Chapter 145 – The Wonderful Use of Firecrackers


Two days later.

 

Midnight, twelve o'clock.

 

Stars twinkled, and insects filled the mountains.

 

Led by the staff, Chronicle and others entered a triangular-shaped battle card field.

 

It was very spacious here.

 

Looking into the distance, Chronicle felt that the area was at least the size of a dozen football fields.

 

"Three days have passed, and I believe that all the students have definitely created usable vehicle cards."

 

"Now, let's start the inspection. Once confirmed, we will begin the competition."

 

After speaking, the bald referee, who was like a mobile light bulb, turned into a wisp of black smoke and swiftly flew past the crowd.

 

He quickly confirmed whether the cards held by everyone were vehicle cards made from the creatures born in the Qingshan hunting ground.

 

Once confirmed, he floated back to his original position.

 

With a twist of his body, he returned to his original form, quite eerie.

 

"Well, all of you students are truly the outstanding young talents of Qingshan. A total of sixty-four people have created decent vehicle cards in these three days."

 

"Although the quality of some cards is slightly low, the teacher believes that you have definitely attached various amazing skills and characteristics to them with your own intelligence, and you will achieve excellent results in this first official match."

 

Although this bald referee in black clothes exuded a fierce bandit-like aura, he spoke in a very friendly manner, with a somewhat unsettling gentle smile on his lips.

 

His soft tone always made Chronicle unconsciously think of a cult group.

 

"Alright, enough talk, the competition is about to begin."

 

"As written on the big screen, in this competition, only items within the specified specifications are allowed. Enhancement potions, special skill cards, and the like can be put away."

 

"In addition, this competition supports the acceleration of 'bonds'."

 

In other words, you can place the card spirits that can interact with the vehicle cards in the inner circle to assist in acceleration.

 

"Alright, that's all I have to say. Students, according to the order on the list, find your positions. The competition will start in three minutes and will end after completing five laps."

 

As soon as the referee's words fell, everyone immediately dispersed and activated the vehicle cards in their hands.

 

For a moment, there were various monsters, such as the white-blooded, blood-streaked ghost tiger, the sinister-eyed, three-horned three-colored deer, the halo-surrounded, floating yellow-spot worm, and the terrifying, crawling ape…

 

All kinds of monsters were in abundance.

 

Obviously, not only the Land of Peach but the entire Qingshan province had an extremely strong eerie attribute.

 

Looking at the majestic and domineering single-horned lion dog in front of him, Chronicle suddenly realized that he was just a bit eerie compared to the people around him.

 

Most of the time, he was completely normal.

 

"Year…"

 

He patted the big dog in front of him and suddenly realized that something was wrong, so he immediately changed his words: "Xī, I might make you suffer later. But don't worry, after the competition, Dad will definitely compensate and reward you."

 

Seeing the big beast's "adorable" look of confusion, Chronicle felt a rare sense of reluctance in his heart. He lowered his head and glanced at his right hand, which had only one finger extended, and then extended the other four fingers as well:

 

"Five boxes of Silver Gongwang ham sausages!"

 

As soon as these words were spoken, the beast immediately stopped scratching the bell on its neck with its broad front paws, and its two lantern-like eyes burst into light.

 

With its limited intelligence, it only understood the three words "ham sausage" besides the basic vehicle vocabulary that Chronicle had instilled in it over the past two days.

 

In its limited understanding, that was the best food in the world.

 

It was worth everything!

 

"Good, very spirited!"

 

Seeing this guy's spirited appearance, Chronicle felt "guilty" and went around to its back, tied a half-human-high string of firecrackers to its furry tail with a hemp rope.

 

At the same time, he summoned the sword-wielding English platform and made a gesture to the little girl to indicate that she should transform into her red and white form as soon as the competition began.

 

Then he took out Seven Brothers' fishing line from his bag, tied it to the ham sausage, and fastened it to the beast's horn.

 

With that, everything was ready.

 

As the bell rang, Chronicle rode the beast, which was constantly shaking its head and trying hard to bite the ham sausage in front of it, onto the 16th race track.

 

"Old Ji, your mount… is quite cute…"

 

On the 17th race track, Li Baitian looked up at the silly-looking beast and said to Chronicle.

 

"It's alright." Chronicle nodded and casually said, "Good luck in the race."

 

A few seconds later, the referee's starting gun erupted in smoke and flames.

 

Chronicle patted the broad back of the beast, and it charged forward like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, rushing forward with its mouth wide open.

 

It wasn't until a distance had been covered that the explosion finally came.

 

Under the huge wind pressure generated by this sprint, the world-shaking beast named "Year" flaunted its fur and ran freely.

 

As a transcendent creature in the form of a lion dog, it was as large as a truck and contained boundless divine power. When it ran, it was much cooler than the wind speed dog on the neighboring "Pokemon" set.

 

It just looked a bit silly as it grinned and kept reaching out to grab the ham sausage.

 

"Xī, speed up!"

 

Looking left and right, the girl riding the three-headed ghost wolf and the young man riding the human-faced bald vulture were only half a lap away from catching up to him.

 

Chronicle seized the opportunity and snapped his fingers. The whip tied to the beast's tail instantly burst into flames and began crackling.

 

The beast was startled by the sound, turned its head to look at its furry tail, and widened its eyes, rushing forward in fear and panic.Meanwhile, standing within the inner circle, Ying Tai twisted her waist and instantly transformed into the image of a bride in funeral attire, her makeup a chilling blend of red and white.

 

Then, bolstered by the two powerful skills "Ghostly Wedding Dance" and "Butterfly Lovers," she dashed towards the direction of the Nian Beast like a spectral apparition.

 

The pitiful, helpless, and chubby dog noticed this scene and ran even harder, its mouth wide open, tongue flapping in the wind.

 

And because its tail was adorned with firecrackers, the frightened creature almost skimmed the ground as it ran, terrified of being blown up.

 

Yet even in such a state of panic, it didn't forget to stretch its head to bite at the sausage.

 

Finally, with its persistent effort, the fishing line came loose, and the tiny sausage slipped into its mouth, strand by strand.

 

The big dog with white fur and a single horn had its eyes light up in delight, forgetting all about the red clothes and firecrackers, its two natural nemeses.

 

Its mind instantly recalled Chronicle's promise of "five" sausages, and with feet flying, it moved almost as if teleporting, pulling ahead of the second and third place by a full lap in the blink of an eye.

 

On its back, Chronicle's face turned pale, his hands tightly clutching the Nian Beast's fur, feeling as if all his organs were in flight.

 

For the first time since his arrival in this world, he revisited the sensation of being flung by a dump truck.

 

"Slow… slow down, damn it."

 

Chronicle barely suppressed the urge to vomit, patting the Nian Beast's head with his hand.

 

The majestic lion-dog immediately sharpened its gaze, thinking that its performance still wasn't worthy of those "five" sausages.

 

Thus, it ran for dear life, its not-so-bright eyes bulging, and in the end, it secured first place with an absolute advantage of two and a half laps over the others.

 

A twenty-kilometer "fuel consumption" for just a Card Craftsman.

 

The little author seals this with a stamp, wishing you and your family:

 

A happy New Year, and all the best!

 

Safety, smooth sailing, and may all go well!

 

In the new year, let's all take good care.

 

May every member of the "Mythical Card Deck" family be healthy, successful, safe, and joyful, and may your wealth grow daily!


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