Number Cards Zexal の小説・ストーリー

Nobody else had any use for a battle NPC. “Here,” Akiko passed her reward to Zen. “You should keep this.” Accepting the talisman card, Zen looked at it and felt his jaw dislocate in amazement. The RNG gods had a favourite child, and it wasn’t him. “This is…?!” Curious, Liu Feng demanded to know what Zen received. Sasha and Oritha heard the ruckus and crowded around Zen for a peek. The gamer was too dumbfounded, so Oritha snatched it from his hands to read it aloud to the blind man.

He took his wallet and gave her his card. "Thanks." Bella took it and read....Dr. Dean Zhang 8xxxxxxxxxx. What she doesn't know, it was his personal number, that only his family and close friends know. Everybody would pay a high price to get his number but she tossed it in the bag like it was nothing. Dean's face twitched little. He wants to get to know her but doesn't know what to say. He also felt abandoned and annoyed. He hesitated for a moment, then he said goodbye and left.

"I can't. I have to work late at the office tonight. I'll have someone take you home. Be good." Jessica's face fell in disappointment. "Alright. See you soon." She got into the car and left. Zayn opened the rear door of the Rolls-Royce business car, and Stanley got in. As the car glided smoothly down the road, he sat in the back, going through documents. Just then, his phone buzzed with several messages. He unlocked his phone, and it was a series of notifications about the gold-embossed black card. [Dear VVIP user, you have spent 190.00 dollars on your card ending in 7777 at 1996 Bar.]

Xena explained, "This phone only works in Martial City. Due to the barriers, it can't connect to satellites, but it works perfectly within the city. It's unregistered too, so you don't need to worry about being tracked." The device was more of a chunky block than a modern phone. It had an archaic feel and a tiny screen that did not support video calls or other advanced features. "What's this card?" Felix asked as he pulled out another item—a card that looked like an emerald-green bank card. The only difference was that it appeared to be made of emerald, with elegant swirls of pale green throughout. "That's an emerald card! In Martial City, the currency isn't money—it's emerald. The city's tr

I raised my hand to wipe it, only to find that my hand was shaking. "As for these last two cards..." After analyzing the first three cards, Nyx turned to the last two cards, and her face changed, "These two cards represent birth and death. Are you going to have a new baby? No, it not a baby. If it's a new life, how does it have anything to do with death? Charles, tell me honestly, is this question about Selena?"

I should be happy that I finally have a date I would be leaving, but I don’t feel happy, it feels like a countdown the moment he said it. Taking a seat, the card comes into view, who might it be from, is Jauna messing around?She is probably out of control, any slight opportunity she might be the one, I would break hell loose, stretching my hands on the table in search of my phone but it wasn’t there. Damn I had broken it earlier. Picking up the landline, i dial the number on the card, “ uhm hello axel lopez on the line” “ axel?”

said Caroline with a low chuckle. Zillion snorted softly at the taunts that Caroline gave him. So all this time the woman did not think of him as a smart man, but only a spoiled rich man who was too sensitive and also complicated with all kinds of obstacles blocking his way. "Alright, we'll move on to the next picture." "How many cards are there?" “Not many, only a few cards left. Now, what is this picture?" "That's— a funeral image." Zillion answered softly with a cloudy face. The man looked at the picture on the card carefully and it took him much longer to start the story than the previous two cards.

My fingers slowly reached down, the black card with sharp edges was glowing softly. I pulled it out, my eyes catching the words at the back I didn't see back at the hospital, the silver letters sparkled in the moonlight: Z. Thorn - Deals Are Better Than Regrets.

Zade looked shocked and I suddenly felt self conscious. “Of course I haven't. I was not exactly in a situation where I could know things like that.” I muttered under my breath, shifting back a bit, I didn't feel comfortable anymore. Zade's eyes softened, and he leaned back in his chair, exhaling slowly as if carefully weighing his response, “Elaine… This isn’t just any card. It’s a Centurion card. A black card. You can use it anywhere, auctions, boutiques, you name it. There’s no limit. Well, none that you’d have to worry about.” He paused, his gaze never leaving mine, “You’re free to use it however you need to accomplish what you want. I trust you.”

Therefore, the innocent die. Zachariah eventually walks over to one of the dead warriors and pulls out the phone that is sticking just out of the top of his pocket. Zachariah checks to see what contacts are in it to work out if it is a personal phone or a work one. Zachariah smiles, as it only has 3 numbers programmed in, which made it a work one. He recognised one as Valentino’s, one was Henry’s and the other was probably the pack Healers. He doesn’t do anything with the numbers on the phone, punching in the numbers he knows and waited for the answer.