Traveling to another world, I made a two-dimensional girl into a card

At the sound of the secret being triggered, Gobulin's smug expression froze in an instant. Fang Qingyun, who saw the change in his expression, wanted to give him an award for the best face-changing award.

"Then I guess you're too happy too early." Fang Qingyun's voice came from behind the smoke and dust. You Yan Wu Shang, do you understand? Setting a flag so early is just a slap in the face.

The mystery in his head was triggered, successfully saving his life.

"The secret I prepared is very simple. When I receive fatal damage, I will be immune to that damage and restore 4 health points for myself." Fang Qingyun pointed to the 8 health points displayed under his hero.

Fang Qingyun, whose health has been replenished, is calmer now. He said calmly: "Do you want to try to kill me with 2 mana points? You only need to deal 8 points of damage."

Ge Bulin stared at Fang Qingyun's calm expression, unable to figure out his true intention. He sighed and relaxed. He knew that a two-cost direct damage spell with no side effects could only cause 3 points of damage, a three-cost spell would cause 4 to 5 points, and a four-cost spell would cause 6 points. The higher the mana, the more dilute the mana. For example, a ten-cost Pyroblast could only cause 10 points of damage, instead of 3 points like a one-cost spell that caused 30 points of damage.

The higher the level of the spell card, the harder it is to cast one that can directly attack the hero, and the mana consumption will become increasingly uneconomical.

Now if you expect to deal 8 points of damage with two mana, there must be side effects, but unfortunately, no matter how great the side effects of the card are, it is impossible for a two-mana spell to deal 8 points of damage.

"I give up" Goblin felt like his bones were pulled out "I surrender"

He basically lost all his face today. He was the one who started the fight, broke the rules, and used his treasure, but he still didn't win.

After this incident, he can forget about staying in the aristocratic circle.

But there is another way, as long as...

Teacher Schmeisser nodded and said, "In the next round, Fang Qingyun only needs to use a similar damaging spell to kill Ge Bulin. That's enough, both of you. The game is over."

Surrender now? Fang Qingyun didn't expect this. He thought Ge Bulin would struggle again. In fact, Fang Qingyun couldn't kill him in the next round. He didn't have any damaging spell cards in his hand. Even with the [Elite Fighter - Heavy Gunner] in his hand that could cause damage, it could only cause 8 points of damage.

Even if they continue to fight, there is still no hope for Go Bulin to turn the tables. If they play it safe, Go Bulin will definitely die first. But if he pulls out a few powerful spells, the outcome between Fang Qingyun and him is still uncertain.

"As a reminder, since Fang Qingyun has already come into contact with cards that increase mana crystals, I need to remind him that after the mana crystals naturally grow to the upper limit, it is also effective to use cards that increase mana crystals. It is possible to form an advantage of playing seven mana costs against five mana costs, or playing thirteen mana costs against ten mana costs. Be sure to remember this." Schmeisser reminded Fang Qingyun, without even noticing the action and expression of winking at the card elf just now. He is indeed an old fox.

Okay, it’s not just Hearthstone, it’s also linked to Kards, right? Should we add a follower activity cost?

Gobulin walked down from his platform and chose to give up the duel. This action caused the hero card symbolizing him to explode, and Fang Qingyun finally felt relieved.

It’s a good thing this guy didn’t continue to commit fouls, otherwise he would have had a chance to win.

Fang Qingyun wiped the sweat from his forehead. The pressure he faced was enormous. With a maximum mana of five points and a deck with a maximum card limit of ten, it was tailor-made for fast attacks.

Fang Qingyun's previous experience in playing cards with ten mana points was really harmful to him. 20 health points were not enough, and he would be easily defeated. In this situation, he felt that a full set of damage spells would be enough. He would throw a damage spell at the opponent in each round and he would have a high chance of winning.

What's more, Goblin still has treasures. If Goblin uses a few more treasures, Fang Qingyun may not be able to defeat him. This makes him more determined to get the treasure.

Go Bulin walked up to Fang Qingyun. He originally wanted to lose his temper and refuse to pay, but then he weighed the pros and cons. It was embarrassing to lose to a poor noble, and it was even more embarrassing not to win because of a foul. But if he refused to pay for such a small matter, it would be even worse if other people heard about it. Although Go Bulin thought that if he and the people in the audience were in the same situation, few of them would admit it, it did not stop them from making sarcastic remarks.

Taking many aspects into consideration, the loss of admitting defeat is smaller, so Ge ​​Bulin lowered his head like a bachelor, retreated to advance, and blocked Fang Qingyun's way of trying to make things difficult: "Sorry, according to the bet, I won't bother you anymore next time."

