Template card.

 

It is a type of card created using a blank card with "template material" as the core, using various skill cards, equipment cards, and material cards as materials.

 

When used, the card craftsman only needs to communicate with the card using mental power, and can quickly transform into the pre-designed appearance and exhibit the skill characteristics of the character's background.

 

In simple terms, it's like role-playing.

 

Or, cosplay.

 

For example, someone uses the story of "Naruto" as the character background, and uses cards such as "Rasengan," "Nine-Tails," "Shadow Clone," and "Sage Mode" as materials to create a card named "Uzumaki Naruto" on the "template material" card.

 

Then, they can quickly transform into a golden-haired, fox-faced appearance, and exhibit abilities like "Rasengan" and "Shadow Clone."

 

The better the performance, the higher the compatibility, and the more proficient the mastery of abilities, resulting in better combat effectiveness.

 

When he first arrived, Chronicle had heard of this type of card.

 

In fact, the inspiration for his "god-playing" method came from this type of card.

 

However, there are many differences between the two.

 

For example, according to the design, his "god-playing" method can only be used within the domain.

 

Just like actors can only be "Cao Cao," "Sun Wukong," "Lin Daiyu," and other characters in the play, in real life, they are themselves.

 

Template cards are different, they are not limited to a specific location.

 

The method of use is more like the suits, "armor," and "battle clothes" in a tokusatsu drama.

 

At a critical moment, just strike a pose, shout "Armor Fusion," and you can transform directly.

 

Convenient and quick.

 

But this does not mean that the latter is stronger than the former.

 

As the most typical chicken rib card type in the eyes of civilian card craftsmen, template cards have many restrictions.

 

Just like Zhao Tianyang said, a card craftsman must reach the Silver level of mental power to create a blue-quality template card.

 

By this time, their main battle card had already reached a higher level of purple quality.

 

In simple terms, if you choose template cards as the main way to enhance your own strength, you will always lag behind your own card spirit.

 

Unless the mental power reaches the realm of "myth" that has been lost for a long time.

 

Then it's even more impossible.

 

"Flesh is weak."

 

Chronicle said with a hint of emotion.

 

He actually understood why card craftsmen needed to reach the Silver level of mental power to create blue-quality template cards.

 

—This is actually the card and the world rules being compatible with the card craftsman.

 

After all, compared to the card spirits that have the world's original power and are made of materials, card craftsmen who specialize in mental power are indeed inferior in terms of physical strength.

 

Forcing themselves to bear the power of the card is easy to disperse like fireworks.

 

But this restriction does not exist in his "god-playing" domain card.

 

Because of the "home field advantage," his physical quality will also be enhanced by the domain, allowing him to exert stronger power, at least not dragging down Seven Brothers and Eight Brothers.

 

"And…"

 

"Although it is difficult to create domain cards, I already have a specific idea."

 

"When 'leading actor' General 'Sacrifice' and the 'Tiger Head Scissors' for clearing the way are completed, I will go buy some performance-type summoning materials to play other gods, and combine them with the 'North Yin Opera House' to create domain cards."

 

"Template cards are different."

 

"Unlike blank cards that fall like dandruff from the sky at the drop of a hat."

 

"The essential 'template material' that is indispensable for creating template cards is, in essence, a 'blank card,' but its rarity even exceeds that of 'God Fragment' with a concentration of less than five percent."

 

"But God Fragments can still produce a very powerful card, while it can only be used to create 'chicken rib cards' that lag behind the main battle card."

 

"In terms of cost-effectiveness, the difference is clear."

 

"But…"

 

Chronicle thought to himself, stroking his chin, "If I can really get the first place, such a valuable thing, I can't let it go to waste."

 

"Hey, what are you thinking, you're so absorbed." Zhao Tianyang said with a smile, "It's time to set off."

 

"Yeah, okay."

 

Upon hearing this, Chronicle quickly followed the young soldiers of Zhenyuan Army and climbed onto the vehicle.

 

"Did you set up a special anchor point on your own?"

 

After getting on the car, someone asked in a low voice.

 

"Yeah." Chronicle said unabashedly, "There's no internet in the secret realm, so I'll report it when I get out."

 

"Then you should be able to reach the Gold level before the college entrance examination."

 

The young soldier who had chatted with Chronicle before looked envious, "Reaching the Silver level before the college entrance examination is already a top student in the city. It's different at the Gold level, guaranteed to be in the top ten in the province, and with good luck, you can even compete for the second and first place."

