The script for the second episode of Copper's "The Legend of Master Shi" had finally been completed, which meant that Chen Mu would have to spend most of his time every day making card plays.
Although he didn't know how advanced the perceptual training method recorded in that mysterious card was, Chen Mu could clearly feel that his perception had advanced by leaps and bounds those past few days.
Where did this card come from?
That had always been the biggest question in Chen Mu's mind.
This magical perceptual training method didn't even have a name on it. It was simply written: Perceptual Training Method.
The biggest benefit of the increase in perception was that he could make more fantasy cards every day.
Now, his daily output had doubled, and this was only the result of using the new perceptual training method for a month. How could he not be overjoyed?
With the encouragement of practical results, he became more diligent in his training.
Even when he was making the card play, he kept training every day.
The card play with the second installment of "The Legend of Master Shi" was selling very well, and because the market was still in short supply, Copper once again raised the price.
Apart from making the card play, Chen Mu hadn't put any thought into the matter, and he was almost too lazy to pay attention to it.
All his thoughts were spent on the training of his perception.
Because of his improved perception, Chen Mu didn't need to draw on the composition of the token to make a one-star fantasy card that met his requirements.
The two of them discussed it and decided to use the traditional card making structure.
Although this would increase the cost, it was safer. It would be troublesome if they were targeted by others.
The first stage of the perceptual training method required him to be able to spread his perception to five meters away from the body in order to qualify, and Chen Mu could only do three.
The first stage of training was not complicated, but it was a great test of one's willpower.
Chen Mu secretly gave that stage of training a name: The Method of Extreme Training.
Every time he trained, if he didn't push himself to the limit, there would basically be no effect.
This was a kind of training that left no room for tricks.
Fundamentally speaking, perception was a wonderful ability derived from the human spirit.
Therefore, the result of this extreme training was that every time after training, there would be a heart-wrenching pain in his head.
His nerves were like the surface of a drum that had been pulled extremely thin. Even the slightest rustle of grass in his surroundings was like a huge roar in Chen Mu's brain.
Under such circumstances, he couldn't even sleep, let alone do anything else.
He could only wait for it to recover naturally. This period of time was exactly one hour.
For Chen Mu, it had been like hell for an hour.
Other than enduring, he could not think of any other way.
During that hour, Chen Mu was basically counting the seconds.
Speaking of which, it was strange. The timing of the sequelae of the training was so precise that it was like a watch.
Chen Mu couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he thought about it, but he was already used to it.
There were too many unexplainable things about this mysterious card.
For example, of the twelve cards he'd made, it was reasonable to say that the eleven fantasy cards inside were only one-star fantasy cards. So why wasn't this "simple water world" just a virtual image?
Whenever he ran into an unexplainable problem, Chen Mu could only keep it in mind.
He knew that it was just that his level of knowledge was not there yet.
He gently stretched his muscles and bones. He still insisted on doing the exercise every day. Good things needed perseverance.
Just then, Lei Zi came back.
Seeing Chen Mu doing all those weird things, he had long since gotten used to it.
He sat down on the sofa and waved the thing in his hand.
"Low-Grade Fantasy Card Club, Blockhead, interested?"
Chen Mu didn't pay attention to him. Although he was a lot more familiar with those movements than he had been before, it was all based on one breath. If he spoke, the breath would slacken, which would make it easier to get hurt.
He did the exercise exercises methodically, not even looking at Lei Zi in the eye, not to mention answering.
Lei Zi didn't think it was disrespectful. If Chen Mu had opened his mouth to speak, he reckoned he would have been startled.
After finishing the set, Chen Mu was sweating all over, but he felt extremely comfortable.
Taking the thing in Lei Zi's hand, he asked as he looked at it, "Low-Grade Fantasy Card Club?
What does it do? "
Lei Zi sat up straight and stopped joking around, "I've heard of this club.
I thought it would be useful for you, and I saw them recruiting members on the street, so I conveniently gave you an application form. "
"What do you mean?" Chen Mu asked curiously.
Although Lei Zi wasn't usually serious, he was extremely serious and cautious when it came to important matters.
And in terms of social experience, Lei Zi was a lot stronger than Chen Mu. If he thought it would be useful, then eight or nine out of ten would really be useful.
Lei Zi explained, "The history of the low-grade fantasy card club isn't that long, probably only about five years.
But it's very famous in card play circles.
The members they recruit are all good at making low-grade fantasy cards, and there's no lack of aces.
Low-grade fantasy cards are generally used in card plays and advertisements, and as far as I know, some of the club's members are rather famous fantasy card advertising masters and card play producers.
They have regular exchanges, not only to exchange what they've learned, but also to exchange information about the industry. "
He lifted his head to look at Chen Mu, and seeing that he was listening attentively, he continued, "Although I'm not familiar with card making, I still feel that I should communicate with others.
That would be a great help to your level of card making. "
"Besides," Lei Zi added, "it would be easy for you to get a foothold there, given your strength.
You'll have to make a living, and that's a way out.
Having more ways isn't a bad thing. "
Nodding in agreement with what Lei Zi had said, Chen Mu asked, "How do I join?"
"You can just make a one-star fantasy card, or you can just take that fiery dragon fantasy card of yours and send it over.
But don't make it too eye-catching.
It wouldn't be good to stir up any trouble. "Lei Zi reminded Chen Mu.
"Oh, then I'd better make a new one."
As soon as he said it, Chen Mu immediately got to work.
After a while, he had completed a new one-star fantasy card.
That fantasy card could emit the illusion of a goldfish, which was extremely lifelike and exquisite, with the goldfish's flowing posture full of life and spirituality.
That fantasy card didn't use the token composition, which Chen Mu had paid particular attention to since what Lei Zi had said to him last time.
Lei Zi helped Chen Mu fill out the application form for joining, and mailed it along with the goldfish fantasy card.
Zuo Tingyi had been very busy lately, and with such a big thing happening at the school, the higher-ups were a lot stricter with the disciplinary office.
The student who had been killed had been hanging around 'Aragon,' and had suddenly been killed in the street, and 'Aragon' and his gang were all in danger.
They had used all their power to investigate the matter, but hadn't made the least bit of progress.
What was worse was that the student who had been killed had done so many bad things in his daily life, and had so many enemies that they didn't even know where to start investigating.
But it was a good thing that under the influence of the matter, all the usually arrogant guys at the school had all quietened down.
Zuo Tingyi's attention could then be focused on Wang Ze and his gang.
Wang Ze and his gang had been going out a lot lately, and Hong Tao had often been dragged along to be their guide.
Hong Tao was a card artisan, and was more familiar with the surrounding terrain than Zuo Tingyi.
From Hong Tao's mouth, Zuo Tingyi could always easily find out where they were going each time.
He was more and more certain that his father's conjecture wasn't wrong, and that they really had some scheme!
On the map, the area around Eastern Shang-Wei City was covered in a red zone.
That red zone was where Wang Ze and his gang had been each time, and it had almost completely surrounded Eastern Shang-Wei City.
Wang Ze and his gang had practically scouted out all around Eastern Shang-Wei City.
What were they really up to?
Zuo Tingyi's mind was full of doubts.