This caught Fang Qingyun off guard. He had not expected Ge Bulin to admit his mistake. He looked up to such a bachelor. Considering that he did not have a deep foundation in this world, giving people a way out could win their favor. On the other hand, he had been taught to forgive others when he could. Fang Qingyun weighed the pros and cons and made a decision.

Fang Qingyun immediately supported Ge Bulin, hesitated for a moment and chose to put his arm around Ge Bulin's shoulder without any grudge: "We are all brothers, this kind of thing is just a joke, I can't really let you do this, just treat it as making friends."

Meyer looked very touched and hugged Fang Qingyun tightly: "I was wrong. Your qualities prove that you are a true noble."

Don't insult me ​​by using nobility as an excuse. I don't think highly of that stuff, Fang Qingyun complained in his heart. He was very disdainful of Meyer, but on the surface he still laughed with Meyer.

Chapter 23: We will eventually become people we don’t like

Meyer hated him secretly in his heart, just wait, I will find someone to beat you up. But on the surface, he acted like a good brother and began to introduce people in the aristocratic circle to Fang Qingyun one by one.

Fang Qingyun's original body didn't know many people in the aristocratic circle, so this actually helped him a lot.

He shook hands with several nobles one by one. They all politely praised Fang Qingyun for his good fighting skills, while Fang Qingyun's attention was basically focused on the entourage behind these nobles.

Until he held a cold little hand.

He lowered his head slightly and saw a senior student in front of him who was obviously a head shorter than him. Fang Qingyun was stunned for a moment. He should be a freshman, so how could there be a student who looked younger than him?

And her teeth... Fang Qingyun saw her two slightly sharp fangs and had some guesses in his mind.

Katelin seemed to see the question in Fang Qingyun's eyes about her shortness, and she felt a little unhappy, but for the sake of those undead cards, she took the initiative to introduce herself: "Hello, junior, I am Katelin, a junior."

She emphasized the word "senior sister" very much, how could Fang Qingyun not hear her hint? Thinking that his inner thoughts were exposed, he followed suit and called out, "Senior sister"

Catherine's appearance was exactly what he imagined, that kind of vampire with white hair and red eyes, wearing a red and white Lolita princess dress with a bunch of red highlights in the middle of her hair, small leather boots on her legs, lace stockings and black and white leg rings, and the gorgeous headdress she was wearing really gave Fang Qingyun a very stunning feeling.

It's just that a certain part is quite regrettable, but Fang Qingyun is still quite philanthropic, or maybe he's just simply lustful.

"As you can see, I'm a vampire," Katerin said without any hesitation, "I use undead cards. Your cards look good. I want to buy three from you." Katerin went straight to the point. She just wanted to buy those cards as soon as possible.

Originally, she only had her eyes on the [Ammunition Transporter]. With a slight modification to the card, by replacing the zombie race in the given card with the undead race, she could directly add it to her deck. Later, the [Medical Transporter] and [Bloodthirsty Melee Zombie] that Fang Qingyun showed her also met her requirements. The undead and bloodsucking properties just fit her deck perfectly, allowing her to play a good combination.

Fang Qingyun, who was stunned by the sudden question, calmed down. After careful consideration, he felt that this deal could be done. On the one hand, he had no source of income now. His cheap aristocratic family only paid his tuition, and the remaining liquid funds were only enough for his normal expenses for about a year, not to mention the various self-defense props he would need to prepare for his internship outside the school later.

That was a large-scale social practice, equivalent to a real-life Dungeons & Dragons game. One had to bring a lot of things, including self-defense equipment. Fang Qingyun estimated that he would have to pay for at least another year's living expenses.

His wallet is not so tight now, but it is getting thinner day by day.

Let's make a deal now and try to earn enough money to pay for tuition fees for the next few years. Otherwise, I'll have to sleep on the streets. Anyway, these cards can be made again, but 900 memory fragments each is a bit expensive.

Fang Qingyun had made up his mind and agreed to Catherine's invitation. Unfortunately, he knew nothing about selling cards. When Catherine asked him the price, he was stumped. If he quoted too high, he would not be able to do the business and might even offend people. If he quoted too low, he would suffer a huge loss.

The key point is that he is still weak in this business at the moment. He urgently needs money to ensure his future life. He can't let this customer go now, but he can't be too anxious, otherwise he will just raise the price casually.

Fang Qingyun thought about it and his bottom line was to add up the three cards to calculate five years of living expenses. Not ruling out the possibility of bargaining on the other side, he estimated his own consumption and quoted a price equivalent to ten years of his living expenses.

Anyway, we can talk about it again. It’s not like I’m not stopping you from bargaining.

