Card Master: My Special Feature - Choose One of Three

Bai Ba's spiritual material fields employed many people, most of whom came from the lower classes of Yujiang City.

Short-term workers are paid daily, while long-term workers are paid slightly more and are paid monthly. The wages of card supervisors and managers are calculated separately.

The hourly wage difference between long-term and short-term workers is 5 Alliance Coins. A long-term worker earns 200 Alliance Coins per day, while a short-term worker earns 160 Alliance Coins per day.

The psionic medicinal materials industry is inherently highly profitable, with the Bai family's psionic material shop earning hundreds of thousands of Alliance Coins every day.

When he was a child, Bai Miao didn't understand why, when his family could hire all the long-term workers, they would specifically set aside positions to hire short-term workers.

He remembered once when he went fishing with Bai's father at the pond by the field, Bai's father pointed to the day laborer who was covered in sweat under the scorching sun, his limbs trembling involuntarily, and who was working hard by sheer willpower:

"The work in the spirit field is exhausting. Even strong men who work five days a week are exhausted, let alone those who are starving."

They come to Lingtian to work a day's labor, take the money they earn, go back and save it for a few days, then come back to work a day, always managing to save some money to improve their lives.

Although Bai's father did not possess the strength of a powerful card master, nor did he have the social connections to help Bai Miao, he clearly understood the class disparities that existed within the Divine Continent Alliance.

There are many layers of barriers between ordinary people, card masters, high-level card masters, and card master families.

Bai Ba always reserved the spiritual material fields for short-term workers because there was not much he could do. He didn't have the ability to change the Divine Continent Alliance, so he could only give opportunities and help to the lower classes as much as he could.

Therefore, Bai Miao also saw the inevitability of the existence of the Black Field. For people at the bottom to break out of the gate like Yin Changfeng was as difficult as climbing to heaven.

This is not something that can be summed up with a casual, dismissive statement like "Why don't they eat meat porridge?" or "Why don't they go to a card master school or train in the training ground?"

The tuition and entrance fees for the Card Master School and training grounds are simply unaffordable for ordinary people, not to mention the numerous other expenses associated with them.

Even if an ordinary person is lucky enough to summon a card, they can only attend a community school, and after graduation, they will only be doing low-level jobs as a card master.

They could never reach a respectable job like the Secret Service, no matter how hard they tried.

This is why Zhang Ni and Luo Xin were so surprised when Yin Changfeng returned to Blackwater Workshop.

Most people who escape their lowly status will not want to return to this place and remember their miserable past.

The existence of the Black Field gave those low-level card players a chance to defy fate and exchange their lives for a better future. Although it was bloody and dirty, it was their only path to heaven.

Instead of blocking, it's better to guide. If the class differences within the Shenzhou Alliance are not resolved, it will inevitably lead to conflict. Providing the lower classes with a seemingly accessible but actually narrow path will both appease the people and stabilize society. Why not do it?

For ordinary card players, the Black Field is like the Three Dukes are to the children of card player families like Bai Miao.

Of course, Bai Miao and his parents were very lucky, as they had the Bai family and the Jiang family behind them.

Yin Changfeng didn't give Bai Miao a chance to explain; he knocked on the VIP room door.

"I've searched the Cave of Life and Death, but we didn't find what we're looking for inside."

Yin Changfeng's Secret Service uniform was stained with several bloodstains, but he had no injuries; the blood came from someone else.

"Lü Dantong is not feeling well, so I asked Xia Yuebai and Yan Li to take her away first."

Bai Miao explained why the team was missing people, which surprised Yin Changfeng, who even breathed a sigh of relief.

The Black Field is a place where hidden talents lurk, and if something really happens, he might not be able to protect everyone.

Chu Sanhe treated Bai Miao with utmost respect, while Jiao Beiyao barely paid any attention to anyone except Bai Miao. Yin Changfeng didn't want to gamble on their choices.

Since entering the black field, Bai Miao has maintained [Shared Vision], and an image flashed quickly before his eyes.

It was incredibly fast, disappearing in the blink of an eye, like an illusion.

He saw Yin Changfeng covered in blood, his body pierced by countless weapons, and behind him was the scene depicted in Zhang Ni's painting.

Unable to find the White Bone Box in the Cave of Life and Death, Chu Sanhe led Bai Miao and the others to the Second Cave.

Bai Miao was stopped outside the cave by Chu Sanhe, who bluntly advised him:

"The second cave is called the Cave of White Bones. It's too filthy inside, so Captain Bai shouldn't go in. I'm afraid it will offend your eyes."

Bai Miao had already sensed the filth that Chu Sanhe had mentioned outside the White Bone Cave.

The continuous panting of men and women rose in waves.

Jiao Beiyao's eyes lit up. He walked around the corner, glanced into the White Bone Cave, and almost vomited.

"Your White Bone Cave is truly unique."

Inside were women with mutilated limbs, bloodied and mangled flesh, still breathing, and strangely shaped.

How extreme must one's taste be to squander money in a cave of bones?

Even someone like Jiao Beiyao, who could never be idle for a moment, couldn't help but feel listless in front of the White Bone Cave.

"There's no need to go in. I'm pretty sure the place we're looking for isn't here," Yin Changfeng said very seriously. "I know where it is. This place is in the mass grave."

Chu San and Jiao Beiyao breathed a slight sigh of relief when they heard that their target was the mass grave.

He led Bai Miao and the others to the mass grave.

The audience seating inside the mass grave was concentrated on the outer perimeter near the cave walls, while the center was a sunken battle arena that occupied almost the entire cave.

"The Burial Cave is all about free-for-all combat. People who come to the Burial Cave can pay an entrance fee to let others or join the free-for-all themselves, or they can pay to hire Black Field Warriors to join the free-for-all."

"Viewers can tip the warriors to upgrade their weapons, add constraints to the opposing warriors, or change the battlefield environment according to their wishes."

Bai Miao entered the mass burial cave, where a scene of chaos far more terrifying than the Cave of Life and Death and the Cave of Bones was unfolding.

In the Cave of Life and Death, the audience's anger was merely impotent rage, but here, the audience's joy or anger can directly affect the course of the battle.

On the battlefield stood a burly man wearing a helmet with bull horns covering his face. He was over three meters tall with bulging muscles and carried a giant axe as tall as himself on his shoulder. The axe blade was as wide as a door panel.

Every inch of the burly man's skin was pierced by the blades, and he was covered in blood. Countless black blades shot towards him from all directions in the battlefield.

Each hit doesn't cause much damage, but like mosquito bites, a large number of them can be extremely terrifying.

Yin Changfeng immediately recognized these blades as the lowest-level negative rewards in the Burial Cave: Black Iron Blades. Spectators outside the arena could launch a Black Iron Blade at the chaotic battle inside by spending only 2 Alliance Coins.

Many in the audience were well-off, and their fingers were frantically tapping on the tipping device, sending black iron blades raining down on the battlefield.

Several weak card masters in the battle arena were not killed by their opponents, but were chopped into mincemeat by the rain of black iron blades that fell from the battle arena as soon as they entered the arena.

The sounds that had been rising and falling in the mass grave now merged into one, and the audience shouted in unison:

"Young Master Jiang is so generous! Thank you for the Black Blade Rain!"