Who says I can't become a Grand Master?

Chapter 34 [Deadpool Organization], Traitors to Humanity

When Zhang Qingzhe opened the door, he was greeted by his younger sister's nagging.

This girl has perfectly embodied the stereotype of a "witch".

Despite being lazy and greedy, and needing constant care, she is unusually meddlesome and always likes to boss others around.

It wasn't until Zhang Qingzhe brought out the chocolate cake that he was able to calm his sister down from her "fussy" state.

"Hehe! Brother, at least you still have some conscience," the younger sister said, taking the cake and her face instantly brightening. "It wasn't for nothing that I worried about you so much."

"I told you not to worry, I'll be fine." Zhang Qingzhe put the family bucket of fried chicken into the microwave.

"That won't do!"

My younger sister said with a serious face, "You also need to learn to protect yourself. This society is not safe these days."

"Alright, alright, stop worrying about it."

The little sister happily opened the cake box, but the smile on her face suddenly froze.

Before me was a heart-shaped cake with the words "For my dearest you" written on it in cream.

"...Brother," the younger sister said, her expression slightly embarrassed, her brows furrowing slightly, "this is a couple's cake."

"Yeah?"

Zhang Qingzhe was busy tidying up the fried chicken and said without turning his head, "No wonder the saleswoman gave me a strange look when I told her I was planning to give it to my sister."

"this……"

Even though she wasn't there, her sister could feel a wave of embarrassment.

But Zhang Qingzhe seemed indifferent.

"Who cares what kind of cake it was originally?" Zhang Qingzhe walked over carrying a bowl of heated fried chicken. "It won't affect the taste, right?"

Seeing her brother's dazed expression, the younger sister suddenly sighed with relief:

"Okay... let's eat together then."

"it is good."

Zhang Qingzhe turned around and grabbed a fork and a plate.

"Speaking of which, I'm so pitiful—"

The younger sister poked at the edge of the cake, drawing out her words like she was singing, "All my classmates are dating, and the first time I've ever eaten a 'couple's cake' is with my brother."

"Don't follow those people's example," Zhang Qingzhe immediately adopted a lecturing tone. "Dating is the most boring and meaningless thing in the world."

The younger sister pouted, clearly somewhat unconvinced, but unsure how to refute it.

She scooped a spoonful of cake into her mouth, and her warm, large eyes immediately lit up slightly.

"...Hmm, it tastes pretty good."

She licked the cream from the corner of her mouth and suddenly suggested, "Brother, next time you buy some, call me along!"

Why?

"Couples get a discount when they buy together."

"Really?" Zhang Qingzhe thought for a moment, then nodded seriously. "Then we definitely have to go together."

At that moment, the television, which had been playing in the background, suddenly inserted an breaking news report.

The report describes a terrorist attack in a city abroad.

The footage shows a crowd screaming and scattering, with the camera shaking violently, suggesting it was filmed by a passerby using a mobile phone.

In the blurry distance, a monitor lizard can be vaguely seen wreaking havoc.

Immediately afterwards, the scene flashed, and several police agents quickly arrived at the scene.

Zhang Qingzhe even identified several of them as "Battle Witches".

They unleashed the magic of the [Energy Shaping School], and blazing fire slammed into the giant lizard.

The intense light from the explosion engulfed the camera, and the scene immediately cut back to the news studio.

The host solemnly announced that the incident was the work of the "Deadpool organization".

After reading the news, my sister immediately found material to use as a pretext for her own argument.

"Brother, did you see that? It's so dangerous outside!"

She leaned closer and said earnestly, "Boys need to know how to protect themselves and come home early, okay?"

"oh."

Zhang Qingzhe nodded, then asked with some confusion, "What is the 'Deadpool Organization'?"

"elder brother--!"

The younger sister stared wide-eyed in disbelief. "How old are you? Do you already have Alzheimer's?"

Zhang Qingzhe scratched his head, feeling as if he had made another common-sense mistake.

But he quickly relaxed and explained naturally, "I've had a lot of homework lately, which has made me dizzy and confused, so I don't remember some things very clearly."

"All right……"

The younger sister was a little suspicious, but still explained, "Dragons are the enemies of us humans, so most people hate them. But there's a group of weirdos who actually worship dragons as gods and take pride in serving them. That's the so-called 'Deadpool Organization'."

