Super Card System Novels & Stories

Such was the standard of the strong—most people would not even be able to imitate it. Passing Frank a business card, he said, "Here. People would use this to look for you in the future, so keep it with you at all times!" Drunken Moon was puzzled. "If they were, they should be calling ahead… Or is there some sort of superpower that links the card to them?" The youth chuckled. "No, there's a chip inside which they'd use to track this gentleman down. And don't worry, it's not someone bad!"

She said handing them a black card. “A Gamex card? There are only fifteen in the world and they're owned by world powers. How do you have this?” The short man exclaimed. “I'm sure it's fake. Just allow us to pay. You don't have to act to save your wounded pride.” The waiter swiped the card and the machine successfully approved the transfer. She put her card back in the bag, turning to take the packs. “Thank you so much,” Alice said. “How-” Alice left Martindale and her male companion standing there open-mouthed, entering the car with ease, and soon they were at the company.

“Good! Luckily he still has some senses in him!” Stephen continued, “Lord Wade knows that you’ve had a hard life for so many years and he’s asking me to compensate you. If you don’t want to go home, he will buy the largest company in Aurous Hill and give it to you. Besides, here, take this card, the pin number is your birthday.” Stephen handed over the premium black card from Citibank. “Young Master, there are only five of such cards in the country.” Charlie shook his head sternly. “No, I don’t want it, take it away.”

Those exclusive black cards came in various tiers of prestige. The gold black card boasted a limit of $15 million, with only a hundred in circulation. The diamond black card extended its limit to $150 million, but only ten existed. And then, there was the obsidian card—the pinnacle of wealth and status. With only one in the entire country, it required a staggering $750 million just to activate. It was unparalleled, a symbol of unparalleled affluence and influence. Possessing any of these cards was akin to holding a ticket proclaiming one's immense wealth and power. Yet, acquiring them wasn't a matter of application; one had to be invited by the bank.

With one eye, he could tell that it was the black card from the Swiss Bank Corporation, with no limitation on it. He couldn't apply for such a card. In the whole city, the number of men with qualifications for this card was less than twenty. Compared to the black card, his card meant nothing. "This is..." Carlos was a little frightened. "Where did you get this? This card means power. That means there is someone powerful backing you." Sienna pretended to get confused. "What's up? President Van. What's wrong with this card?" The muscles on his face twitched a little bit. He squeezed a smile. "Where did you get this card? Perhaps they lied to you."

Then she said, "Please give me a VIP card. I've heard of Shengyuan Bank in the deep sea. On the Eastern Continent, the VIP card of Shengyuan Bank seems to be more precious than mysterious crystals." "Your Highness, we are flattered." The lean old man looked quite proud. Obviously, he approved of the bank very much. He said, "There are four kinds of VIP cards in Shengyuan Bank: Common Card, Red Card, Gold Card, and Platinum Card. You can apply for a Red Card because you have 1.3 million mysterious crystals in our bank. Considering you are of noble status and an honored guest who has been taken here by Prince Ding Sha, I've decided to give you a Gold Card. What do you think, Your Highness?"

She was being careful as she didn't want to lose her job. Alex gold had called the manager earlier telling them to attend diligently to miss Megan, whoever failed to do so or disrespected her will face his wrath. And believe her, Alex was not someone you'd like to get in trouble with, she thought while slightly bowing. “Yes ma'am” She replied, walking forward to package her order. “Wait”, Megan called. Here is my card for payment. She stretched her hand to the young sales assistant. The assistant's mouth hung agape, this was a black card, with no limit. How Rich was Mr. Gold. The card was made from sleek titanium, having no visible numbers or expiration dates.

"They think they hold all the cards. But they forgot one thing." "What's that?" "They're collecting on a debt using a system I own." Jack tapped his chest, where the cracked Genesis Coin pulsed with defiant light. "And I've been known to change the rules."

Bowden laughed mockingly. The card Leon took out had a garish appearance, with the words, Supreme Card, printed on the upper right corner. It looked more like a saloon membership card rather than a bank card! What kind of fool would pay hospital bills with a saloon membership card? Bowden struggled to control himself from cackling like a madman!

“The RED card. Not very common, it’s only given to players who have hit the top list and survived several fights. The RED card means the final fight, a fight with our top 1 fighter. This RED card comes with a dagger. If you win, you become our top 1 fighter, and only fighters who hit the top list get to fight you, until you lose and die, and the winner takes your spot. After this fight, the sum of 500 million dollars is given to the winner in cash, alongside 50 Iconic 400-ounce bars, which weigh about 27.4 pounds, with an approximate value of $1,600,000 - $1,700,000, depending on the moment’s market price.” “And finally, we have the UMBRA card. Very rare! This card is black in color and has