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

The teenager stepped out with a gentle gaze.

The people who had taken things looked a little embarrassed. They quietly hid the items away and coughed once, pretending as if nothing had happened.

The teenager swept his gaze across them and then said calmly, "I suggest that everyone give up on them."

Everyone's expression changed slightly.

Some people were already wielding their weapons quietly.

I don't care whether you're from ancient or modern times. I'll fight you either way. Telling us to give up on the benefit which is already in our hands? Impossible!

Someone's face even had traces of blood.

They were from his earlier fight for a stalk of the millennium precious herb. Although he was injured, it was worth it.

Pardon Me for My Extremely Good Looks~