That's right, just before coming here, Lin Qianjun saw the recruitment information released by this store, so he followed the flow and planned to come and apply for a job.

"Sorry, we only recruit waitresses here." The waitress in a light golden low-cut outfit said apologetically.

"You misunderstood. I am a star card master. I am here to apply for a card manufacturer." Lin Qianjun waved his hand and explained.

"Star Card Master?" The waitress's expression changed slightly when she heard this, and then said, "Can you show your Star Card Master's ID?"

"No problem." Lin Qianjun reached out and took out a star card from the internal space of the card making machine and handed it to the waitress.

There is a 3D image on the star card that can be flipped freely, which is Lin Qianjun himself, and below there are detailed information about Lin Qianjun.

This is a certificate that Lin Qianjun has obtained through the dimension key to upgrade the dimension, which is guaranteed to be 100% from the Western Ken civilization.

Even if they look at each other, they may not be able to tell it.

The waitress took the star card, looked at it and opened her mouth slightly. She murmured in surprise: "The junior card maker of Xiken civilization..."

"Miss, have you finished reading?" Lin Qianjun asked.

"Sorry... Uh... Master, you said you were here to apply for the job, right?" The waitress repeated in confusion, and handed back Lin Qianjun's star card master's ID to Lin Qianjun with both hands.

Lin Qianjun nodded and said, "That's right, please help me notify the store manager of your store."

"Master, wait a moment, I will notify the store manager now." The waitress nodded and then quickly contacted the store manager of their store through the personal terminal.

After she quickly told the whole story of the matter, she quickly gave an answer.

Immediately, Lin Qianjun was invited by her to the VIP room to wait.

In less than a cup of tea, Lin Qianjun waited for the store manager.

It was a middle-aged man wearing a black robe with a badge of a Blue Shield Card Production Company on his chest, which represented his identity as the manager of a Blue Shield Card Production Branch.

"Happy, I'm Mandela, the store manager of the Blue Shield Card Production Branch of the Special Xiucheng City, and you've been waiting for a long time." Mandela hugged Lin Qianjun with his fists as soon as he came up, and his expression seemed very enthusiastic.

"My name is Yigu. I am a traveler of Huihong Civilization. I studied in Xiken Civilization and came to Zhexuanxing not long ago. I hope to get a job in your store and settle for a while." Lin Qianjun nodded, and said, while handing over his star card certificate.

Hearing the sound, Mandela did not dare to neglect it. He took Lin Qianjun's ID with both hands and began to search with his intelligence brain.

Of course, he could not find Lin Qianjun's identity information. After all, low-level civilizations basically cannot query things from high-level civilizations.

He could only judge the authenticity of this star card master's certificate to the greatest extent.

After comparing and judging, he found that this was indeed a real star card master certificate, which means that the star card master in front of him was mostly a real person.

Thinking of this, Mandela couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

Perhaps a junior star card master is just a middle and lower-level existence for the second-level civilization, but for their level 5 civilization, Zhexuan civilization, it is absolutely a good idea?

It is no joke that if a junior star card master of the Xiken civilization is willing, he can even easily change the direction of their level 5 civilization, and destroying the level 6 civilization at will is also a little bit.

Such a person can come to Zhexuanxing and apply for a job in his store, which is simply a chance God has given him.

Taking a deep breath, Mandela calmed down.

Although the identity has been confirmed to be true, the final result must be known only after seeing the real material.

"Master Yigu, your star card master proves that we cannot judge the authenticity of our civilized technology, so please allow me to offend it. If you want to apply for a job, please show your card making skills so that I can judge whether you are suitable." Mandela said respectfully.

【Such distrust is simply an insult to you.】

[You have some anger at this guy who is looking down on others.]

[It seems that you must show some tricks to make him understand how unique you are from the worms in the mud.]

【Task: Card production.】

【Make a star card and shocked Mandela, the manager of the Blue Shield Card Production Branch.】

【Task time limit: one hour.】

【Task Reward: Free Attribute Point*1.】

[Punishment of failure: Pleasure +10.]

Lin Qianjun glanced at the newly triggered task and couldn't help but twitch.

They just asked him to show his skills.

Can this be called a dog looking down on people?

Mandela thought Lin Qianjun was a little angry, so he had to explain politely: "Master Yigu, this is also a necessary process."

"Where is the card making room?" Lin Qianjun nodded indifferently and said directly.

