69novels Chapter 166 The tentacle card has evolved again, soiling the professor's stockings.
Chapter 166 The tentacle card has evolved again, soiling the professor's stockings.
Chapter 167 The tentacle card has evolved again, soiling the professor's stockings.
Kang Ping's smiling face immediately transformed into one of flattery and surprise.
"Vice President, you flatter me. If the association doesn't mind, I'm always willing to contribute my efforts."
Kang Ping spoke with great enthusiasm, "I have actually been paying close attention to the development of the Card Masters Association and have been quietly responding to the association's various promotional directives."
"Very good, very good."
Vice President Zhao's smile deepened. "If Professor Kangping is interested, we can discuss it in detail later. I also hope that talents like Professor Kangping can participate more in the management of the Card Masters Association."
"It's my pleasure!"
The two exchanged a smile, the atmosphere both harmonious and greasy.
Zhang Qingzhe lowered his eyelids, scrutinizing the disgusting scene.
Kang Ping's injuries healed too quickly, which made him feel very strange.
It seemed quite strange that this arrogant Vice President Zhao would show him such favor from the very beginning.
These two things together make it seem even more suspicious.
With his keen senses, he detected a discordant atmosphere, but couldn't grasp any specific clues.
It's like looking at something through frosted glass; you can see a shadowy figure there, but you can't make out the specific person.
Vice President Zhao's previously gloomy expression had now cleared up.
He and Kang Ping exchanged a few more loud words before reluctantly moving on to the next "school of thought".
Kang Ping stayed where he was, straightened his suit, and a pleased smile played on his lips.
His gaze swept across the office, lingering on Xia Qiwei's profile for a moment before sweeping ominously over Zhang Qingzhe. Finally, he calmly accepted the polite congratulations from his colleagues: "Professor Kang Ping, that's incredible! You've actually gained the favor of Vice President Zhao."
"Professor Kangping, if you get promoted in the future, don't forget to help us out!"
"Professor Kang Ping, this is truly a blessing in disguise. I never expected that at this age, you could still increase your [Magic Circuit]."
Kang Ping laughed smugly, "Everyone, you flatter me! We're all colleagues, so we can easily discuss things in the future!"
The strange feeling in Zhang Qingzhe's heart lingered.
Something must have happened to Kang Ping, and the arrival and favor shown by Vice President Zhao is probably not just out of appreciation for talent!
The water seemed much deeper than it appeared on the surface.
Xia Qiwei's movements were incredibly fast.
The day after Vice President Zhao's inspection, she efficiently packed her personal belongings and moved them directly into the laboratory, which was not yet fully renovated.
Zhang Qingzhe naturally followed.
After all, he is Professor Shakira's only "beloved student" at present.
A few days later, in the afternoon, Zhang Qingzhe was the only one in the laboratory.
Xia Qiwei went to class, and the laboratory was somewhat empty.
The beam of light shining in at an angle illuminated the worktable.
He was guarding a half-finished [healing card].
The pale green, intricate patterns spread across the cardstock, but appeared somewhat sluggish at several key points.
Failure, failure, yet another failure.
Zhang Qingzhe put down the quill pen in his hand.
The remaining magic essence from the pen tip dispersed in the air.
This is the third attempt he's made today, and the material costs alone will cost tens of thousands of yuan.
Fortunately, Xia Qiwei now has an independent laboratory and can formally apply for project funding.
Zhang Qingzhe breathed a sigh of relief. With the school reimbursing part of the expenses, he wouldn't have to worry too much about his wallet.
However, this did not alleviate the sense of frustration at the moment.
The treatment card is too high.
With his skill level as a trainee card maker, he always seemed to be just a little short of being able to consistently produce qualified products.
Zhang Qingzhe pondered for a while.
I feel I should change my approach. Maybe I should first advance to the rank of [Formal Card Master] before tackling this problem.
The light outside the window gradually turned orange-yellow, and the day slipped away in failure.
Zhang Qingzhe leaned back in his chair, silently staring at the ceiling.
After a while, in order to change his mood, he took out the [Old Tentacle] from his [Card Pack].
This is the most interesting card he's ever had!
What makes it interesting is how he takes it out every time.
Su Nianxi would clench her thighs together, and the muscles in her lower abdomen would twitch, meowing like a kitten, "Brother, no."
Zhang Qingzhe smiled and carefully examined the card.
The card is a deep, dark purple with indescribable patterns swirling around it, making one feel uneasy just by looking at it.