 

"In the previous session, there was a guy named Du Hongchen, who was said to have a strong background. He entered the secret realm twice in a row, and the anchor scene he bound was also different from ours."

 

He looked around and then leaned in to Chronicle, whispering, "The anchor point he set… it's said to have living people!"

 

"Living people?"

 

Chronicle, who had been somewhat absent-minded, was suddenly intrigued, "Isn't the Great Scene only controlled by bronze and silver-level card craftsmen, who can provide feedback for such a powerful existence like the mountain-splitting and sea-sweeping demon?"

 

"You don't know about this." The young soldier chuckled.

 

Being able to explain to a genius of this level, he naturally felt good, so he patiently said, "There are ordinary people in the Great Scene world, and there are quite a few of them!"

 

"Ah?"

 

Although he had expected it, Chronicle's heart still couldn't help but be filled with a complex mix of surprise and excitement.

 

But then he thought that the person in front of him was just a young soldier from Zhenyuan Army with limited information, so what he said might not be true. He calmed down and looked at the other person with a curious expression.

 

The young soldier's vanity was satisfied, so he pretended to be profound and smiled, then said, "Do you know the nickname of our Land of Peach?"

 

"Ghost City?" Chronicle replied without thinking.

 

"What about the dirty stuff?"

 

"People…" Chronicle subconsciously answered, then paused."Right, everything has its origins. Those evil spirits and demons didn't just appear out of thin air."

 

He smiled and then said with a slightly serious tone:

 

"When we were training before, Chairman Xie mentioned that the demon people refer to ordinary people in Dajing as insects, and often use them as nourishment to refine extremely cruel things."

 

"Or they use secret methods to transform them into evil spirits, as meat shields and vanguards for Dajing's invasion of Blue Star."

 

"But…" He paused, imitating Xie Wenyuan's tone, and said, "Have insects ever been exterminated?"

 

"The time since the birth of humanity is counted in millions of years. Setting aside those lost histories, in these few hundred years, we have tried various ways to exterminate pests."

 

"But…" he said, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a small ceramic jar, then opening a crack with his hand, and the jar instantly filled with the clear chirping of insects.

 

It was a grasshopper.

 

"Even to this day, they still roam the world, and their numbers are not fewer than before the appearance of humanity."

 

"And the gap between them and us is much greater than that between the demon people of Dajing and ordinary people."

 

"If even they can survive, how could ordinary people in Dajing be exterminated?"

 

Hearing this, Chronicle looked at the grasshopper singing loudly and struggling to climb out of the jar.

 

It seemed to have been kept for a long time and was not just a little wilted, slipping down every time it climbed halfway.

 

"It's true that they haven't been exterminated, but if people catch them, it won't end well," Chronicle said softly.

 

"Right," the young warrior shrugged, then threw the grasshopper out of the car and quickly grabbed a rare species that was crawling in the crack of the jar, "Let's not talk about these philosophical matters."

 

"Anyway, there are ordinary people in the world of Dajing, and to a large extent, they are also a resource we can use."

 

"The Du Hongchen I just mentioned found two villages where ordinary people in Dajing gathered with the help of his family."

 

"And then, using the villagers' ignorance, he introduced his own background story, often 'manifesting holiness'."

 

"The villagers who received small favors from him began to worship him as a deity, offering continuous sacrifices day and night, and praying endlessly."

 

"The feedback obtained from this is much stronger than simply 'raising animals' or 'manipulating plants'."

 

"So Du Hongchen took advantage of this and successfully advanced to the Gold level two weeks before the college entrance examination, leaping from a second-rate genius with only a top three ranking in the city to the second place in the province."

 

He said, clicking his tongue, "Natural talent is better than hard work."

 

Chronicle smiled softly, neither agreeing nor disagreeing, but his eyes shone even brighter.

 

"Spreading faith…" he thought to himself, tapping lightly on the steel plate on the car.

 

There are ordinary people in Dajing, knowing this makes things easier in the future.

 

"Using the village as an anchor point, taking advantage of the inconvenience of information in a semi-ancient background to harvest faith and rapidly increase spiritual power, it sounds pretty good."

 

"But humans have always been the most restless creatures. There's an old saying: the human heart is fickle."

 

"The Dajing world I have encountered so far is very much like a fictional ancient version of Blue Star."

 

"And according to the simple concept of ancient China…"

 

"In our Jiuzhou, we don't raise idle gods."

 

"The anchor point established in this way, to put it bluntly, is somewhat accurate, but it is also very easy to be broken through."

