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

Lu Ming woke up lazily. He looked at the Original Card moving up and down in the corner of the room and then looked at the shadow cultivating diligently, and gave them a grateful smile.

Lu Ming walked to the door after he finished washing up.

According to his routine, Xiaobai would have already prepared breakfast and was waiting for him. Hehe. At the thought of this, the corners of Lu Ming's mouth curled into a faint smile.

A familiar voice, like that of a bass, rang in his ears.

The smile on Lu Ming's face froze. He took a closer look at the person who was waiting for him at the door. "Li Haoran?"

You're Not Allowed To Ride the Original Card!!!