Even though they were both mythological cards and of the same quality and star level, there was still an insurmountable gap between it and Seven Brothers.
Perhaps it was its true name, or perhaps it was something inexplicable.
This gap seemed to only narrow down when it broke through the Flying Zombie state, was given a true name, and awakened its innate divine power.
For now, it was still the little brother in the Chronicle team.
"Roar!"
Thinking of this, Zongzi Brother couldn't help but let out a roar at the moon.
Even though it had advanced to a higher level, it still hadn't improved its status.
This made it filled with anger and frustration.
From a distance, Chronicle could feel a substantial resentment emanating from it.
"Why am I always the weakest despite my efforts?!"
Vague words came back through its sea of consciousness, almost making Chronicle spit out blood.
"What efforts? Is there anyone better at slacking off than you?"
But thinking about how resentment was a good supplement for zombies, he kept these words to himself, reluctantly saying through the sea of consciousness, "You have indeed worked hard, but sometimes, the gap in talent cannot be compensated for by effort alone…"
"You have to rely on cheats."
Before Chronicle could say these four words, Zongzi Brother shook its white fur and acted as if it didn't hear, then slapped the skull of the Corpse Demon King with a single palm.
With its monstrous strength, combined with the dense corpse energy and Yin energy, in just an instant, the oppressive Corpse Demon King turned into minced meat and springs.
Without even looking at it, Zongzi Brother turned and walked away, while the massive amount of Yin energy accumulated in the Corpse Demon King turned into a loyal dog, chasing after it and pouring into its body.
Feeling the surging power within its body, it couldn't help but clench its fist.
It had gained a lot tonight.
But when it saw Seven Brothers, who was smiling and guarding Chronicle, its little sense of superiority instantly disappeared.
"I still need to work harder."
Through the sea of consciousness, it conveyed a similar emotion to Chronicle.
"Heh."
Chronicle couldn't help but chuckle.
As a Card Craftsman, how could he not see the little scheming in Zongzi Brother's heart?
—It was dissatisfied with the current "value" of the Heavy Yin Fragrant Cedar Coffin and wanted to exchange it for a better and more spacious coffin.
If this were in the past, he would probably have casually said, "Child, our family is poor, so just make do with this coffin."
But now, he had some money, and he could still fulfill reasonable requests that were not excessive and beneficial to himself.
"After we go back, I will upgrade the coffin to make it more convenient for Zongzi Brother to work hard." Chronicle promised solemnly.
Zongzi Brother couldn't contain its joy and even automatically ignored a certain title it didn't like.
"Speaking of which…"
Chronicle looked down at the slightly glowing square holed copper coins hanging in front of him and thought to himself, "I should buy some money-related materials to upgrade the Mountain Ghost."
"Adding the Paper Man Carrying Sedan Chair, as well as the materials needed to create the Yin Soldiers and Pretend Gods series… several hundred thousand is still not enough."
"The road to making money is long and arduous."
Chronicle sighed and turned to walk towards the funeral parlor.
But after only a few steps, he stopped.
The funeral parlor had been in disrepair for a long time and had just been hit by the Corpse Demon King, leaving a hole.
If he walked in and the house collapsed the next second, it wouldn't be good.
As a "Mudhead Car Hero," no one was more safety-conscious than him.
"Go, Zongzi Brother, bring out the Corpse Demons and the bed frames inside."
Chronicle patted Zongzi Brother's sturdy arm.
He wasn't intentionally bossing him around, he just felt that moving things that required the use of the whole body's muscles would be helpful for a zombie.
"Go."
Zongzi Brother scratched its white fur and crouched down to enter the funeral parlor, grunting as it moved things out.
Honestly, it didn't like this kind of work, but who asked Chronicle to promise to get it a bigger coffin?
In order to have a better slacking off experience, it had to do this task well.
As it turned out, its strong physique was made for hard labor.
Dozens of Corpse Demon remains, plus dozens or even hundreds of bed frames, were all moved out in no time.
"Failed to seal?"
A few minutes later, Chronicle looked at the blank card that had no response and couldn't help but frown.
This was the first time he had encountered this situation since becoming a Card Craftsman.
"Is it because Zongzi Brother devoured all the 'cores' inside?"
Chronicle lightly stroked his chin and tried to seal the Corpse Demon King, whose entire body had dried up into a monkey shape, lying on the street.
In the end, it failed again.
He could only signal the nearby Yingtai to come forward and take photos as evidence.
"At least these beds can be used."
He said lightly, looking at the material card named "Sangmen Corpse Stopping Bed" in his hand.
One white and one gray, a total of two cards.
Introduction: "A bed frame that can be bought for a dozen yuan at the flea market, it is influenced by Yin energy and corpse energy all year round and is almost demonized."
"It's quite interesting."
Chronicle didn't seal the remaining bed frames, but used his spiritual power to activate the hidden Yin energy and corpse energy within them, pouring them all into the Heavy Yin Fragrant Cedar Coffin.
"It's better than nothing."
Chronicle commented, waved his hand, and signaled Zongzi Brother to move these bed frames back.
After a while, he would come back here to harvest Yin energy and corpse energy.
"What does sustainable development mean?"
Chronicle chuckled and, with the cooperation of Seven Brothers, Yingtai, and Zongzi Brother, barely blocked the hole in the wall.
After wiping off the dust on his hands and sending a text message to the old lady, he headed straight to a small hotel two kilometers away.
When he arrived, he paid for the key and opened the door, instantly hit by a musty smell.
But when you're away from home, you can't ask for too much. Feeling a bit tired, he fell asleep with his head on the pillow.
The next second, Seven Brothers' figure slowly dissipated, but before leaving, he waved to Zongzi Brother and Yingtai.
After Yingtai finished organizing the photos in the camera, he also yawned and replenished his Yin energy and spiritual power in the sea of consciousness.
Seeing his teammates leaving one by one and his own Card Craftsman sleeping soundly, Zongzi Brother suddenly felt a bit bored.The narrow standard room could not accommodate the coffin, so it had to curl up its tall and strong body, basking in the moonlight, and spent the night on the windowsill.
Time passed quickly.
The next morning, before dawn.
Under the influence of his biological clock, Chronicle woke up from his dream.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw his brother, who was trying hard to curl himself up into a ball.
Seeing this, he couldn't help but laugh, and then he took this "best bodyguard" into his sea of knowledge, letting him rest well in the coffin.
The bodyguard was replaced by a young girl from Yingtai – her remaining blue consumption was much less than that of Seven Brothers and Eight Brothers.
"Let's go."
Chronicle said lightly, leading the other party onto the early bus, and returned to the place where Bai Ziliang had dropped them off last night.
Fan Lei, who had been waiting here early, saw him walking towards this side, and a complex emotion of embarrassment and guilt flashed across his face.
There will be another chapter later.
During this period, I may not have fully recovered, and I feel tired every day, but I have gradually recovered these days.
Starting from tomorrow, I will add more updates, and I hope you can support me with your monthly tickets.
There are still a hundred votes, and I can draw a prize again. At that time, I will give you red envelopes.
(End of this chapter)