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

An Mingdong was blasted into the towering mountain range behind him. There was a loud bang. He fell again and was now hanging from a tree on the cliff, swaying back and forth.

Touching his bleeding bum, An Mingdong did not come to his senses for a long time.

Where did the bull come from?!

Could it have been summoned by Lu Ming again? Indeed, he is the president of the Sword Card Master Association. He has that many trump cards.

However, he did not know that Lu Ming was also very baffled. What was happening?

Lu Ming's heart trembled. He suddenly thought of the pile of cards that he had thrown out before!!! Therefore, those cards had just started to take effect!

Because they were too far away, they had been on the way all long?

There Had been Some Minor Accidents