Folk Card Maker: Starting from Painted Skin.

Chapter 299 Face
Zhang Jingtian was taken aback at first, because even after returning to school, he still habitually considered himself a student.

No matter how capable he was outside, once he returned to school, Zhang Jingtian felt that even if the sky fell, other teachers would hold it up.

He had almost forgotten that he was actually an honorary professor at the Shanghai Academy of Card Games.

Furthermore, given his current strength, when the principal is not around, he is the strongest among everyone.

So when the vice principal suddenly and sincerely asked him to stay, Zhang Jingtian felt a little wistful.

He doesn't seem to have adapted to his current identity yet.

However, since the vice principal had said so, Zhang Jingtian immediately agreed.

Although the school has now closed, there are still quite a few students and teachers inside.

If something really happens, he, as an honorary professor, will definitely be saddened.

The vice principal breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Zhang Jingtian had agreed.

"It's great that you agreed. Otherwise, we wouldn't know what to do."

Zhang Jingtian raised an eyebrow and said with a smile:

"That's not as exaggerated as it sounds, Principal."

The vice principal shook his head and said seriously, "You don't understand, the situation is really dangerous right now."

As night fell, Zhang Jingtian sat in his dormitory. He could clearly feel that the air pressure outside had become much heavier.

It was as if some terrifying monster was hovering above their heads, releasing its oppressive aura, and about to devour them at any moment.

"It seems the vice principal was right. These guys have gotten smarter now and only make their moves when it's late at night."

However, this also suggests that the Scourge's forces are not as strong as before, otherwise they wouldn't be so cautious.

Zhang Jingtian touched his nose and began to analyze the situation on his own.

In his view, the Scourge is now at its last gasp, and it remains to be seen whether humanity can hold out until then.

Zhang Jingtian stood by the window, thought it over and over, and finally pushed the window open and went outside.

At that moment, a bolt of lightning suddenly struck from the sky, illuminating a patch of sky. In an instant, Zhang Jingtian could see clearly that a sinister and terrifying face had been hidden in the dark sky, staring intently at them.

When Zhang Jingtian was stared at by that face, he immediately felt a sense of unease and discomfort.

"What is this thing? Is it the Scourge? Why isn't it reacting at all?"

At the same time, Zhang Jingtian glanced around and saw that there were at least a dozen people standing densely packed on the playground.

Zhang Jingtian instinctively sensed something was wrong and immediately rode Yinglong to the playground.

Standing on the playground were students from their school who had not yet gone home.

Of course, most of these students are homeless, because their homes have been destroyed and their families have all died at the hands of the Scourge.

Those people seemed to know Zhang Jingtian. As soon as they saw him arrive, they immediately became lively and started shouting his name.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Jingtian stopped and slowly looked at them:

"You know me? Then what are you doing here? Can you tell me?"

Everyone nodded and then began to describe what they had seen and heard.

After listening for a while, Zhang Jingtian understood. These people already harbored deep hatred for the Scourge, and like Zhang Jingtian, they had also noticed the anomaly in the sky.

So this group of people decided to unite and eliminate the Scourge, which had been watching them intently from the air.

After hearing what they said, Zhang Jingtian immediately shook his head:

"Are you all crazy! This guy is far too strong for you to handle. Standing here is just sending him to his death."

"With me here, I will avenge you."

However, these students were now blinded by hatred and were unable to listen to Zhang Jingtian's explanation, nor had they lost the ability to think independently.

Hearing Zhang Jingtian's words, they felt that he was looking down on them.

"Senior, we know you're amazing! But we're not bad either! If we all work hard, we can definitely beat them!"

"Yes, senior, you really underestimate us!"

Hearing what they said, Zhang Jingtian shook his head but didn't say anything more.

He knew that the students were already carried away, so nothing he said would make a difference.

Sure enough, the face in the air suddenly opened its mouth, and then a tongue, as fast as a shadow, landed on one of the students.

Even Ying Long, who was about to intervene, was a beat too slow. As a result, Zhang Jingtian saw that the student from before was now reduced to a few bones that had not yet dissolved.

In that instant, more words than Zhang Jingtian could utter were effective. The crowd that had just gathered there dispersed, leaving only Zhang Jingtian behind.

However, their running speed was clearly far slower than the speed at which that face stuck out its tongue.

But just after this face had devoured several students, a shadow suddenly blocked the tongue.

Zhang Jingtian sat on Yinglong, suspended in mid-air.

"If you want to take action against the Shanghai Card Academy, you must ask for my opinion first."

The surviving students are now watching this scene from afar. Looking at Zhang Jingtian's back, they all think that their senior is really too handsome. No wonder so many people admire him so much.

Zhang Jingtian's appearance also relieved many people.

After all, this would put their minds at ease; Zhang Jingtian seemed capable of holding his own against that face in the air for quite some time.

"Do you know who I am?"

The face slowly revealed its full form. Unexpectedly, its true form was a human face tens of meters wide, without a body. It also had a very long tongue with a corrosive effect.

The other party is also at the color card level.

If Zhang Jingtian hadn't been there, something bad would probably have happened at the Shanghai Card Room tonight.

Therefore, Zhang Jingtian couldn't help but wonder if getting the principal to leave today was also part of this guy's plan. Perhaps it was in cahoots with that monster, and this was a diversionary tactic.

The monster lowered its head, its eyes fixed on Zhang Jingtian as if coated with poison.

“I have absolutely no interest in who you are… All I know is that you are about to die by my hand,” Zhang Jingtian said immediately.

"Heh heh, I was once the famous lord of Twin Cities! You'd better die!"

(End of this chapter)