When Katerin heard the price, her first reaction was shock, not because the price was too high, but because... this price was simply charity.

Without much thought, Catherine happily agreed, without any aristocratic expression of emotion. She left behind a sum of money equivalent to Fang Qingyun's living expenses for thirty years, and went back excitedly with the copy codes of the three cards to make her own cards.

This generous behavior made Fang Qingyun stunned. On the one hand, Katerin acted too "naive" so that Fang Qingyun felt she was out of touch. On the other hand... Fang Qingyun looked at the consumption card that Katerin stuffed into his hand.

She wouldn't think it was a card that would be used as ten years' living expenses...

It looks like I still sold it at a loss, but fortunately the cards were not taken away.

Katerin only took away the copy codes of three cards, and Fang Qingyun didn't know how she saw them. It was said that this thing could only be seen with the permission of its holder.

The copy code is to cards what DNA is to humans. With the copy code, you can create cards with the same effects, but the card faces will be different.

In other words, the card race, effects, etc. will be the same, but the name and card appearance will change significantly.

Maybe this card was still a gun-wielding zombie in Fang Qingyun's hand, but after Catherine made it, it turned into a young vampire.

One thing is certain, no matter what, Fang Qingyun will not sell his sister card for money, even if it is just to sell the copy code. This is the bottom line that cannot be crossed. It gives him the illusion of forcing a good woman into prostitution, which makes him very disgusted.

Meyer breathed a sigh of relief as he watched Fang Qingyun and Catherine chatting animatedly. His goal was achieved: as long as he could pull Fang Qingyun into the aristocratic circle, this duel would become a duel between aristocrats. Cheating and breaking the rules would not be a big deal as they were all family matters. But if Fang Qingyun remained a commoner in the end, Meyer's reputation would be ruined.

Other nobles wouldn't mind hiring a few bards or tabloid reporters to "exaggerate" him so that everyone would know about it and show off.

He has never fought against the bullying of the weak, so what kind of villain is this in a cool novel?

The contest between the two smiling tigers came to an end with neither of them seeing through the other's hidden nature.

Meyer should be the strongest person in this group. Fang Qingyun roughly estimated that, not counting Katerin's card group, her deck was seriously overflowing with spells. Generally, the ratio of spells to minion cards was about 1:2, which means that in a deck of thirty cards, there were about ten spells.

Unless it is a special deck, such as a deck with all spells relying on spell suppression, or only two core minions to form an OTK, that is, killing the opponent in one round.

Most of Katerin's deck is probably made up of spell cards, and the fact that she doesn't accept other people's challenges in her third year is proof of that. On the other hand, she has retaken all of her classes... When she has a complete deck, that will probably be the time for her to go on a killing spree in her third year.

Although Fang Qingyun didn't understand the technical content of this match with Meyer, Teacher Schmeisser still gave a very high evaluation after watching the match.

The Meyer group is a mindless fast attack. Use whatever you draw and play cards according to the cost. If two Meyers meet each other, there will be no psychological games or traps. It just depends on who goes first and who is not stuck.

Fang Qingyun himself was not much better, he simply played monsters according to the mana, and his victory was entirely due to the opponent's confusion. His deck had no winning points, and he relied entirely on suppressing the opponent's situation to deal damage. He even made mistakes because of greed, and it was only because Meyer didn't catch his weakness, otherwise he would never have won so easily.

After reflecting on it, Fang Qingyun felt that he still had to put in a few spell cards. Now that he didn't have any minion cards that could raid or charge, normal minion cards would often only take effect in the next round after they were played, but spell cards were not that troublesome.

In addition, the deck also needs to include cards for drawing cards. Now it is a five-cost game, and there are only ten cards in the deck, so drawing cards is unnecessary. But if it is a ten-cost game, and the deck has thirty cards, it is simply wishful thinking to expect to draw a card each turn to keep the hand full.

The gambling fight was over for the time being. Fang Qingyun got to know some new people in the aristocratic circle. Under Meyer's leadership, Fang Qingyun felt like a monkey as he met everyone one by one. To put it more tactfully, it was like a gangster getting to know the big guys from all sides before doing business, only to find out that they were all up to no good.

After the matter was over, Fang Qingyun returned to the dormitory with his deck and found that his dormitory had been refurbished with new beds and furniture. The only valuable item worth stealing was a mirror, which was replaced with a huge full-length mirror. Now Fang Qingyun could look at his back without standing on the bed.

It seems that this was arranged by Meyer. Nobles must have noble rooms. If others came to see Fang Qingyun's room and found it was still so shabby, they would inevitably doubt his identity, and Meyer's own reputation would be ruined.

