As mentioned before, apart from the explicitly defined card maker levels, even among card makers of the same level, there are differences in skill level, which depends on the degree of control over mental power.
To give an example, with equal mental strength, using the same thoughts to control the same commands, the other person can easily lift the cup, while you can crush it. This is a matter of the degree of control over mental strength.
The higher your level of control, the easier it is to create cards and advance to higher levels.
Moreover, this is something that is innate and cannot be improved later, at least not at the Federation's current level.
The Card Making Guild divides the degree of control that mental power users have over their mental power into ten levels, from 1% to 100%. Only those who reach 40%, or level four or above, will be valued by the guild and treated as key trainees.
When Old Man Xing was explaining things to Lian Han, the test was already over. The girl raised an eyebrow at her score on the smart device, [Does that mean I need to focus on even more important things?]
[That's absolutely right. Once your card maker level is up, you'll be overwhelmed by the other card makers in the lobby.]
[What happened in the lobby?]
[Guild Hall. Although the mainframe won't reveal personal information, details about card makers' levels and talents are displayed directly on the hall's screens during testing, to motivate others. I—I won't go into details, you'll experience it later.]
Lian Han only rolled her eyes at Old Man Xing, who wanted to see her make a fool of herself.
The card level assessment was even simpler. After Lian Han confirmed that she would take the intermediate card maker assessment and successfully made a card based on the card model provided by the guild, she was awarded the intermediate card maker badge and was given the option to use a second account.
As for his second account, Lian Han stared at the blank character avatar before him, setting it to male and intending to create a kind, white-haired old man. Old Xing quickly reminded him, "[When do you think Bei Ting will discover your identity?]"
If he discovers that she is Lian Han, and the second account is like this—Miss Lian Han's eyelids twitched, she gave up her previous idea, and created an ordinary-looking slightly chubby young man.
Set the age to 21, then ask the old man, "[How do I set the name?]"
Old Man Xing was more certain than anyone else that the card maker's true identity wouldn't be revealed, and given Lian Han's demonstrated talent, the mainframe would only pay him even more attention. Therefore, he asked quietly, "Han Jin, how is it?"
[It sounds nice. But—]
Lian Han cleared out the previously set appearance and reset it.
Seeing her transformed appearance again, Old Man Xing was speechless. "What are you doing? Weren't you trying to keep a low profile?"
[You said all talents should be made public. Even if I want to keep a low profile, I should at least be able to.] Lian Han gave it one last look, clicked confirm, [As expected, this is more pleasing to the eye.]
Old Xing: […Little Cold, thank you.]
The girl smiled and said, "[You're my teacher, after all. Although it's not time to settle scores with you yet, wouldn't it be good to give them a little scare? I love a thrill!]"
Old Xing smiled with satisfaction, his heart warmed. This girl was so perceptive; he had only slightly changed his tone, yet she had noticed his thoughts and offered her support, not caring at all whether she would be thrust into the spotlight.
Log out Yan Si's account and erase all traces of her login, then log back in as Han Jin.
This is the initial birthplace. The only difference is that it's a one-bedroom apartment. This "one-bedroom" isn't a bedroom, but a card-making workshop.
[What should we do now?]
[The starting point for each card maker's second account is within the card maker guild. If you go outside, a robot will guide you through the guild's rules.]
Lian Han nodded.
Yan Si was born in the Mu Luo Star Region, a place similar to a residential community, but unlike other places, because of the existence of teleportation, the neighbors did not know each other at all.
However, since Han Jin is already in the Card Making Guild, there's no need for teleportation, since each teleportation requires Federal Coins anyway.
After receiving the registration rewards, card master robes, guild rules, and other items from the robot that had guided her through the registration process, Lian Han bid farewell to the robot and went downstairs.
She wanted to see where card-making tasks could be accepted or assigned in the lobby on the first floor.
As soon as she stepped downstairs, dozens of eyes turned to look at Lian Han, making her wonder if she had done something wrong.
But Lian Han walked on without fear of these gazes, the young man heading straight for the task board.
"Han Jin?" someone asked.
Lian Han turned his head and saw a middle-aged man with a high-level card maker badge on his chest. "Is there something you need?"
"Why this name?" the visitor asked with a complicated expression.
They had all come to see if the new card maker was a genius or a seasoned veteran, but the atmosphere changed when they saw the words "Frostbite" appear on the screen.
Every card maker knows that the name of the fallen Lord Juecheng twelve years ago was "Cheng Jin" before he became a Lord!
If His Majesty's statue hadn't been renovated for the New Year, the first thing they would have seen upon entering the guild hall would have been His Majesty! He was the symbol of honor for their card-making guild!
But now someone actually overestimated themselves and chose a name similar to Your Majesty's?
Regardless of whether this kid is a genius or not, Ted felt he could teach him a lesson in how to be a decent human being.
"It sounds nice," Lian Han replied.
"Pleasant to hear?" Ted laughed in exasperation, questioning her, "Do you know that Your Majesty once faced the ashes, so the word 'ashes' belongs only to Your Majesty?"
No wonder it had that name. Lian Han replied, "Now I know."
Ted: "You! Don't be so arrogant! I won't bully you. We'll duel after you advance to the advanced level! How about it? Do you dare to accept?"
"Whatever." Lian Han's expression remained unchanged from beginning to end.
"You just wait!" Ted felt he had been insulted, glared at the other man, and stormed off.
The card makers in the hall looked at each other, having already given up on the idea of befriending the new card maker. Regardless of whether she was a genius or not, her disrespect for His Majesty and her immediate offense against Ted meant that she was destined to have no companions in the guild.
Moreover, the young man's face was as cold as ice, as if someone owed her money, and who would be willing to pay for it?
The card makers gradually dispersed. Lian Han raised an eyebrow and asked Old Man Xing, "They don't seem to have done anything wrong."
The old man paused for a moment, then said quietly, "[What effect do you think that icy aura you used to suppress your alluring appearance would have on your handsome face now?]"
Lian Han understood. [I get it. Then let it stay cold like this.] School starts soon, and she has to support her family; she doesn't have time to deal with them right now.
Old Xing opened his mouth as if to speak, but ultimately said nothing. He figured interpersonal relationships could be developed later; with Xiao Han's talent, he didn't believe any card maker could resist the temptation.
Meanwhile, Lian Han walked around the guild hall, his brows gradually relaxing. He then went to the consignment area and planned to hang up the intermediate-level cards that he didn't usually use.
But what is a card-making emblem?
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