The Eldrim Cards Legacy - Chapter 223: Why do I need them?

Yang Qing never expected that he would travel to the fairy world, let alone that he would have a chance to travel back.

It’s just that after I came back, I found out that this world is not friendly to cultivation, and it’s a completely degenerated world, so what else can I do?

Part-time work is not allowed, so he can only rely on the rune technology of the fairy world and develop a little black technology to live his life, so his eyes are directly fixed on the moon above his head, where his dream begins!

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The Card Creator is a very ordinary profession. Simply put, the incumbent seals various kinds of abilities, illusions, images and so on in blank cards for convenience of use.

Lu Ming, who initially planned to lead an idle life, had a not-so-boring dream now — He hopes to seal the entire world in the cards.

One still needed to have dreams. What if you could realize them?

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