Magic Card Era: My Deck is Depressing

A filthy coffin, diamond grade.

Then, Su Bai took out another item.

A wooden stick resembling a scepter, with a spherical top containing constantly dancing gray shadows, exudes a dark gray aura. The stick has clear patterns, with pale purple lines flashing continuously, and occasionally it emits a howl.

Pilot Quanmu, Diamond Level.

Chapter 96 The Difficulty of Magic Card Crafting

96. The Difficulty of Magic Card Crafting

Su Bai looked at the two pieces of material in his hand and fell into deep thought.

These two items alone are definitely not enough. What Su Bai needs to think about is how to make this magic card more magical and powerful.

After all, he needs this magic card to infuriate his opponent; a simple scene of black people carrying a coffin accompanied by catchy music is simply not enough to achieve his goal.

Having gone through so much, Su Bai has raised his standards for himself.

The simple effects are no longer sufficient to satisfy the energy expenditure caused by depression; the dosage must be increased.

Making a magic card requires five materials, and Su Bai has two suitable ones.

Three more items are needed.

So Su Bai went to the front desk again.

"Miss, is there a place around here for trading or auctioning materials?"

Upon hearing Su Bai's words, the receptionist smiled slightly.

"Yes, there is. It's on the sixth floor, with a dedicated trading hall."

"There's one here?" Su Bai was surprised. This place, the Magic Card Master Association, actually had a trading area.

As expected, big cities are so convenient. Su Bai even felt that he could find everything he needed here.

Following the directions from the front desk, Su Bai arrived at the sixth floor.

As soon as Su Bai stepped out of the elevator, he felt the lively atmosphere.

This place is much livelier than the first floor, with people coming and going, all looking very busy.

Auction area, trading area, exchange area.

Su Bai saw many different zones. This place was very large, and Su Bai could only see these areas at the moment.

However, it seems this place is acceptable; it's much better than Shimizu City.

If Qingshui City had these things, Su Bai would never have left.

Small cities are great everywhere, except that you can't find many things there.

Su Bai first arrived at the trading area, where the Magic Card Master Association provided the space to rent and sell items.

There were indeed a lot of things, but after a quick look, Su Bai didn't find any materials he needed.

Sure enough, most of the items that had any value were auctioned off.

Some people will choose to exchange for high-value or limited-edition items, as they can obtain them by exchanging them for what they need.

Instead of going to the auction first, Su Bai left the trading area and went to the exchange area.

There must be something good in this place, but whether he gets what he needs depends on luck.

As for why we didn't go to the auction first, it's because the variety of items there is too complicated, and looking at them would be a waste of time.

Both the exchange zone and the trading zone involve physical transactions, with a limited number of transactions, making it seem relatively quick.

There aren't many good items in the trading area; most of them are commonly used materials.

The replacement zone is different.

Su Bai looked at everything inside with envy, he really wanted them all.

But looking at what they were asking for in exchange for, Su Bai really thought these people were crazy.

How dare you?

The Deadly Melody, a diamond-grade material in the Undead category, requires a Star-grade material to obtain, which seems impossible.

With a sigh, Su Bai was truly helpless.

This place is really terrible. Kyoto is quite big, but there are also more and more cunning and scheming businessmen.

Just as Su Bai was about to leave, a sign caught his attention.

The sound of infinite terror is replaced by the treatment of a patient's condition.

The words above are in big letters, urgent!

This certainly shows how urgent the matter is, but a single piece of information won't sway anyone.

Su Bai had no idea what these people were thinking. Could it be that this was the only material they had?

This is exactly what Su Bai needs, and he wants to give it a try.

"Isn't this too little of a gift?"

Su Bai arrived at the stall and spoke to the anxious-looking person.

The person who issued this replacement was a middle-aged man with a conflicted expression, as if he never smiled.

Seeing Su Bai's question, he looked distressed.

"My home is in another city. I came to Kyoto for a trip, but who would have thought that something like this would happen?"

"The hospital couldn't cure it, the therapists were helpless, and I had no other choice."

Hearing the middle-aged man's words, Su Bai sighed.

"I'll give it a try. If it works, you can pay me. If it doesn't, don't blame me."

Upon hearing Su Bai's words, the middle-aged man's eyes lit up.

He nodded frantically.

As long as someone dares to try, it's a kind of hope.

Su Bai followed the middle-aged man to a lounge on the sixth floor, where a middle-aged woman lay, her face pale and her lips purple.

It looks like they've been poisoned or there's something wrong with some of their organs.

Su Bai can't cure diseases, but he can revive the dead.

He didn't even check, and directly released Nirvana.

This was Su Bai's first time being released, and he didn't know what would happen.

A thin, fiery red film covered the middle-aged woman, with faint red flames burning continuously on her skin.

In less than a second, everything disappeared.

The message here indicates that Su Bai's release was successful, which means that the person in front of him has been successfully blessed with Nirvana.

The most distinctive feature is a faint phoenix pattern in the color of flame that flashes across the back of the middle-aged woman's hand.

Su Bai's heart was bleeding.

9999 points of depressing energy vanished instantly; that's the price of using it once.

This means that all the depressing energy he gained from his risky pursuit of wealth today has been completely depleted.

He didn't have enough stock left for more than a few uses, and Su Bai felt miserable.

"Alright, I've started the treatment, but I can't see anything yet. We'll have to wait."

"You can continue to look at others to see if they have particularly fast healing abilities."

Su Bai simply wanted to test this ability and see how effective it was.

In the lounge, Su Bai also saw the material.

The Sound of Infinite Terror, Diamond Level.

Its fangs were sharp, and its blood-red face seemed to be wearing a mask, with ripples constantly emanating from the mask's mouth.

The crimson mist fills the entire surface, creating a very sophisticated feel.

This thing was isolated in a special container. Su Bai only glanced at it and he knew that this should be the material he needed.

After saying this, Su Bai headed to the auction house.

It seems the only way to find the materials today is to do it myself.

Su Bai is selective, but auctions are not.

Looking at the countless materials on the computer screen, Su Bai felt a headache coming on.

So he started filtering: material grade, diamonds.

Materials science, Necromancer science.

Suddenly, a whole bunch of things appeared, leaving Su Bai dazzled.

Healing Spine, Black Flame Eyes, Gray Spikes, etc., all of them seem quite suitable for his magic cards.

But here's the problem: which one to choose?

Different materials also affect the effects of the magic cards made later. Su Bai could wave his hand and say that only children make choices.

The adults want them all.

He doesn't need that many materials to make magic cards.

The challenge lies in having five undead creatures and determining in what form they should appear.

Humanoid? Spirit? Zombie? Corpse? Skeleton?

Chapter 97 The Collapsed

97. A person who has broken down

Looking at so many materials, Su Bai felt conflicted about them for the first time.