit up Edward Elric's eyes.

"The Philosopher's Stone..."

The armor brother beside the short alchemist was just indifferent before, this would be the anger of the departure, and in the sound of the armor crashing, he scolded:

"You bastard! Such a big piece of philosopher's stone, how many people have you killed for it! You hellish hound! If it's not here..."

"Hey, don't spew blood! I'm an alchemist who pays attention to tradition, and I don't do those evil ways that the human body refines. And what if I say that no one died when this thing was made?"

Mason will be in his hands like magic

Pieces of the Philosopher's Stone are hidden in their bags.

He spread out his hands and said to the two brothers:

"I know how your world makes the Philosopher's Stone, but believe me it's just a pathetic evil way, and I have the method of refining the Philosopher's Stone with orthodox alchemy.

I'd love to share it with you guys.

Of course, you have to give me something that interests me.

If you'd like to talk, we can find a quieter place to talk."

Mason paused, reached out and pressed the hat on top of his head down, then said in an accentuated tone:

"Plus, I'm not a hound! Nor will you be a hound, so don't call me that, friend, that will make me feel like you're in... Shame me.".

Handsome dog Frank