Who says I can't become a Grand Master?

Chapter 40 [Card Chain], A Desperate Counterattack

Ultimately, they all focused on Zhang Qingzhe.

Judging from the perspective of these professors with high aesthetic standards, only Zhang Qingzhe's appearance and temperament are a match for Gu Xintong.

"not bad."

One witch professor commented, "Although she chose the wrong school of thought... at least her aesthetic sense is still acceptable."

"That's right. Such a beautiful girl is only worthy of the boys from our [Sculpting School]. The bastards in the [Structure School] can't find such an outstanding boy."

The female professors started whispering and laughing again.

Xia Qiwei had already come up with a solution.

She turned to Dean Zhou and made a suggestion:

"Dean, shouldn't we move on to the next round of cards?"

Although Dean Zhou is getting on in years, he still enjoys listening to gossip.

He was listening intently to the female professors' discussion when Xia Qiwei reminded him of the procedure.

"Ah, right. Once the number of players is reduced to twenty, we'll move on to the next round of cards."

Xia Qiwei immediately followed up, "Dean, I have a suggestion—what do you think about investing in blank cards and card-making pens for the next round?"

"Hmm?! Isn't it too difficult to use blank cards for first-year university students?"

"Dean, this is how you really see someone's skills!" Xia Qiwei said again.

Dean Zhou pondered for a moment, then looked at the professors beside him: "Everyone, do you have any opinions?"

Some professors agreed, believing that this approach is closer to real-world practice.

After all, in a real battlefield, consumable cards can be used up very easily, which is when card makers need to make them on the spot.

However, some people object, because there is no precedent for this in previous simulated battles.

Surprisingly, Kang Ping spoke up first: "I think it's a good idea."

Everyone looked at him, and on his handsome face was a confident smile that seemed to say he was determined to win.

Everyone immediately had a guess:

It seems that the students in Kangping's class are not only good at using cards, but also very confident in making them.

Dean Zhou nodded:

"In that case, let's put in blank cards and a card-making pen."

In the dream simulation—

The number of survivors is steadily decreasing.

Zhang Qingzhe, Zheng Hangfei, and Ma Yinuo were still lingering near the bushes.

Just then, a clear notification sound rang out:

"The simulation battle is entering its next phase. You will soon receive two blank cards and a card-making pen. Please make the most of your talents."

The next second, light and shadow shifted before Zhang Qingzhe's eyes, and a blank card and a card-making pen fell out of thin air.

At the same time—

Zheng Hangfei and Ma Yinuo also received this supply.

The two temporarily ceased their attack and quickly began crafting cards that they were good at.

Taking advantage of this rare moment of respite, Zhang Qingzhe found a flat stone to use as a tabletop.

His brain raced as he pondered what cards he should make to break the current stalemate.

Currently, he can only make four types of cards:

[Wasp Card], [Ace Battery], [Number Nine Battery], and the [Fireball Card] that I secretly learned in the lab before.

But he doesn't know how to use the [Fireball Card].

Two battery cards are useless in the current situation.

The only thing that could be effective is the [Wasp Card].

Zhang Qingzhe couldn't help but feel worried again. He wondered if he could defeat the combined forces of Zheng Hangfei and Ma Yinuo with just one [Wasp Card].

He frowned and fell into deep thought.

Suddenly, he remembered the notebook that Xia Qiwei had given him—the back of which had the basic techniques of [card chain] written on it.

Immediately afterwards, his experience of fighting with Saki-san that night also came to mind.

Qi Ge is considered a genius among small-time thugs; he managed to achieve the most basic "card chain" using such crude methods.

At this extremely critical juncture, Zhang Qingzhe's mind was exceptionally clear, and the breadth and depth of his thinking seemed to have been enhanced.

He suddenly had a flash of inspiration and connected the two things, coming up with a simple and practical method of [card chaining].

With this in mind, Zhang Qingzhe no longer hesitated.

He quickly picked up the card-making pen and began to draw smoothly—a [Fireball Card] was formed in an instant.

The professors in the stands outside all looked surprised.

"Such a fast card production speed!" a professor couldn't help but exclaim.

"Look at his fingers, so slender and long, so beautiful... I really want to add him to my collection of human figures." A witch professor exclaimed sincerely, her eyes shining with admiration.

The professors next to her didn't say anything, they just stood a little further away from her.

"Did Xia teach you how to make the cards? That's quite impressive," Dean Zhou commented.

But Kang Ping snorted coldly from the side and reminded him:

"I think he's just grasping at straws. He clearly doesn't know how to use the [Fireball Card], yet he's still forcing himself to make it. Isn't that just a waste of materials and magic essence?"

Upon hearing this, the professors all showed expressions of concern.

Gu Xintong kept looking up at the big screen, her gentle eyes filled with doubt and unease.

Just then, people began to wake up on the two test chairs next to them.

It turns out that during the earlier melee, two of the "three cobblers" were eliminated.

Surprisingly, Wang Dong persisted in the simulated battle; he was like a cockroach.

Although its combat power isn't great, it's incredibly resilient!

The two of them looked up together, their eyes glued to the big screen, curiously awaiting Zhang Qingzhe's next move.

On the big screen, after Zhang Qingzhe finished making the [Fireball Card], he didn't even need to relax the [Magic Circuit] and immediately made another [Wasp Card].

This move surprised all the spectators.

"The 'School of Life'? How could he make cards about the 'School of Life'?"

"This card is pretty well made...it feels even better than the [Fireball Card]. Could he have mistakenly assigned the wrong school?"

Immediately, another female professor, who was keen on gossip, chimed in:

"Don't you know? He's suggested to Xia Xia several times that he want to switch to the 'Life School'."

"Did Xia Xia agree?"

"How could I possibly agree to that?"

"This is really troublesome... This person is in our [Energy Shaping School], but doesn't know how to use [Fireball Cards], and is instead good at [Life School] cards."

Hearing the professors' discussion, Dean Zhou chuckled and chimed in:

"Our [Energistics School] is full of talented people, and several senior professors have minored in the [Life Science School]. I can ask them to come out of retirement and mentor this new student."

Upon hearing this, Xia Qiwei immediately interrupted, "Dean, I can take care of him myself."

"You?" Dean Zhou glanced at her, deliberately drawing out his words, "Xia, you are indeed an expert at throwing fireballs, but do you even know what the [School of Life] is?"

But Xia Qiwei's eyes were unusually resolute, her gaze so sharp it seemed to say:

If you dare hand him over to someone else, I'll slap you in the face with a fireball.