Master Of Trading Star Card Game-Chapter 19 Part1

Translator: Star River from w.a.n.gmamaread

Proofreader: Rhith

Fenghua Club.

Tang Muzhou returned to his dormitory and put on a helmet to enter into the World of Star Card.

Two characters appeared in front of him. The first character ID was "Tang" whose facial features were very similar to Tang Muzhou's. This character, wearing a silver mask, was created when he first entered the game six years ago. It earned him fame in the black market, thus becoming a player who made his own cards in the professional league.

The second character was the adult male character automatically provided by the system. It had a common face that could be seen everywhere in the game. He casually entered garbled characters "7456789" as the ID, which obviously indicated that this was a subsidiary account. He had just used this sub account to post a fragment collection task. Every time he created a new card, he would use this account and go to the Arena to test the card's data.

Tang Muzhou selected the sub account to enter the game and went to Business Star's black market.

While Hong Zhu was setting up the stall, she turned her head and suddenly saw a pa.s.serby's ID in the crowd. The number was particularly familiar to her. Hong Zhu immediately went over and sent a PM to the pa.s.serby, “Legend Tang, you actually came here?”

“Yes. Is there a clue about the card maker?”

"I've sent dozens of people to search the black market inch by inch, but I still can't find [Lin Daiyu]. And there is no '月半' LOGO on the back of the other original cards. The maker seems to have suddenly disappeared…"

“I'd help you look for the maker.” Tang Muzhou turned and walked away.

Making his debut in the black market, he was very familiar with this place.

In the black market, there were two types of stalls purchasing cards. The first were merchants who bought original cards and sold them for higher prices to make money. These stall owners were relatively professional, able to distinguish between good cards and junk cards. The second type were players who set up their own stalls to buy cards at low prices for collection. They only cared whether the cards' surface was beautiful.

Some unambitious players, who just collected cards for fun, never went to the Arena to fight against other players and don't like to study card data. They only liked to collect all kinds of beautiful cards and stuff their display cases in the study, which made them feel very satisfied.

If a professional stall owner bought a card with such a strong skill as [Daiyu Burying the Flowers], he would definitely sell it to the big clubs for a huge sum or take it to an auction. Since Hong Zhu and the others had been looking for [Lin Daiyu] for a long time without success, perhaps some unambitious players, who liked to collect character cards, bought it. These type of stall owners bought cards but didn't upgrade them; they just put them in the display case. When they were bored, they summoned the cards to view them.

Tang Muzhou found that there were managers of big clubs, including the Adjudication Club and the Flowing Frost City Club, also searching for something in the black market, picking up and putting down cards at various stalls.

Sure enough, as Hong Zhu had said, the in-game black market had become chaotic.

Previously, he had sold a few excellent vine battle cards for low prices at the black market due to not knowing the market price. Soon after, the black market descended into chaos and many clubs began to look for him. After a long period of time, such a thing actually happened again – the card maker was really like him.

Tang Muzhou turned around with a smile and leisurely strolled through the black market.

“Hi, are there any collectable character cards? I'll pay a high price.” Tang Muzhou asked politely.

Tang Muzhou bypa.s.sed the large stalls purchasing and selling battle cards. Instead, he specifically asked small stalls that sold cards which were collected by the stall owners themselves. He asked more than a dozen stalls consecutively, but gained nothing. Then he came to a very cute girl.

When the girl heard his question, she said with a smile, “I have two, but I don't want to sell them.”

Tang Muzhou asked softly, “I am very interested in character cards. Can you show me the cards you collected?”

“Ehhh… well.” Perhaps because Tang Muzhou's att.i.tude was so mild, the girl finally took out two character cards.

——As expected, they were [Lin Daiyu].

Tang Muzhou played with the cards in his hand and said, “I really like the style of these cards. Will you sell them to me for 500 gold coins each?”

“These cards are really beautiful. I bought them for collection, so I don't want to sell them.”

“1000 gold coins.”

“…” She bought the two cards for 50 gold coins each, and now she could sell them for 1000 each – 20 times! The girl, realizing that she could make a lot of money, was very happy and immediately handed the cards over to Tang Muzhou, “Okay, they are yours!”

"Thank you." Tang Muzhou took the cards and pretended to be curious, asking, "Do you remember the name of the person who sold the cards to you?"

“Yes, he has a very kind name, Uncle Chubby.”

——Uncle Chubby? No wonder the LOGO was “月半”. Was the player a fat uncle?

Tang Muzhou said goodbye to the girl, and then returned to the stall set up by Hong Zhu. He sent a PM, “I bought two [Lin Daiyu] cards from a girl who bought them for collection. Also, the girl told me that the card maker's name is Uncle Chubby.”

“…” Hong Zhu was stunned. She had been searching for the card maker's information for an entire afternoon yet failed, while Legend Tang even got the card maker's name as soon as he stepped in personally. As expected of Tang Muzhou who rose from the black market!

Tang Muzhou continued to send her PMs, “Send an email to Uncle Chubby as soon as possible. Just tell him that we want to acquire [Lin Daiyu] in large quant.i.ties. In addition, pay close attention to the Auction House. If Uncle Chubby makes a new card, maybe he will sell it at the auction."

“Okay… Legend Tang, aren't you going to sleep?”

“I'll go to the Arena first.”

Tang Muzhou always felt sleepy in the afternoon, but at night he was full of energy. Busy with sending an email to Uncle Chubby, Hong Zhu didn't try to persuade him to go to sleep.