Mandela breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this and hurriedly said, "Master Yigu, please follow me."

After saying that, he got up first and took Lin Qianjun to the card manufacturing room in the store.

I took the elevator to the ground, passed through the long corridor, and finally arrived at the card making room of this store.

Although this is just a branch, the card manufacturing room is not small, with all kinds of facilities inside, and the walls and floors are completely covered with new dark star materials with a thick layer of protective coating.

The reason for this is that making star cards is a particularly dangerous job. Although it is just a primary star card, once some star cards are produced, the consequences may cause most cities to disappear.

What's more, the annihilation of a planet is also possible.

At this time, another card maker was watching entertainment programs with a projection wall. When he saw Lin Qianjun and the others coming in, he greeted him: "Shopkeeper, you are here."

Mandela introduced to Lin Qianjun: "This is Osier, the star card master in our store. Although you are not like Master Yigu, you have studied in Xiken Civilization, but you have also studied star card production in Xunyi Civilization. You can make ordinary primary star cards."

This is tactful, but Lin Qianjun still knows the meaning of Mandela's desire to express.

The other party is not qualified to study in Level 2 civilization, and it is impossible to obtain systematic knowledge of star card production. Most of them are just half-baked star card master apprentices.

However, Lin Qianjun did not show any despised attitude, after all, he is also a fake.

"My name is Yigu, the star card master from Huihong Civilization. I'm very happy to know you." Lin Qianjun bowed.

"Osiele." Osiele also replied.

The situation is clear at a glance. It seems that the store manager has found a new card manufacturer, and it looks even better than himself.

I don’t know if the other party will replace him?

Of course, Osiele would not feel dissatisfied with it.

He is a star card master, and even if he only learns the basics, he cherishes his profession.

Even if the Blue Shield card is not needed, some places still need high-end talents like him.

He definitely has no shortage of this job.

And even if the other party replaces him, he is likely to stay and study or be sent to another branch.

It is impossible to lay off employees. After finally finding such a star card master, how can Blue Shield Company let him go easily if he doesn't use him until he dies?

On the other hand, Lin Qianjun had already reached the place where Osier made cards under Mandela's guidance.

One word, messy!

Very messy, very messy!!!

The card making desk and material library are filled with various things, and there is no meaning of classification at all. It can be said that there is no order at all.

Moreover, as a star card master, his card makers are still very retro devices, the most expensive of which is a solidification machine that is more than three meters high and a gravitational compressor that occupies most of the room.

These two things have been eliminated by the old version that I don’t know how long it has been.

Compared to the supernova MAX worn by Lin Qianjun on his wrist, these things are simply a joke.

"So, what kind of star card do you need me to make?" Lin Qianjun asked Mandela directly without a strange expression on his face.

"That's it? How about it?" Mandela chose a glove made of ultra-thin metal from the shelf in the material library and handed it to Lin Qianjun: "This is the anti-gravity glove of Blue Shield Technology. Wearing it can increase the strength of the arm's weight by three times its own weight."

Lin Qianjun did not reply, reached out and pulled it in front of him with his mental power. Then, without saying a word, activated the supernova MAX card-making device on his left hand, turning it into a solidified state in one breath, and then spent less than a second to instantly make it into a star card.

Lin Qianjun did this series of things very quickly, and Mandela and the apprentice of Star Card, named Osier, were not even able to react.

After they came to their senses, they only saw a transparent star card as thin as a cicada's wings floating in the sky.

Mandela and Osier were filled with shock and surprise.

To be honest, they have tried their best to think about the ease with which Lin Qianjun was when making star cards.

But I just passed it in my hand and made it into a star card. Isn’t that ridiculous?

Does he not need a solidifier or a gravitational compressor?

What exactly is a watch-like thing? Why can you successfully create a card by illuminating it with its light?

"Mr. Mandela, are there any other star cards to be made?" Lin Qianjun asked out loud.

"No...no!" Mandela came to his senses and said with some stuttering.

He always felt that compared with Lin Qianjun, he was like the same gap between those primitive civilizations and interstellar civilizations.

"So, am I considered to have passed the job?" Lin Qianjun asked.

"With your skills master, of course I have passed. I will give you the contract!" Mandela said quickly.

[You have completed the task [card making].]

[Task evaluation: High-end show-offs often only require the most simple and unpretentious way.]
Chapter completed!