Under the watchful eyes of the crowd.
Time passed.
One second passed.
Dathumon continued to struggle.
Two seconds passed.
Dathumon was still struggling!
Three seconds passed.
At this point, it had already reached the minimum standard for sealing a monster.
When a monster is controlled within the seal card for three seconds, a link is established with the card apostle.
However, due to Dathumon's extraordinary potential and its special species, it was able to keep resisting.
But the students and onlookers.
Starting to feel that something was off.
Why hasn't it ended yet?
The seal card should've exploded by now, right??
Malite was also puzzled.
"Why does it feel like several seconds have passed?"
"Could it be...?"
He quickly analyzed the situation and concluded decisively.
Is my focus just too intense, making time seem to drag on?!
Of course!
It couldn't be that Moste's seal card has really trapped this strange dragon-shaped monster for several seconds.
After all, dragon-shaped monsters are inherently noble!
"Don't rush. No need to rush."
"I'll need to talk to the teacher and the NPC later."
"I'll ask them to help."
"Make sure we can perfectly suppress the dragon-shaped monster's health."
Malite himself could defeat the dragon-shaped monster, but what if it managed to escape? He would need to team up with others to trap it.
He only had one blank seal card, which had already been washed clean.
Malite was rapidly planning, paying no attention to the energy fluctuations in the sky or the fiercely struggling monster.
Because...
Was there really a need to focus on something that was bound to happen—
Moste's failure to seal, after all?
And just as the fourth second passed...
As the students anxiously waited...
Ding!
Finally, the change occurred!
The light in the seal card flared up!
It was going to explode!
Malite, Vainette, and the other students all wore expressions of of course.
However, to their surprise...
With a crisp sound, the seal card, which had seemed on the verge of collapse, suddenly stabilized.
It now displayed intricate black and gold patterns across the card's surface.
In the center of the card was a dragon beast, exuding a magnificent aura, its body crackling with electricity and divine power.
The seal card, now the size of a door, rapidly shrank and fell into Moste's hand.
Even a blind person could see what had just happened.
It was undoubtedly the scene of a successful seal.
However, even Vainette, who had always supported Moste silently and had been the most optimistic about him, was momentarily stunned. Her lips parted, and she spoke words of disbelief.
"Th-This... it really succeeded in sealing?!"
"How is that possible?!"
"That monster was struggling so fiercely!"
Soon, the students present were also exchanging confused glances, staring wide-eyed at each other.
"Eh?"
"What happened?"
"Did it really succeed? What just happened? I didn't see clearly, can someone explain?"
A moment of chaos ensued among the crowd.
Finally, it was Malite.
At first, he didn't understand the situation either. But as he looked at the glowing card in Moste's hand, he finally reacted. "Damn, he actually sealed it successfully!"
"But how is that possible?"
"That monster was struggling so violently, it wasn't about to submit!"
"But why did he...?"
"Could it be that this is the so-called ultra-rare lucky event??"
Malite was truly stunned.
It didn't make sense!
He could only chalk it up to this—
Card Realm had only just launched, and research and theories about the game were still in their infancy.
Perhaps... sealing a monster with a card involved a certain element of luck??
Did Moste just get incredibly lucky and capture this strange monster by chance?
What he didn't know was that.
Yes, Dathumon had resisted fiercely, but its SSS-level talent had made the seal card extraordinarily strong!
It couldn't break free. It could only exhaust itself completely and, in the end...
Be forced to submit!
While everyone around was still in a daze.
Moste casually flicked his hand, storing the card into his body to nourish it.
He could even feel an odd connection slowly forming between himself and Dathumon, with waves of energy flooding into his body!
As a card apostle, one could enhance their attributes by forging monster cards and acquire weakened versions of abilities by refining spell cards.
All strength stemmed from the cards!
Thus, the person who successfully obtained their first card was the one.
Who could truly be called a player in Card Realm...
After a brief silence in the air, everyone was still in disbelief.
