The second round of challenges in Diluo also involved assembling parts. Lian Han won the intellectual battle completely, but finished the challenge with zero points in the physical battle.
Although the number of challenges to Lian Han was greatly reduced this time due to the lesson learned from the last time, there were still some people who took a chance and managed to get her score to over a thousand.
However, the following lessons were not so pleasant.
The class advisor announced that everyone needed to find a partner from the Mecha Academy within a week, and they had to be in the same grade. Everyone was a little confused by this.
However, before Anhe could explain things to Lian Han, a partner automatically showed up at their door. The fat guy looked at Lian Han with teary eyes, as if he would cry if he was rejected.
"Hey bro, looking for a team."
Lian Han frowned. This fat man was quite envious of her cards, but the Armor Maker—"My cards are good, but you're looking for an Armor Maker partner."
"The fact that you're in the top class makes me believe in you!" Ruan Zhenyue said with obvious trust.
"I don't believe you. Armor makers are all Anhe and skilled, aren't they?"
Anhe, who was watching from the sidelines, smiled and said, "Don't drag me into this. I don't team up with Fatty."
Ruan Zhenyue looked helpless. "Great God, please help me. I'm also from the Mecha Special Class, I won't cheat you."
“Goddess, I checked, he’s in the top class of the Mecha Department, and his ranking is high,” Zong Jingyuan said.
They were stopped on their way home from get out of class; all four of them were together.
That's even stranger. Lian Han sized up Ruan Zhenyue, whose height was the same as his waist, and frowned. "Did the Ling family send you?"
"The Ling family?" The fat man's face showed surprise, then he said, "Our two families are evenly matched, would they really order me around?"
After saying that, as if afraid she wouldn't believe him, Ruan Zhenyue explained, "Well, to tell you the truth, my sister sent me. She said that if I can't partner with you, she'll break my legs when she gets home."
Ruan Muxue? The girl blinked, remembering that the other party had asked her for advice on card combinations on Tianwang just two days ago, so she believed Ruan Zhenyue's words. She looked down at the time and said, "Since it's Sister Muxue's idea, then let's fight. Let me see your strength."
The fat man cried out in terror, "No, boss! I don't want my bones to crack!"
"This is Skynet, and I'll be careful."
"Little fatty, you have the guts to ask the goddess to team up with you, but you don't even have the guts to accept the challenge?" Zong Jingyuan mocked.
After much hesitation and considering the consequences of not teaming up with her, Ruan Zhenyue reluctantly agreed...
The place Bei Ting and she agreed to meet was the Lan Yu Sanatorium of Tianwang.
However, it must be a special sanatorium, because Lian Han couldn't teleport here directly. She had to apply for teleportation at the teleportation point and show the token given to her by Bei Ting before she could come over.
That's why she arrived late.
Once most of the guests have arrived, anyone else coming in will be very noticeable, like Lian Han right now.
The young woman had barely arrived and hadn't even gotten a good look at the situation when she saw the person who had previously challenged her frowning, looking displeased. "What are you doing here? This isn't a place for you."
Lian Han raised an eyebrow, then looked around. Everyone was dressed in silver-white card maker robes. Was this a gathering of card makers? Why did she have a feeling that Bei Ting had tricked her?
Receiving no response from the young man, Ted frowned even deeper. "Answer my question. Who let you in? Do you even know where this place is...?"
"I sent her." A deep, mellow voice approached from afar; Bei Ting had arrived before them.
"Lord Beiting?" Ted exclaimed in surprise. "But only advanced card makers can obtain entry qualifications."
Bei Ting glanced at him, unconcerned by his offense. "I remember that young people with the potential to become gods can also come. We know each other, and Xiao Han is indeed a minor."
The reception room was deathly silent.
Becoming an intermediate card maker before adulthood was indeed a hypothetical scenario about godhood proposed by His Majesty Juecheng. He was originally the most likely candidate to become a god, but unfortunately—originally only the young lady of the Ruan family was expected to become a god, but now there is another one.
Suddenly someone said, "I feel like I've seen this face before."
"You think it looks familiar too? It wasn't just my imagination."
An old man stared at Lian Han, scrutinizing him closely, and exclaimed in surprise, "Isn't this His Majesty's appearance? It's His Majesty when he was young."
"Your Majesty? That doesn't seem like it. Are you getting blind?"
The old man slapped the middle-aged man who raised the question on the head. "You're the old one! What do you know? Your Majesty didn't always look like the statue in the Guild Hall. It's just that once, during a mission or something, you were disfigured, and your face was practically unusable. Your Majesty painstakingly used cards to make a human skin mask for yourself, which is why you look like you do now."
"Cards can be used as masks?"
He was met with another slap in response. "It's obvious you didn't pay attention in school. Cards are omnipotent in Your Majesty's hands, you know that?"
Hearing the admiration in his tone, and seeing the reverence on the faces of the card makers around them, Lian Han and Old Man Xing exchanged glances. [They all admire you.]
[I don't remember doing anything that made them admire me.] Back in the card-making guild, he was constantly criticized by his colleagues. Later, he joined the army with his comrades, but he found the guild a nightmare and rarely went back.
Looking back now, they just had too high expectations of him, but unfortunately, his youthful rebellion prevented him from understanding them. But how could they possibly praise him? He didn't do anything for the union.
The old man pondered for a moment, then said, "These guys only care about the cards, but they're actually decent people. You can ask them for help with any questions you have about the cards."
Lian Han nodded.
The old man, regaining his senses, looked at the young man before him again, his attitude becoming much more serious. "What is your relationship with His Majesty?"
"It's alright," Lian Han said coldly.
The group looked at each other in bewilderment.
They all became intermediate card makers before the age of 25, their names all contain "Jin," and they even use the same face. Now, if they say it's not related, who here would believe it?
The scene fell silent again. Bei Ting glanced at Lian Han with a helpless expression, preparing to ease the atmosphere, when a female voice came, "It's alright, it's alright. What's with all the expressions on the faces of the seniors? We're here to exchange ideas."
It is Ruan Muxue.
Donald, who had just pointed out who Lian Han resembled, said, "Yes, communication. Wen Lin, check if everyone has arrived. Xiao Xue, explain the rules to the newcomers."
"Leave it to me." Ruan Muxue came over with a smile. "Hello, Han Jin."
"Hello." Lian Han's eyes flickered slightly. Ruan Muxue didn't use a second account? But that makes sense. With the Ruan family as her backer, what did she need to hide?
Bei Ting had already retreated by this time, and Ruan Muxue smiled and asked, "Did the master tell you what this place is for?"
"No," Lian Han replied. She felt deeply that Bei Ting had pushed her into the center of the vortex, even though she had already been in the eye of the storm.
“The top card makers hold an exchange meeting every now and then. This meeting is hosted by five master card makers in rotation. It is called an exchange, but also a competition.”
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