God Card

"Make enough energy cards first, sell a small part, use most of them, and use the money from the sales to buy more white cards for production, so as to improve my personal strength as soon as possible. It is not a last resort, There is no need to risk landing on the dark web to sell knowledge and technology through black channels.”

After Tang Jian bought Yang Mao's scrap card, he thought to himself.

After school, he bought a batch of white cards and five bottles of energy ink directly at the card shop around the school.

After carefully checking the one-star white card, Tang Jian counted the money and handed it to the store owner after confirming that it was not a refurbished second-hand product.

Some unscrupulous merchants will wash the waste cards that failed to make with dilute energy water, and then take them out and sell them as new cards.

If you don't pay attention, you may be cheated.

"Bitch, yes, do you have money? You even bought a batch of white cards directly. It seems that you are also going to fight for your fortune?"

A young man with a strong body came over and patted Tang Jian, gave a thumbs up and smiled.

Tang Jian glanced at him, and vaguely remembered who this person was. The other person's name was Xie Dong, and his ability was not low. He remembered that this person had entered the final training rocket class in his last life.

However, this guy often gets mixed up with some idle social youths outside the school, so most of the well-behaved students in the school are still a little afraid of this guy.

Tang Jian nodded and said in a low-key manner, "I know that the school is about to prepare for a sprint class, so I want to make a sprint."

Xie Dong smiled when he heard this, and glanced at the stack of cards in his hand, "Come on. I like you."

With that said, Xie Dong picked up the bag and walked out of the shop, "Let's go first."

Tang Jian looked at Xie Dong's leaving back, shook his head, packed all the cards, and walked to his father who was waiting on the street in a battery car.

"Did you see that kid? I'm in the class next door. Just now he bought a whole batch of white cards and five bottles of energy ink. You guys will keep an eye on him tomorrow. After one vote, we'll get 37 points, and you 7 points. "

In the shadow of an alley corner on the other side of the school, Xie Dong and three or two social youths gathered together, took a cigarette handed over by the other party and lit it, and then pointed to Tang Jiandao who had just got on the battery car in the distance.

Remembering Tang Jian's appearance, the three social youths nodded slightly. One of them permed his hair and said, "Then you will do it at dinner time tomorrow. Follow him and contact us at any time."

"That's good." Xie Dong smiled coldly, and looked at Tang Jian who had left in the distance with a playful look.

In his eyes, Tang Jian is already the meat on the chopping board, as long as the time is right tomorrow, this meat can be put into the pot.

"Son, since you bought a batch of white cards, you should practice hard. I think you also have a talent for making cards. You can teach me after you learn it. If you are short of money or materials, then tell me."

On the way home, Tang Lin looked at Tang Jian who was sitting silently behind him through the left and right mirrors. He thought he was under a lot of pressure, and encouraged him with a smile.

Tang Jian's heart warmed slightly, and he grinned and said, "This batch is enough now, and when I make enough energy cards, I can also subsidize your household."

Hearing this, Tang Lin smiled and said nothing.

How could the energy card be so easy to make?

Even for the most common white board one-star energy card, a novice like Tang Jian has no experience and the card power in his body is weak. It is not bad if he can successfully make two or three cards from a batch of cards.

A batch of cards, including the ink materials, is worth 2,250 yuan. It costs more than 300 yuan to make three whiteboards and one-star energy cards. It is absolutely stable and not profitable. How to subsidize the family?

Although Tang Lin also had some expectations for Tang Jian, to be honest, even as a father, he didn't have high expectations.

Tang Jian basically guessed that his father didn't have any expectations, but what he was thinking at this time was not this, but Xie Dong who seemed to have no intention of striking up a conversation with him just now.

Although Xie Dong is not in the same class as him, he has always had the impression that he often gets mixed up with social idlers outside the school.

In the previous life, although the other party later squeezed into the 60-day rocket class, but on the eve of the college entrance examination, a scandal broke out about the other party, saying that he united with some social youths to blackmail his classmates and alumni in the school.

In the last time, the police station was almost attracted, but it seemed that the high-level school officials came forward to solve the big and small problems afterwards.

However, some of the impact caused at that time was great, and many students in the same school knew it.

So that after everyone left the society, when Xie Dong was mentioned, many students would have some contempt.

Tang Jian didn't think of this incident until now, and he couldn't help feeling a little vigilant in his heart.

He just bought more than 2,000 yuan of materials in the card shop, which is already a huge amount of money for high school students like them.

If Xie Dong had his eye on him, he would most likely be targeted for blackmail.

Although it may be suspicious to look at a person like this without evidence, Tang Jian still secretly kept his mind on it.

Back home, I ate dinner made by my mother.

Tang Jian couldn't wait to go upstairs with a pack of materials.

He vaguely heard a slight knock on the door of his sister Tang Yue's room.

Tang Jian didn't care about it either, and took out the sketching brush from the room. He came to the table in the small hall, turned on the lamp, and began to grind and prepare the energy potion to prepare the card.

As a three-star card master in the past, he didn't even bother to take a look at cards of the level of the whiteboard one-star energy card.

But now that he was reborn and made these low-level cards, he was still very excited.

Tang Jian laments the impermanence of the world.

After the energy ink slowly calmed down in the inkstone, he also took out a stack of white-quality whiteboard cards from his backpack.

These cards, each about 0.3mm thick, 6cm long, and 4cm wide, are all used to make one-star white quality cards.

There are many white-quality one-star cards, among which energy cards are the most in demand, followed by communication cards, lighting cards, and so on.

These low-level cards are actually industrialized, and can be mass-produced by machines, so they are not very precious.

Many similar cards made by ordinary card players are not even easy to sell.

Because if the card making process is not exquisite, the cards produced by hand will not have the high performance of machines.

Ordinary white-quality one-star energy cards contain 100 energy points, and most of the machines produced meet this standard.

However, if cards with poor craftsmanship are used to make them, the energy cards that may be produced may only have about 80 to 90 energy, and the performance is a bit worse.

Tang Jian was a three-star card maker in his previous life. He was able to make these low-level cards with ease, and they would naturally achieve the best performance.

He picked up the sketching brush, held his breath and concentrated, and quickly drew on a white card.

A minute or so.

A white quality one-star energy card was produced, and the not-so-complicated lines and patterns solidified suddenly on the card, and then, a faint energy fluctuation emanated from it.

Tang Jian let out a breath. At this moment, there were many fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and he felt a little tired.

This time, a card was produced in one go, but it also consumes a lot of card energy.

He estimated that it consumed more than 25 units of card energy.

"The energy in the energy card has not been directly absorbed this time. I should have consumed 25 points of energy. If I absorb this energy card now, will it be the same as yesterday?"

Tang Jian concentrated his consciousness, and felt that his eyes began to glow red, and a data panel appeared in front of him.