But then…
Vainette was the first to smile genuinely. While she coveted the mysterious monster card, she was also genuinely happy that her student had obtained such a powerful card!
From this point on, Moste's future would surely be smooth sailing.
Vainette had been a teacher for many years, and her professional ethics were deeply ingrained, far outweighing the trivial wins and losses of a game.
"Congratulations! Congratulations!"
The NPC with White-tier strength approached, also eager to make a familiar impression.
NPCs in Card Realm were highly intelligent and well-versed in human emotions.
The White-tier staff member commented, "To possess an initial monster card with dual attributes and a dragon form... "
"Young man, your future is limitless!"
At that moment, a series of notifications flashed in front of Moste's eyes—
[NPC: Harros' affinity for you has increased!]
[NPC: Harros' affinity for you has increased!]
[NPC: Harros'...]
At the same time, as the NPC spoke, the students around them slowly seemed to snap out of their daze.
In their eyes, there was still a trace of jealousy, envy, and complexity. But that didn't stop them from approaching Moste one by one.
"Moste, you've really made it!"
"How did you capture it? I saw that monster struggling the whole time. Could it be that the seal card has a small chance of directly capturing a monster? If so, you really hit the jackpot!"
"From now on, our class—no, our whole school—will have to stick with you!"
...
In an instant, Moste went from being the bottom of the class, the subject of ridicule and mockery, to becoming the center of attention, with everyone trying to flatter and win him over.
Farros even puffed out his chest proudly.
"I told you, my buddy was bound to make it!"
However, this boy who had always stood by Moste's side without question, now had a hint of melancholy in his eyes.
Though he too had sealed a monster card, its strength was clearly far weaker than the one Moste had just captured.
He truly hoped his good friend would succeed and make a name for himself in Card Realm.
But if he could have it his way, Farros also wished Moste would always stay just a tiny bit weaker than him—just a little bit, nothing too much...
Now that Moste was far stronger, Farros couldn't help but feel a pang of discomfort. Still, his well wishes remained genuine.
Amid the chatter and noise.
Moste couldn't help but let a smile creep across his face.
How to put it...
Before he transmigrated, he'd read a few novels where the protagonists would constantly hide their true strength and keep a low profile.
But...
To be able to show off like this, in front of the familiar classmates he had studied with for three years—was incredibly satisfying!
It felt amazing to finally take the spotlight!
However, the one who felt the worst was Malite. He looked at the Phantom Leopard, which had already been turned into a blank card with a prop...
He was about to vomit blood.
He had already figured out how to seal that dragon-shaped monster, and now, this opportunity...
It was gone??
Malite thought back to how Moste had ignored him in class earlier, and all the old grudges and new resentments surged to the surface.
He looked at Moste's face and felt an intense hatred!
It was him!
He had disrespected me earlier, and now he's stealing my opportunity...
Despicable! Deserves to die!
A flash of cold malice flickered in Malite's eyes.
He had been roaming around Card Realm for a month, unlike those sheltered students in the classroom. His mind was steadier, and his methods far more ruthless.
Malite stepped forward, opened his backpack, and pulled out an item, displaying it in his palm.
"Moste, can I ask for a favor?"
"I'd like to trade for the initial monster card you're holding."
Monster cards could naturally be traded among players.
However, players who hadn't sealed their first monster card couldn't unlock the trade module, so the initial cards necessary to become a true Card Apostle had to be handled by the players themselves.
But after successfully sealing a monster...
The cards could be exchanged.
"This item I have is extremely suitable for cultivating dark attribute monsters."
"And you don't have the corresponding items, so you won't be able to properly cultivate that dragon-shaped monster card."
"How about I trade you my Frost Falcon for it?"
Malite wore a serious expression.
But everyone around them was stunned.
They were mostly shocked by his shamelessness.
Wait a minute...
Your Frost Falcon—its value can't possibly compare to the card Moste holds, can it?
This is ridiculous!
Moste was initially going to refuse outright, but when he saw the evolution material Malite had displayed, his pupils contracted.
Holy shit!