Chapter 251: 0251 You are just a Card Maker_1
Upon arrival, although the exterior resembled a regular logistics company, many people working inside cast furtive glances at Wen Jiang.
Wen Jiang saw the young man, Dejie, speaking to a woman with a scar on her left cheek. When the woman looked over at Wen Jiang, a flicker of interest showed in her eyes.
They were far away and speaking the local Ceylon language, assuming Wen Jiang wouldn’t understand.
"Is that her?"
Dejie nodded. "Yes, she started asking me for information as soon as she got in the car."
A hint of scorn touched the woman’s eyes. "If she were smart, she wouldn’t be so impulsive. Alright, leave the rest to us."
If I weren’t impulsive, would you have taken the bait? Wen Jiang thought.
Dejie nodded, approached Wen Jiang, and, in his poor Xi Zhou language, pointed to the slowly approaching woman. "Her name is Karin, the person in charge here. You can ask her if you need anything."
After speaking, he paused, looking at Wen Jiang with a covert and expectant gaze. After all, Wen Jiang had promised a 200 Ceylon Currency tip for bringing her here.
Wen Jiang nodded. "Got it. You can leave now."
You had your chance and didn’t take it. Now you want to harm someone? Not getting slapped by me is already lenient.
Dejie was speechless.
Zero Egg: "...HAHAHA, Host, you’re always so unscrupulous!"
Dejie saw Wen Jiang was genuinely feigning ignorance and withholding the money. As he turned away, he glared at her. After all, Wen Jiang was a Spirit Card Master, and he, an ordinary person, didn’t dare provoke her. He could only curse her under his breath.
The woman named Karin approached. She was tall but not skinny; her body was sturdy and muscular, exuding a sense of power. Her brown eyes were sharp like a tiger’s, and the scar on her left cheek was a shallow line, as if someone had carelessly sliced across her face.
She said only one sentence in fluent Xi Zhou language, "Follow me."
Wen Jiang followed her.
The company’s layout was straightforward. It led to an office-like room that also contained a large card-making area.
Karin even produced what appeared to be a registration form. "Helena? You’re an A-Level Spirit Card Master?"
The Fiends had an organized network; finding such information wasn’t difficult for them. Wen Jiang feigned a flicker of surprise before quickly composing herself. "Yes."
Her reaction did not escape Karin’s eyes. If this Helena were smart, she wouldn’t have come alone to brave the Ceylon Cemetery, Karin sneered inwardly. Even an A-Level Spirit Card Master can’t stir up much trouble here.
"Are you applying to be our Spirit Card Master?"
The Sixth Division had posted the information online, so it wasn’t strange that Helena knew. Karin propped her legs up on the table and lifted her chin in an overtly arrogant pose. "I want to see your previous work."
Wen Jiang was well-prepared. She pulled out three B-Rank cards unseen on the market. Two were beast cards, and one was a B-Level Dual-Change Card. In terms of raw power, it couldn’t compare to the Demon Race cards she had created; she’d made this one purely to get Karin to take the bait.
For this purpose, she deliberately presented that card. "This is a B-Level Dual-Change Card."
Her tone carried a subtle pride.
Indeed, upon seeing the Dual-Change Card, Karin’s eyes narrowed slightly.
Dual-Change Cards were still relatively rare on the market. Everyone knew that since their origin in Yunxia, many low-level Dual-Change Cards had begun to appear worldwide. In Yunxia, it was said that these cards were already evolving into various types.
The Dual-Change Card Wen Jiang had crafted fully embraced the typical Xi Zhou style: its normal form was a blond man, while its other form was a green, rotting zombie. It was, simply put, a basic zombie card.
However, the ability to create a Dual-Change Card already proved Helena possessed a certain level of understanding.
Karin stood up, went to the Card Making Pool, and unceremoniously requested, "Transfer it to me for a look."
Wen Jiang showed a hint of hesitation but still transferred it to Karin.
Karin, possessing a fair bit of discernment, was obviously disappointed after inspecting its strength. The card was novel, but its strength was merely average. It was normal for someone of her A-Level caliber to find it unimpressive. In its human state, the card could enhance other cards’ combat power. In its zombie form, it could fight independently. As an auxiliary-attack Dual-Change Card, it indeed met the basic requirements.
Helena does have some talent, Karin conceded internally.
She scanned Wen Jiang from head to toe and then inquired, "You only make B-Rank Cards?"
Of course, A-Rank Cards weren’t easy to make, and there were few A-Level Card Makers on the market. Wen Jiang, who casually crafted them for amusement, was a unique case in the world.
Karin didn’t hold out much hope.
Wen Jiang’s face showed a hint of hesitation, then she said, "I have one A-Rank Card."
Only then did Karin show a trace of surprise.
Being able to make A-Rank Cards already marked one as a very decent Card Maker. Seeing the hesitation on Wen Jiang’s face, Karin didn’t immediately demand she transfer the A-Rank Card as well. After all, while she could dismiss the B-Level card as low-grade and beneath her A-Level standards, demanding to see an A-Rank Card would be like trying to steal someone’s trump card—unethical.
Even though the people of Ceylon City weren’t exactly ethical, some rules still had to be followed. Otherwise, who would apply to their department in the future?
Karin simply asked the crucial question, "You, someone from Sanctuary, didn’t go to the local Card Association but came to Ceylon City to be a Card Maker?"
Wen Jiang bit her lower lip. Her eyes reflected three parts coldness, three parts sorrow, and four parts determination as she finally said, "I have my reasons."
Zero Egg exclaimed, "Nice, Host! With acting skills like that, not giving you a perfect score would be an insult to the audience!"
How can a Host be such a natural actor?!
Of course, Karin knew Helena’s supposed reason, she thought. She was looking for her brother who had disappeared in the Ceylon Cemetery. Naturally, she’d try every way to find clues. Connecting with the Sixth Division was a quick method, but that didn’t mean Karin trusted her. Karin didn’t trust her, worried she might be an undercover agent from elsewhere, but having a clear, stated reason made her easier to manage.
Karin considered many possibilities, but it never occurred to her that the person standing before her was purely there to deliver a crushing defeat from an entirely different league.
Karin scoffed, not bothering with superfluous questions, and simply said, "You can join us, but all proprietary rights to the cards you create will belong to us. If your cards become popular, we’ll naturally give you a cut. Additionally, the base salary is 100,000 Ceylon Currency per month, with food and accommodation included. However, you must produce at least one B-Rank Card of decent quality every six months. If you make an A-Rank Card, you’ll receive a substantial bonus. What do you think?"
The compensation for an A-Level Spirit Card Master wasn’t low, and Ceylon City adhered to these standards. One B-Rank Card every six months was the minimum requirement; "decent quality," however, was subjective.
Wen Jiang did not refuse. "Acceptable."
"Welcome to our Sixth Division." Karin narrowed her eyes, suddenly leaned close to Wen Jiang, and whispered, "I have only one requirement for you: in Ceylon City, no matter what you see, remember your identity. You are just a Card Maker."