Folk Card Maker: Starting from Painted Skin.

Chapter 29 Pop-up Copy
Zhang Jingtian suddenly felt a chill on his back. Just as he was about to speak, he heard a loud noise coming from the rooftop.

"It seems like something happened."

The person who spoke was Zhou Yang, and his face had never looked so ugly.

As for Wu Yinxiang, the girl who always tried to show off and told herself that she was no weaker than men, now had lost all color in her face.

Her heart was beating wildly involuntarily, and the giant python wrapped around her neck was now frozen in place.

Although she knew that the beast tribe was restrained by the ghost tribe, the monster on the rooftop was definitely extremely powerful and could stop the giant python from moving.

"Are we finished?"

As soon as the words fell, the three people saw a huge monster that directly crushed the ceiling of the top floor and landed in front of them.

It was a monster made up of countless charred corpses.

Blood, bones, flesh, internal organs, every part was successfully returned to its place.

There was a strong resentment surrounding it.

If you get a little closer, you will be torn into pieces by this monster.

Purple quality, level 30.

The upper limit of the purple card level is level 50, and a level 30 purple card is already quite powerful.

At least for Zhang Jingtian and the other three, it was impossible to win.

Just when Zhang Jingtian was about to fight to the death, the three of them suddenly came out of the copy.

The strange feeling of weightlessness came again, but Zhang Jingtian felt more regretful.

He knew that no matter how powerful his blue card was, it was impossible for a blue card of less than level 30 to win against a purple card of level .

But we should at least fight each other once.

As a result, before he could make a move, he was teleported out just by facing the monster.

There is no doubt that the curator must have closed the copy personally.

At this time, the curator walked towards the three of them with a smile. Lying next to him was Chen Haotian, who was still unconscious.

“Although you won’t actually die in a dungeon, facing an enemy that is far stronger than you, even if you die in the dungeon, it will still have a negative impact on your mental strength.

If someone lacks strong willpower, they may go crazy or even become brain dead."

After the curator's brief explanation, Zhang Jingtian felt relieved.

Although he wanted to experience such a powerful enemy, he didn't want to risk brain death.

"Is this the final boss? How can he be so strong?"

Zhang Jingtian couldn't help but ask.

"What did you three feel when you saw it?"

Zhang Jingtian thought for a moment and said, "It's very strange. My heart is beating wildly, and I feel inexplicably anxious and restless."

"Well, because it's made up of the monsters in this building. This secret place is special.

Because after three hours, everyone inside the building burned to death. So in the secret realm, once the three hours are up, the monsters that haven't been cleared will combine and become the one you see.

The more monsters you leave undefeated, the stronger it will become."

Zhang Jingtian realized that this was a limited-time copy. When the time was up, the boss went berserk.

"So, Director, you guys cleared out all the monsters before they could regroup."

The curator nodded. "Yes, there were quite a few of us there. It was just the two monsters on the basement floor and the top floor that took a little longer. But don't be sad, you performed very well. From the beginning, we never thought you could make it.

The most important thing is to let you experience the secret realm."

As he was speaking, Chen Haotian also woke up.

The first thing he did after waking up was to look at the director with some fear: "Teacher, am I okay?"

The curator smiled and said, "It's okay, you were just frightened. Your mental strength has been slightly damaged. Go back and rest and you'll be fine."

But remember, don't try to be brave when you go to the secret realm. That would be a fearless sacrifice. If you wait for the three of them to join forces, you should be able to clear more."

Chen Haotian now accepted the director's education with peace of mind. He himself knew that his performance today was not very good.

Then he looked at the curator: "Then the first place is..."

The curator smiled and pointed at Zhang Jingtian: "Experimental Middle School has the highest level of cleanup this time. Although you didn't pass the level, you still get a reward."

After saying that, the curator handed five bottles of mental recovery agent to Zhang Jingtian.

When Zhang Jingtian met up with his other three classmates, they were all very excited. They surrounded Zhang Jingtian and started talking at once:

"Captain, you're amazing! We all saw it. You controlled two Heroic Spirits by yourself, and no one could stop you! You're simply terrifying!"

"That's right, Captain, you actually have two blue-quality Heroic Spirits. That's incredible!"

"Luckily, we had the captain, so we managed to get a reward in the end. Otherwise, we would have gone home empty-handed."

Zhang Jingtian smiled slightly, his expression very calm.

After what happened today, his status among these classmates should have improved a lot, and his identity as the team leader has also been confirmed.

Even Zhou Yang now looked at him with more admiration.

Then the deputy chief of the Sheriff's Bureau came out.

As soon as he appeared, some students recognized him.

The deputy director waved his hand, signaling the fifteen students to sit down.

"I saw what you all did just now. It's pretty much what I expected. Your cards have indeed improved a lot, and are much stronger than when I was studying.

However, your practical experience is still insufficient, and many people were eliminated before they even had the chance to show their performance.

I don't know what you think in your hearts, but if I were you, I would be so ashamed that I would want to go home immediately! "

The harmonious atmosphere that the curator had just created was now broken.

Those students who were eliminated without even putting in any effort blushed with shame.

The deputy director snorted coldly, "Some people are still very proud of themselves. They received the reward without doing anything. Is this something worth bragging about? If this weren't a copy, you would be dead by now!"

"In short, I'm very dissatisfied with today's test! You still have five days of training, and I hope to see your progress!"

After saying that, the deputy director turned around and left, leaving them all sitting there looking at each other in bewilderment.

Although Zhang Jingtian knew that one person was playing the good cop and the other was playing the bad cop, no one would feel good about being scolded like that.

Especially those here, most of them are gifted people.

They had always been supported by their friends and teachers before, but when they really got to the dungeon today, they didn't expect the scene to be so ugly.

Zhang Jingtian glanced at his four classmates and said softly, "Let's go rest first!"

(End of this chapter)