He carefully infused a wisp of magic, activating the card once more.
The card suddenly cracked open, revealing a purple fissure.
The inside of the crevice was an impenetrable darkness, with a faint, indescribable wriggling sensation emanating from it.
The next second, countless purplish-black tentacles surged out in a rush.
They vary in size, some as thin as a finger, others as thick as an arm, and their surfaces are covered with slippery slime and a few suckers.
The tentacles seemed aimless, tangling haphazardly in the laboratory.
A beaker was swept to the ground, making a crisp cracking sound.
Several discarded design sketches were swept into the air and torn to pieces.
Zhang Qingzhe stood up instinctively and immediately felt a chill run down his spine.
There seem to be more of these things, and they've gotten thicker.
No wonder Su Nianxi was always so scared.
Several slender tentacles reached onto the worktable, where the failed [healing cards] lay.
They hastily rolled up the cards and quickly retreated into the spatial rift.
The darkness inside the crack surged like mist.
Immediately afterwards, an ominous deep purple light burst forth from the depths of the crack, like the gaze of some kind of creature.
Before Zhang Qingzhe could figure out what was going on, the scene before him suddenly changed.
The tips of several waving tentacles suddenly began to twist and swell violently!
The surface mucus hardened rapidly, and its color changed to a dark red, carapace-like texture.
The tips began to fork and deform, and after a few teeth-grinding "snap" sounds, they turned into several lifelike crab claws!
The pincers opened and closed repeatedly, making a soft "click" sound, and combined with the tentacles at the rear to form an absurd creature.
Zhang Qingzhe was completely stunned and didn't know how to react for a moment.
This goes beyond any textbook description of summoning cards.
He watched as one tentacle, adorned with crab claws, awkwardly tried to pick up a trash can from the ground, while the other opened and closed its claws aimlessly, as if performing a drumbeat.
If it were an ordinary person, they would have already screamed and run away.
But Zhang Qingzhe remained calm and carefully observed the creature.
As the initial sense of absurdity gradually faded, a peculiar realization slowly surfaced in my mind.
These tentacles seemed to "devour" the healing cards that contained the failed "loop".
Then—some strange mutation occurred!
The characteristics of the [Healing Card] are "Growth" and "Reorganization".
When it was integrated into the tentacles, some of its properties were distorted and interpreted, giving rise to a bizarre outer shell.
Zhang Qingzhe's heartbeat quickened slightly.
He boldly reached out and touched the hard pincers, which felt a lot like the exoskeleton of a steel-boned bull.
Zhang Qingzhe nodded.
Looks like I've struck gold again; these pliers are much better than the tentacles.
Just then, the heavy iron gate was pushed open.
Xia Qiwei walked in carrying several documents.
She had just finished a day's work and was still wearing a formal coat. Her long legs were encased in black stockings, and her high heels made a clear sound as they clicked on the floor.
She didn't even have time to look up and see what was going on inside, and just said habitually, "I'm back, quickly give Master a shoulder massage."
The next second—
The tentacles and mutated crab claws that had been lingering near Zhang Qingzhe turned toward the door as if they had smelled a new target.
Several slippery tentacles suddenly shot out and quickly wrapped around Xia Qiwei's right leg as she entered the room.
The cool touch came through the stockings, and the suction cups clung tightly to the delicate skin of my calves, even creeping upwards with ill intent.
There was also a tentacle with a crab claw attached, waving its dark red pincers, trying to clamp the hem of her suit jacket, the fabric being pulled and making a slight ripping sound.
Xia Qiwei stood frozen at the doorway.
Her violet eyes widened slightly, her gaze shifting from the wriggling things on her legs to Zhang Qingzhe's stunned face inside, before sweeping over the messy floor.
The surprise lasted only a very brief moment.
Immediately, her beautiful eyebrows furrowed slightly, and a clear hint of displeasure appeared in her eyes.
"Honestly—not a single thing is easy for me."
Xia Qiwei muttered to herself as she reached for the card holder behind her waist.
Then, he pulled out a [Fireball Card] from between his fingers.
A surge of magical energy began to gather at her fingertips, and the temperature of the air suddenly rose by several degrees.
The patterns on the card glowed with a scorching red light, casting a dangerous sheen on her fair cheeks.
"Professor, don't set off fireballs here!" Zhang Qingzhe shouted.
But just before the scorching magical energy was about to erupt—
The tentacles wrapped around her legs seemed to sense a deadly threat.
