Chapter 125 Card Maker? Card Maker!

Holding the black card in his hand, Lin Mo's eyes were in a trance.

When he opened his eyes again, it was the Zhou brothers and sisters fighting fiercely with the drunkard.

On the other side, Chu Xiaoxiao held a six-barreled heavy machine gun and fired wildly, holding a lollipop in his mouth that looked like a supply prop.

Surrounded by several giant abyss war shields, the shield array formed perfectly protected Chu Xiaoxiao.

"Rumble"

Countless specially-made machine gun bullets shot out from the black barrel.

Let me play Gatling.

Lin Mo subconsciously squeezed the black card in his hand and sighed inwardly as he looked at the firelight swaying in the air like a heavy rain.

The scene before him left him speechless.

The powerful firepower made the painter with the drawing board on his back move around with his erratic body, without any use at all.

Sure enough, physical exorcism is also exorcism.

At this moment, thinking back to what he had just seen in the strange realm, Lin Mo reacted instantly.

The painter in front of him needs to record the target on the painting through painting, and then he can use his unique trick to kill people according to his own rules.

Rip off the target's head, or paint the target with wounds all over his body, and let all this be embodied through painting.

A very abnormal ability, but unfortunately, Chu Xiaoxiao's powerful offensive made it impossible for him to write.

If the opponent is distracted, he may be shot directly into a dice.

I don’t know what caliber the machine gun’s bullets were, but once it was fired, it didn’t hit the painter.

But it penetrated the wall behind it.

This scene made Lin Mo think of something inexplicably.

You are as ridiculous as your cover.

Just as thoughts were flashing in Lin Mo's heart, the Chu Xiaoxiao in front of him changed again.

Starting from the wrist, an exoskeleton-like armor begins to extend and deform.

Two slender fingers shook slightly, and the card at the fingertips flashed white.

The next moment, a heavy sniper that was far larger than the normal size connected perfectly with her extended exoskeleton frame.

Lin Mo's pupils shrank suddenly, and his jaw was completely shocked by the scene in front of him.

We agreed to be a card maker, but you took out a big sniper with your backhand?

Moreover, if I read it correctly, the big sniper should have been mounted on the puppet's body.

Lin Mo was stunned. Fortunately, he was still worried about Chu Xiaoxiao's safety when he was trapped in the strange realm.

Thinking about it now, he was really worried.

This is the monster cultivated by Tianmao Heavy Industry.

While sighing secretly in his heart, Lin Mo subconsciously wanted Jin Bu to come out to collect the corpses and collect materials.

But after repeatedly looking at the opponent's dark barrel, I felt that this was not necessary.

At this moment, Chu Xiaoxiao, half-kneeling among the ruins, did not notice anyone watching the battle.

She was simmering with anger in her heart now. The old ghost in the shroud and Lin Mo suddenly disappeared.

He wanted to stop him, but he was blocked by the ghost in front of him who was carrying a drawing board.

I have no choice but to think about dealing with the other party first, and then make plans.

However, this damn thing was as slippery as a loach. When the cannon went down, half of the building collapsed, but he didn't even touch it.

Even if she hits one shot, Chu Xiaoxiao can guarantee that the opponent will be torn apart or even completely destroyed.

Unfortunately, this assessment mission may have failed.

Not to mention that more than half of the team members were killed or injured, not a single material was included.

But what can be done? Her card system and combat methods determine that she cannot collect these weird or material materials at all.

Last time, I reluctantly collected some and sent them to the association for appraisal, but they were ruthlessly rejected by the staff on the grounds that they were seriously damaged and could not be repaired.

If it weren't for her grandfather's success, she wouldn't even have to work as a card maker.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. Chu Xiaoxiao breathed a long sigh of relief and managed to keep her mind calm.

It's all because of these ghosts, none of them are still intact after being shot.

"Tianzhi, lock the target. If it escapes, I will replace it for you later."

Chu Xiaoxiao's voice sounded, and the order was issued. A sharp light shone in her eyes as she looked into the scope.

"The target coordinates have been locked, the image transmission is completed, and you can shoot."

Almost as soon as Chu Xiaoxiao finished speaking, the Heavenly Machine made a broadcast, and the mechanical one eye continued to expand and expand, completely locking the figure that was flashing rapidly in the smoke.

The picture was immediately transmitted to the monitor hanging in front of Chu Xiaoxiao, and the coordinates were marked at the same time.

Pulling the trigger, Chu Xiaoxiao's body was shaken backwards by the force as the force from within her body poured out. Under the action of the recoil, Chu Xiaoxiao's body was shaken backwards.

"Bang!"

There was a muffled sound, and the flame from the mouth of the heavy sniper gun flickered. As the bullets shot out quickly, there were layers of air waves in the air that were visible to the naked eye.

"Whoa" the air was torn apart by a brutal force, and a bunch of fire flew into the smoke.

Immediately afterwards, there was a loud "Boom!"

The remaining half of the crumbling building let out a mournful cry before collapsing, bringing even thicker smoke and dust.

In mid-air, a drawing board flew high into the sky and hit the abyss battle shield arranged by Chu Xiaoxiao with a clang.

"Target hit, elimination confirmed, no inclusion value." Tianzhu's intelligent voice sounded, reporting the results of the battle.

"Don't talk nonsense, why is it not worthy of inclusion?"

Chu Xiaoxiao looked at the missing half of the drawing board on the ground and couldn't help but smile. She was on track to pass the assessment this time.

He was a good ghost, he died cleanly, and he also knew how to equip my sister and me.

"Tianzhi, collect this thing so that we can communicate easily after we go out."

Raising his hand and pointing, the Tianxie flew down slowly. After scanning and confirming that there was no problem, long mechanical arms extended from both sides of the Tianxie's bulging body.

Then a huge box was deformed below, and the drawing board was thrown into it.

After the machine operated for a while, a card was slowly spit out from the card slot behind the Tianxie's head.

[Weird Drawing Board (half damaged)]

[Category: Material Card/Prop Card]

[Positioning: Weird System]

[Quality: Purple]

[Star: ★★★]

[Card Skill: Portrait, Painting World]

[Description: High-level material produced by the Weird Secret Realm, with extremely strong plasticity and corresponding card skills attached]

Chu Xiaoxiao has finished dealing with this, and the Zhou brothers and sisters seem to have dealt with it almost the same.

The sister worked hard to hold down the drunkard, and the brother took out the wine gourd and kept pouring wine for the other party.

He made the ghost drunk

One hand raised the big sniper, and the other poured wine for the ghost.

These people don't look like card makers at all.

Lin Mo shook his head secretly, although he was not much better.

[Drunkard]

[Category: Role Card/Material Card]

[Positioning: Weird System]

[Quality: Purple]

[Star Rating: ★★★★★]

[Card Skills: Weird Domain, Nether Wine, Response]

[Description: Weird type secret realm produces high-level cards, with strong plasticity, and corresponding card skills attached]

Later, Lin Mo learned that Zhou Ziyue's master had equipped Zhou Ziyue with a full set of storage cards for a supply gourd like that.

What is a full set? In addition to the one on his wrist, Zhou Ziyue also has four drive devices on his waist.

One of them is a card drive device, which is full of supply prop cards.

Originally, Lin Mo thought that giving ghosts such precious wine was completely a waste of natural resources.

But when he knew about this, he suddenly felt that he was shallow.

A drive device can hold 25 to 30 cards.

Thirty storage cards, each filled with supply cards.

Lin Mo was simply amused by his previous thoughts. After all, poverty limited his imagination.

It turns out that other people's storage cards are calculated in two digits.