Who told him to make the cards!

The founder of Chilu Heavy Industry seized this opportunity.

He led his team to develop a reverse pattern based on the "release" structure and "command pattern" of the energy card. This pattern can add an "interface" to the card, through which external energy can be input to activate the card.

Moreover, this pattern is highly compatible and applicable to almost all current card games.

Previously, cards were powered entirely by internal energy. During production, they had to include at least one sealing structure similar to an energy card to store the energy of the blank card itself or the energy injected later, essentially like a battery.

The emergence of interface patterns has broken this rule.

Batteries are no longer a necessity.

The space inside the card that was originally used to seal the structure can finally be freed up to engrave other patterns, giving the card better or more functions.

This was the greatest invention of the Holy Order Empire in the 18th and 19th centuries.

It not only raised the ceiling for cards, but also greatly improved their durability.

Old cards without interfaces become useless once their internal energy is depleted and must be discarded. New cards with interfaces, however, can continue to be used as long as they have energy, until the ink wears down to the point where it can no longer support the basic structure.

The founder of Chilu Heavy Industry named this "interface" after himself, calling it the "Tafel Structure".

As the "Tafel structure" gradually became known and mastered by most card makers, his team had already developed the first generation of cartridges.

There are ten card slots in total, five for activating cards and five for storing energy cards.

Since then, Chilu Heavy Industries has risen rapidly, and in just twenty years, it has become the third corporate giant of the Holy Order Empire, a position it still holds today.

The miners, of course, didn't understand these things.

But they knew that the card packs produced by Red Furnace Heavy Industries were the most beautiful, the best-performing, and the most expensive in the entire empire, and most battle card masters couldn't afford them.

The nobleman gave one to Chen Zhi.

"Brother Chen, let me see this!"

The young miner who had joked with Chen Zhi about observing the night sky yesterday now had his eyes shining and affectionately called Chen Brother.

Another miner, his eyes brimming with envy, exclaimed, "You've struck it rich!"

"This card case is still brand new. If we sell it, we'll have enough money to get married, right?"

Chen Zhi spat: "Vulgar."

"What kind of wife should I marry?"

"Women will only slow down my card production speed."

Unless it's someone like Miss Shen.

Chen Zhixin said.

After all, Her Highness could buy him more white cards and new card-making pens.

It not only doesn't have any negative impact, but it can actually be helpful.

After joking around with everyone for a while, Chen Zhi returned to his small house.

Old Zhou followed over, laughing, and said, "You've really hit the jackpot this time."

Finally, he asked, "Are you going to reissue the card today?"

According to that noble lady, no one has been able to go down the well for the past two days.

Someone went to check it out, and it was indeed completely sealed off.

All of the dozen or so mines have some degree of safety hazards, and operations are not allowed to begin until the equipment is in place.

Everyone was happy to have a rare holiday, so Lao Zhou wanted to take advantage of the time to have Chen Zhi help him replace all the cards.

Chen Zhiben was about to agree.

But after thinking about it...

Forget it.

"Old Zhou, come here."

Chen Zhi led Lao Zhou into the house.

"Please sit wherever you like."

"Tsk, you haven't changed this painting yet?"

Old Zhou said, "I'm waiting to take over."

"If you really like it, it's yours."

As Chen Zhi spoke, he rummaged through drawers and cabinets, finding more than ten semi-new cards, and stuffed them all into Lao Zhou's hands.

"Here are some more, take them."

"?"

Old Zhou was confused: "What's wrong with you? Don't you want to live a normal life?"

"Go ahead."

Chen Zhi paused for a moment and said, "Let's go somewhere else."

"..."

Old Zhou was stunned.

After a long pause, he finally spoke again: "Are you leaving?"

Chen Zhi smiled.

Old Zhou sighed with regret: "I should have thought of that sooner."

Knowing full well that Well No. 13 was fraught with danger and would offend Ding Mao, Chen Zhi still chose to risk his life, clearly because a powerful figure had promised him a great benefit.

For Chen Zhi, the only thing worth risking his life for is true freedom.

Old Zhou raised his head and looked at the painting on the wall again.

Many people in the mining village have seen this "window" and know what Chen is obsessed with.

No one expected that Chen Zhizhen would actually get a chance to leave.

"Good thing."

After a moment, Old Zhou smiled and patted Chen Zhi hard on the shoulder.

"Go if you can."

"This place is not worth staying for."

He spoke lightly, but his eyes betrayed a mixture of joy and disappointment.

With Chen Zhi gone, they lost a friend.

There's no one in the mining area who can help everyone replace their cards anymore.

But precisely because of this, they couldn't persuade Chen Zhi to stay.

A genius who can teach himself to make cards shouldn't be stuck in a well.

He deserves a much wider sky.

"Here, there's one more."

Chen Zhi then pulled out a brand new mining lamp card from under his pillow and tossed it to Lao Zhou.

Old Zhou caught it: "So much, how much are you going to charge me, kid?"

"I already told you, it's a gift for you."

"That won't work."

Old Zhou said, "I won't take advantage of anything too good."

Chen Zhi laughed and scolded, "Don't pretend with me."

"If you really can't get over it, just keep a record of it and pay me back when you come out of the mine."

Old Zhou still wanted to decline.

Chen Zhi suddenly lowered his face: "Just take it when I tell you to, stop with the nonsense."

Old Zhou: "..."

That brat is pretty domineering.

He couldn't refuse, so he had no choice but to put the cards in his pocket.

Then he stood up and said, "Wait."

Old Zhou walked out of the house.

A few minutes later, he returned with half a bottle of wine and two glasses.

"Let's have a good drink together today, you two brothers."

Wine is a luxury item in the mining area; Old Zhou wouldn't normally be willing to take it out.

"Drinking in broad daylight?" Chen Zhi said, "It's only noon now."

Old Zhou said domineeringly, "The atmosphere is right here, who cares about day or night."