 

"At least in terms of security and stability, it is not as reliable as the 'Duoruoshan Ghost Temple'."

 

"But…" Chronicle thought to himself, propping up his face, "The feedback effect is really tempting."

 

Just looking at the people around him, this Du Hongchen's talent is probably on par with Yoyou and Baitian, and may not even be inferior to Ziliang.

 

"And Ziliang only broke through after three months following the college entrance examination, while Du Hongchen, with slightly less talent than Ziliang, broke through three and a half months in advance."

 

"Such a gap, in the circle of top students with similar levels of ability, is terrifying."

 

"If I don't want to fall behind, I definitely have to take advantage of this kind of faith-based feedback."

 

"Well…" Chronicle thought to himself, flipping his right hand to reveal two newly acquired material shadows:

 

[Emerald Nine-Section Bone Bamboo], [One-Legged Yellow Goat Old Dao]…

 

[Nine-Segment Staff], [General Tian Gong – Zhang Jiao]…

 

"When it comes to gathering people's hearts through faith, Zhang Jiao is second to none, and probably no one dares to claim the first place."

 

"Although there have been people who have used similar methods to achieve a 'critical hit', in terms of fame, there is still a big difference."

 

"Simply put, Zhang Jiao is the founding master of this method, and his methods are already very mature."

 

"I can also make up for any individual shortcomings with a modern perspective."

 

"Then can I…imitate his way and harvest a wave of faith?"

 

"If according to the official history, he was just an ordinary person, only knowing a bit of medical skills, and yet he was able to make such a big impact."

 

"And around me, there's Seven Brothers and Eight Brothers responsible for catching ghosts, General Zeng dealing with bosses, Yingtai slaying evil spirits, Mountain Ghost creating miracles, and Aofu water…even Brother Zongzi, an old salted fish, can pretend to be a monster crashing into the village, be defeated by his own people, pretend to be burned, and gain the trust of the people."

 

"There's no reason why I can't do what he did."

 

As his thoughts gradually expanded, Chronicle's eyes shone brighter, and a smile that was not quite right appeared on his lips.

 

Of course, these were just his initial thoughts.

 

After all, Dajing is a world with transcendent powers, and even ordinary people won't be easy to handle compared to the people of another world in the Eastern Han Dynasty.

 

It's better to plan for the long term.

 

"Template card…" Looking at the two material shadows in his hand, he suddenly had the idea of striving to win the first place, obtaining template materials, and making a [Zhang Jiao] template card.

 

For such a big task as harvesting faith, he couldn't rely on low-level card spirits with average spirituality, he had to do it himself.

 

And to be honest, he was very interested in this kind of thing.

 

He has always been very clear-headed, knowing that people should not simply strive to become stronger just for the sake of it.To find joy in it, that's truly a good thing.

 

"Having barely made it through a transmigration, being poor is one thing, but if I can't even have some fun, I might as well have stayed put."

 

Chronicle mused to himself, leaning against the steel railing, closing his eyes for a brief rest, his lips moving slightly as if murmuring an incantation:

 

"With my true qi, I merge with the creation of heaven and earth."

 

"Heaven has perished, the Yellow Heaven shall rise, in the year of Jiazi, all under heaven shall prosper, may the Thunder God aid me."

 

And with that, he fell into a deep sleep, leaving only Wei Ya and the little mountain ghost in the carriage, looking at each other.

 

"Hmm-hmm~"

 

The little mountain ghost hummed a tune, contentedly leaning against Chronicle, nibbling on the jerky she made herself, resembling some adorable small rodent.

 

Wei Ya, on the other hand, curled her lip, swiftly pulled out a cellphone from her voluminous scholar's robe, expertly put on headphones, and held the screen with six fingers while the remaining four flew over it.

 

Just like that, the transport vehicle slowly set off.

 

About an hour later, it stopped at the entrance to a secret realm.

 

"Teacher, what brings you here?"

 

Seeing a familiar figure standing by the road, a groggy Chronicle couldn't help but speak up.

 

"The principal sent me to pick you up." Wei Ya rubbed her dark circles, speaking listlessly: "You're doing quite well for yourself, kid. Even need a driver when you return to school."

 

Chronicle didn't respond, just smiled softly.

 

Then he led Wei Ya and the little mountain ghost onto her flying boat.

 

He hadn't noticed before, but now he saw that a flying vehicle of this size must cost an astronomical sum.

 

"With so many rich people around, why can't they take me along?"

 

Chronicle couldn't help but sigh softly, sitting on the deck of the flying boat, enjoying the morning breeze.