8 A Predicament

Chen Mu's heart skipped a beat, as he deftly picked up the card with his fingers and inserted it into the slot of the device on his wrist. 

"Crap!" The readout on the face of the card was still the same as before. 

So, what kind of transformation did this card undergo? Chen Mu's curious mind abruptly became fierce beyond measure. He hated not being able impulsively to go out right away and buy a three-star power-card.

Impulses are the devil! Impulses are the devil! Chen Mu was muttering to himself, reminding himself that this was not a small figure. After a lot of effort, he finally restrained himself with great difficulty. An ordinary person would likely be unable to restrain himself and would have gone out to buy a three-star power-card. But Chen Mu had steely resolve and had never slipped up in his restraint.