Minus Ninety Degrees

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?

Divine Card Creator

Sadness was etched on Lu Ming's face as he looked at the big brother in front of him.

The Burial Mound Warrior was very strong and burly.

With his ice blue aura, he looked more like real, like human and not a blue jelly. He was very powerful and could compete with a three-star fearsome beast!

Lu Ming was very satisfied with all of this.

The only thing that he was dissatisfied with was… Why did he only have half a body?!

Where could they build the burial mound?!

He could only stay put in one place!

Old brother, are you playing the game of 'Tower Defense'?

You're a Burial Mound Warrior! You're an attacker and not the those things that goes 'biubiubiu' and shoot out some unknown substance from the mouth! Have you misunderstood yourself?

The Uncanny Fog