"There's actually such a thing... Then why is it called 'Deadpool'?"

"I've heard that some high-ranking members who receive the 'Blessing of Dragon Blood' can gain the ability to live forever."

"Really?"

"I don't know about that," the younger sister shrugged, her bra strap slipping down. "Anyway, that's what the rumors say."

"oh."

Zhang Qingzhe nodded thoughtfully.

Afterwards, the younger sister enthusiastically recounted the interesting things that happened at school, but Zhang Qingzhe seemed somewhat distracted.

The danger he experienced firsthand when he left school today, coupled with the terrorist attacks reported in the news, deepened his sense of crisis about the world.

After spending dinner with his sister, Zhang Qingzhe quickly tidied up the table and prepared to go back to his room to study.

"Brother—" the little sister drawled in a coquettish voice, "Play with me a little longer, please."

"I still have homework to finish."

"Brother, haven't I already told you?"

My younger sister pouted her rosy lips. "I'll take care of you for the rest of my life, why are you putting yourself under so much pressure?"

"Because you never study," Zhang Qingzhe turned to look at her, a hint of helplessness in his eyes, "that's why I don't have much faith in what you're saying."

"Brother, you're so old-fashioned!" the younger sister retorted angrily. "I already told you, I'm a member of the [Prophecy School], I don't need to review at all."

"But you haven't revealed the [World Card] yet! How can you still apply to the [Prophecy School]?"

"Brother, you're so annoying. Don't always bring up things you don't want to talk about."

"Alright, alright," Zhang Qingzhe laughed, ruffling her hair. "No matter what happens to you in the future, I'll still study hard. If you end up achieving nothing, then I'll have to support you."

"snort!"

The younger sister turned her head away defiantly, her cheeks puffing out slightly.

Zhang Qingzhe returned to his room, took out the [Flying Knife Card], and laid it flat on the desk to examine it.

This card is made of a much harder material than the [Battery Card].

It felt slightly cool to the touch, as if it contained metallic components.

The card features a short sword in the center, surrounded by an intricate magic circle.

The composition is exquisite and sharp, clearly the work of a master.

This unexpectedly acquired [Battle Card] gives him another option for attack methods.

Unfortunately, it belongs to the "Constructivist School" and is at level 3. With his current level of knowledge, it is difficult for him to analyze the deeper principles from it.

Zhang Qingzhe suddenly remembered the mysterious [World Card], so he gently placed the [Flying Knife Card] on top of it.

The next second, the World card once again emitted a soft glow.

Under Zhang Qingzhe's gaze, the [Flying Knife Card] quickly faded, eventually turning into a grayish-white color.

Zhang Qingzhe moved the useless [Flying Knife Card] aside and discovered that a dagger suddenly appeared in the hand of the dancer in the center of the [World Card].

"So, cards from the [Construction School] can be absorbed too?" Zhang Qingzhe murmured in surprise.

Next, he took out the other cards he had seized, and first placed the [No. 7 Battery] card close to the [World Card].

As with previous experiences, the first encounter with a new [Battery Card] will immediately create a [Magic Circuit].

Afterwards, Zhang Qingzhe tried several other types of cards.

Some are absorbed without any reaction, while others are not accepted at all.

Zhang Qingzhe couldn't figure out which cards could be absorbed, so it seemed that he could only try them one by one.

He took out the expensive quill pen and carefully admired the beautiful colors for a while.

Then he settled the blank cards and began to focus on making cards.

Zhang Qingzhe initially planned to directly draw the LV3 "No. 7 Battery", but the process was extremely difficult.

On the one hand, he lacked professional assistive tools;

On the other hand, many advanced theories have not yet been learned.

After several failures, Zhang Qingzhe had to stop writing, looking regretfully at the few discarded cards—

This is a complete waste of several hundred yuan.

"Ugh!"

Zhang Qingzhe sighed softly, suddenly feeling somewhat troubled.

If you follow the steps and go with the university courses.

He wouldn't be able to learn how to make LV3 cards until his senior year of college.

This was far too slow for him.

The only way to acquire this knowledge in advance is to become a professor's apprentice.

Only through this mentor-apprentice teaching model can he learn practical skills more quickly.

But the problem is—

Becoming an apprentice to a professor, especially the Great Witch, comes with inherent risks.

The thought of Xia Qiwei, who resembled a little devil, gave Zhang Qingzhe a strange headache.