When Shen Zhenran was fired from Lingchen Technology without reason, she only had 3,000 cards left in her pocket. A reminder for my daughter's kindergarten fee was posted on the door of the rental house, and the rent was half a month late. He squatted at the entrance of the Chunfeng Road Night Market and ate steamed buns. A message from his former colleague popped up on his phone: "Pei Hongyun took all the credit for your project and said you were a waste of spiritual roots and a drag on the team." When he returned to the rental house at night, his daughter Shen Tiantian's fever reached 40 degrees, and his wife Wen Jing's eyes were red as she rummaged through the drawers to find antipyretics. Shen Zhenran clenched her fists, and the ancestral jade pendant suddenly became hot - a broken inheritance poured into her mind: plundering the origin of other people's cards and turning them into their own use. But the price is that every time you use it beyond the level, your spirit will be cracked. The next day, a card hunter sent by his former employer stopped him at the night market: "Hand over the jade pendant, and keep your whole body." Shen Zhenran looked at the bustling stalls behind him and his wife holding her daughter, picked up the discarded cards on the ground, looked up and smiled: "AOE can't be placed here, let's find another place?" The war for resource plunder began with a black market gambling fight under the night market. He won three games in a row using the identity of Wasted Spiritual Root, but his true face was almost captured by the surveillance card. What's even more troublesome is that his wife Wen Jinghao begins to wonder why her husband who "works overtime" every night suddenly pays sky-high kindergarten fees.
