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 Sword Card Master Association.

Darkness engulfed the place. The disciples of the association had long fallen asleep. Only Lu Ming's room had dim lights and a tiny figure was still studying inside.

He looked at the silhouette by a window and the corners of his mouth curled into a sneer.

Since Lu Ming was not around, he could cast his abilities boldly and fearlessly! He would subdue those dumb disciples soon.

So, gradually and silently, he emerged from the shadow.

He got up calmly and limped back to the shadow, pretending that nothing happened. He could not help it. The injuries he had from his recent self-destruction were rather severe…

He just needed to wait for someone to come.

Damn it! What Kind of People Are In Your Association?!