Perhaps because his surging vitality magnetic field had not completely calmed down yet, so it interfered with the card that had compressed dozens of crystals to the limit until they were as thin as a cicada's wings. Nanoscale spirit circuits were carved on the card and glued together layer by layer.
The Heavenly Dragon Club's membership card was dazzling and colorful. It was dozens of layers thick, and its extremely complicated spirit tattoos seemed to have protruding layers of golden scales.
A majestic five-clawed golden dragon, which was crouching at the center of the card, looked like it was soaring into the sky and rushing toward Meng Chao.
Meng Chao narrowed his eyes subconsciously.
When he signed the collaboration agreement with the Red Dragon Army on Superstar Resource's behalf, he had thought that the nine mega corporations would most likely offer a higher price to win him over.