Fang Qingyun was not worried that the Book of Destiny would be taken away. It was blank to everyone else anyway. It seemed that only Fang Qingyun could see the words on the Book of Destiny. What's more, it had built-in anti-loss function. If it was really lost one day, Fang Qingyun was more inclined to let the Book of Destiny fly out for a walk by itself.

Fang Qingyun checked around and searched carefully for any extra magical equipment. Fortunately, they were all very well-behaved and did not install any surveillance equipment. He lay down on the bed, stuffed the deck back into the Grimoire of Fate for storage, and prepared for tonight's dream plane adventure.

The Magic Book of Destiny vibrated and Fang Qingyun jumped up. This kind of vibration was unprecedented. He opened the Magic Book of Destiny and words began to appear on it.

[When exploring a world, you can choose a minion card as your possessed body. The reward is that you can obtain all the combat skills of the minion, and you can also use the minion's body. Depending on the degree of compatibility between the body and the world, you can obtain different memory fragment acquisition rates.]

Using the follower's body is not very attractive, but being able to obtain the follower's fighting skills is indeed of great use to the opponent Qingyun.

What Fang Qingyun needs most now is shooting skills. His shooting skills are really poor. The only gun that can hit the target is the shotgun. Other guns will shake if held for a while. Firing one or two shots may not cause much error, but if you want to control the gun, you'd better save your effort.

"Then if I use the body of the Ammunition Transporter, what will be the multiplier for my memory fragments?" Fang Qingyun asked this question. The Ammunition Transporter must have better weapons and more ammunition at the beginning, but if Fang Qingyun finds that the multiplier for memory fragments has become 10% of the original after killing everyone, he would rather use his original body.

[Compared to the original body, it has better qualities, -10%, in line with the world view +30%, the final calculation result is 1.2 times the original]

Chapter 24: I will attack as a Gundam

Is the ammunition carrier's physical fitness really better than Fang Qingyun himself? Fang Qingyun has a negative attitude towards this. Although the ammunition carrier has better weapons, his body is too fragile. Fang Qingyun still remembers that he was crushed by four punches. With this physical fitness, I'm afraid that he would be hit in the chest by a larger caliber bullet, and his arms and legs would be torn in half by the power of the gun.

By the way... after becoming a zombie, won't there be any psychological changes? Won't there be psychological diseases caused by psychological dislocation? Fang Qingyun told the Destiny Magic Book all his questions, and the Destiny Magic Book quickly responded:

[No, not even your self-perception will change]

Then the problem was solved. Fang Qingyun decided to try transforming into an ammunition transporter when he entered the dream plane at night. After all, zombies would not attract zombies, and if he met the protagonist and his group, he could also try to blend in with them.

If Fang Qingyun's memory was correct, in the game, there was an optional zombie character among the main characters. His background was a British pilot or paratrooper. Although he turned into a zombie, he still retained the ability to think. Except for being allergic to sacred objects, he was the same as a normal person.

Fang Qingyun can also learn from the pilot and explain to the protagonists that he was not controlled during the transformation and his thinking is still normal.

His purpose is very simple, which is to sneak into the protagonist group and educate the shampooer in hell.

In the context of this world, it is obvious that killing the shampooer is the one with the richest rewards, and following the protagonist group to kill the shampooer is the easiest way to kill him. As long as Fang Qingyun successfully infiltrates the protagonist group, he can become a hands-off boss.

As long as the world doesn't change too quickly, for example, during the final attack on the shampooer's empty headquarters, it would be enough to arrange a division of armed guards for the shampooer.

The question now is whether Fang Qingyun should choose the heavy gunner's body for its almost invincible lethality and defense at medium range? After comprehensive consideration, Fang Qingyun gave up this tempting choice.

It is feasible to use the body of an ammunition carrier, because the ammunition carrier is strictly speaking a normal person who is infected, but is equipped with guns and ammunition. Although it is a bit hard to imagine retaining consciousness, it is not impossible.

It is difficult to justify the transformation into a flame monster and a heavy gunner, because these two are synthetic man-made monsters, the same nature as Frankenstein, and were probably made in some flesh and blood factory. Do you expect a brainless creature to suddenly awaken consciousness and betray its creator?

This story is told to the protagonists. The best case scenario for joining the team is to be rejected outright.

There's no need to mention the bad ones.

At night, Fang Qingyun lay on his new bed, covered with a quilt thicker than the rough thing before, and skillfully entered the dream plane.

It is now difficult for him to vomit due to such teleportation, and he won't even feel uncomfortable. Fang Qingyun, who has a strong adaptability to dead bodies and body parts, will no longer feel uncomfortable. He has gotten used to it after seeing it so many times.