They retreated back into the spatial rift with a "whoosh" at an even faster speed than when they surged out.
The crack suddenly closed, and several slow-reacting crab claws were unfortunately snapped off.
The laboratory returned to silence, leaving only the lingering smell of burning heat in the air and a few wet, slimy patches on the floor.
Xia Qiwei quickly closed the door and looked down at the few tiny tears in her stockings.
She breathed a sigh of relief, looking at her traitorous disciple with some displeasure, wondering how she was going to go out later.
While I was in the lab with my apprentice, my stockings got torn and ripped, and they were covered in a strange slime.
If a colleague sees this, how should I explain it?
Zhang Qingzhe gave her an awkward smile. "Professor, thank goodness you came back in time."
"You—" Xia Qiwei gritted her teeth.
She really wanted this guy to take responsibility for her, but in the end she didn't say it.
"I'm warning you, don't use these weird cards until you're in control."
Xia Qiwei sat down in the swivel chair, bending down to adjust her black stockings. "If I hadn't stopped them in time, things might have gotten really messy—"
Zhang Qingzhe nodded slightly, his face showing an expression of humility and acceptance.
"I understand, Professor. I'll be more careful next time."
He answered very sincerely, but what he was thinking was something else entirely.
That mutation was so interesting!
If one can grasp the principles of mutation, one's strength will definitely increase significantly.
It seems my next route option should be—
First, raise your skill level to [Formal Card Master].
Second, continue researching the [Treatment Cards].
Third, we need to find the principles behind the mutations.
Once he achieved these three goals, Zhang Qingzhe felt he could reach the rank of [Grand Card Master].
A few days later, at lunchtime, the Witch's Cafeteria was filled with steam, the aroma of herbal soup, and the screams of a cabbage chasing after a classmate.
Students in various college uniforms gathered together, their laughter and the clinking of cutlery creating a background sound.
Zhang Qingzhe found Wang Dong in his usual spot by the window.
"Here! Sell all the new [Shield Cards] for me." Zhang Qingzhe pushed a stack of cards with a pale gold luster across the table.
Wang Dong's eyes lit up. He picked up the card, held it up to the light, examined the pattern carefully, and nodded in satisfaction.
"Your card-making skills are getting better and better. Don't worry! I'm already famous in the industry. As soon as I send out a message, people will come to order in no time."
"Okay! That's good."
Wang Dong took a [card pack] and put the [shield card] inside.
"You've struck it rich!" Zhang Qingzhe joked.
"Hey! These are all cheap stuff, just for storage. They can't compare to yours, which even has automatically pop-out clips."
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Wang Dong chuckled, then took out his phone and tapped it a few times. "I'll transfer the money from those cards last time to you now."
Zhang Qingzhe's phone vibrated slightly.
He clicked on the bank notification, and the number on the screen made him pause slightly: 12000 yuan transferred in.
This was much more than he had expected.
It seems that Wang Dong is reselling it at a higher price than he quoted to himself.
"And what about yours?" Zhang Qingzhe asked.
"You don't need to worry about my share. I'll charge the market rate as a commission. Hehe, just make sure you don't earn less." Wang Dong revealed a shrewd businessman's smile.
"Thanks!" Zhang Qingzhe nodded.
Just then, two familiar figures walked briskly through the crowded passageway toward them.
Lin Wan's healthy, wheat-colored skin glowed with vibrant light under the bright lamplight.
Her dark eyes scanned her surroundings with a lively gaze, and her slightly wavy chestnut hair bounced over her shoulders.
Today, she even adorned her uniform with a lot of mystical accessories, dressing up like a little witch.
However, its style is a bit rougher than its sister's—wild animal teeth, dried medicine pouches, and bone fragments engraved with hunting runes.
She exudes a beauty that lies somewhere between a city girl and a mountain hunter.
Following half a step behind Lin Wan was her best friend, Ai Ruosu.
Her presence was completely different.
Even in a loose-fitting sports jacket, you can still see the smooth and firm muscle lines on his shoulders, back, and arms.
He was also a head taller than Lin Wan, and his gait was so steady it was almost rigid.
Despite being a witch, her face was exceptionally exquisite.
But those gray eyes were completely emotionless, as if they were made of glass.
"cousin!"
Lin Wan saw Zhang Qingzhe, and her eyes curved into crescents.
She naturally sat down next to Zhang Qingzhe, forcefully pushing Wang Dong out of the way.