To Fang Qingyun, as long as the corpses were not too bizarre in death, they might not be as scary as a rat that suddenly jumped out.

This time the teleportation location was still near the overturned train. The original painter's body was lifeless and lying beside it. The body with the soul extracted had turned into a vegetable-like existence. Now it was just an empty shell. If someone came to do a DNA test, they would definitely be surprised. There were actually two bodies on this train with exactly the same DNA test results.

Although he had been prepared for a long time, Fang Qingyun was still shocked by the huge discomfort when he actually used the zombie's body.

The light grey vision almost made him think he was dead when he first arrived, but Fang Qingyun soon realized that this was the special vision of zombies. All living things would be marked with red outlines, and this vision enhanced his ability to search for enemies. Even a mouse hiding in a corpse and biting it, he could "see" it clearly.

Fang Qingyun looked around and tested his eyesight. The maximum field of vision was about one kilometer, and it could even be magnified by staring. Anything farther away became invisible and turned into complete gray fog.

"It's a 5.0x scope..." Fang Qingyun only hated that he didn't bring a rifle. With the magnification of his current binoculars, he dared to pull the bolt and fight against the opponent. With the vision of these two eyes, wouldn't he be able to cut through the opponent's helmet?

He was wearing a German Wehrmacht uniform and an M35 infantry helmet. On the shoulder straps of the uniform was written "92", which looked like the unit number of the zombie. Was there such a setting in the game? Fang Qingyun recalled it, but he had no impression of it at all. When he was playing the game, he only had his eyes on the head.

The limbs were intact, and there were no external injuries. Fang Qingyun stretched out his hand and touched the corner of his mouth. There was no scary crack, but the skin was an unnatural white, the kind of lifeless pale color like a dead person. Fang Qingyun originally thought that he could see his intestines, and was prepared to explore his intestines. Fortunately, the body was still intact and there was no need for beautification.

Unlike what he imagined, the ammunition transporter did not carry any weapons at first. In order to arm himself, Fang Qingyun had to collect the ammunition scattered near the train. Fortunately, he was now an ammunition transporter, and he had an unimaginable sensitivity to ammunition and weapons, and he quickly collected a large bag of ammunition.

He felt nothing when carrying this large bag of ammunition that could affect his center of gravity. However, it greatly affected his balance when he walked, and Fang Qingyun almost fell backwards several times.

In order to ensure his center of gravity was stable, Fang Qingyun removed an MG42 general-purpose machine gun from the top of the train. The -kilogram machine gun with a bipod could effectively pull his center of gravity back.

This heavy weapon was as light as a feather in Fang Qingyun's hand. Fang Qingyun even tried to imitate Rambo, holding the machine gun and firing with one hand, and feeding the ammunition belt with the other hand. It was still incredibly steady, without even moving the crosshairs. It was so fun to shoot, and a general-purpose machine gun could hit the same point as a laser gun.

Fang Qingyun tried to turn around and shoot, and turned left and right to draw the gun. These were beyond Fang Qingyun's expectations. This body had no movement delay or reaction delay, and was as stable as the original one. Fang Qingyun thought that since he had replaced his zombie body, his reaction would definitely be a little slow, but he didn't expect it to be so fast.

When he put on this body, the combat experience of this body was also transmitted to Fang Qingyun's mind. Now he can skillfully use these old guns from World War II. Except for the pistol which still has some operational problems, the other guns are at his fingertips. Now he can be said to be a veteran at least in terms of operation. Finding cover and hiding from artillery fire have become conditioned reflexes.

However, he did not have the awareness of a veteran soldier who knew how to deal with the enemy to avoid losses when he saw it. He only knew what to use to blow up the target and ignored how many people would be killed.

Aryan is a superman, a five-star OB, a walking shooter, and a MG. If the two zombies Fang Qingyun encountered at that time were of this level, Fang Qingyun would have lost at least five lives in that room. Why were the two zombies in such a state? They were so fragile that an adult could kill them alone?

In fact, this is the standard level for programmed zombies. As for why those zombies made so many mistakes at that time, Fang Qingyun later realized that it was his own fault.

Let's put aside the previous question. A new question has come up. Now that we have packed up our things, where should we go? Fang Qingyun didn't know where the plot was, let alone whether the plots he was familiar with had been changed. After all, there were no set zombies in the game, and there was no Aryan super zombie holding an MG42. That was an enemy from the previous generation.

What's more, he didn't even know where he was now, and there were no zombies around. If there were, Fang Qingyun would have planned to try to ask for directions.