On the other side.
At the headquarters of the Heresy Association, in the President's office.
At this moment.
After a whole night of poring over documents concerning Jin Zhenghe's death and the missing person case, the President stretched his limbs and glanced at the clock on his desk. It was midnight.
He couldn't help but ask his assistant outside the door:
"So much time has passed, why haven't the surveillance personnel reported back? Have they been discovered?"
The assistant rose from his desk, also glancing at the time:
"They probably haven't been discovered. The person we sent this time isn't an exorcist, but an ordinary person tracking from a distance. Perhaps they were too focused on tracking and forgot to report. After all, tracking is easy, but maintaining contact during tracking is difficult. President, I'll make a call to check."
"Alright."
The President nodded.
Immediately.
The assistant picked up his phone and called the surveillance personnel, putting it on speakerphone so the President could hear. Soon, the call was answered.
"Hello, it's me. How's your observation going? Why haven't you reported in so long? I told you to report every half hour. Have you been discovered?"
"No, no, I haven't been discovered. My apologies, I was too focused on watching and forgot to report."
The surveillance personnel quickly replied, stating:
"I'll report now. Zhang Wei and the others have arrived at a demolished residential area, and I've discovered that Zhang Wei and the others aren't investigating the missing person case."
"Hmm? Not investigating the missing person case? Then what are they out doing so late? Could they be going to a bar? It's possible, at their age, this time of night is perfect for clubbing..."
"No, they didn't go to a bar. They went to a demolished residential area to catch a ghost. They are currently dealing with a ghost."
Upon hearing this.
Both the President and the assistant were stunned.
"Huh? They took on a missing person case, but instead of investigating, they're catching another ghost? Is Zhang Wei really that reckless? That confident?"
The assistant said speechlessly.
The President, however, waved his hand, interrupting him:
"It doesn't matter. Since Zhang Wei is so confident, let's take this opportunity to deal with the ghost and see his abilities. Tell me, what's the situation with Zhang Wei dealing with the ghost?"
"President, the one dealing with the ghost isn't Zhang Wei, but Zhang Wei's friend, Wu Nian from Mount Wutai."
"From Mount Wutai? That's fine, tell me about it. Great Xia has many professions of exorcists, it's a good chance for a direct understanding. I've heard that Buddhist exorcism methods in Great Xia are formidable, especially their ability to guide souls. What Buddhist methods did that Wu Nian use to deal with the ghost?"
"Uh... President, the methods Wu Nian used... I'm not sure how to put it."
"Hmm? What's so difficult to say? I'm afraid you won't believe me if I say it."
Both the President and the assistant were stunned.
Then, as if realizing something, the President smiled and said:
"It's fine, just say it. Did he use firearms? I've heard recently that Mount Wutai has been developing firearms for exorcism. It's said that a group of monks from Mount Wutai went to Syria and achieved significant exorcism results. So, what firearms did Wu Nian use?"
"Ahem, President, Wu Nian didn't use firearms."
"Then what? Don't worry about me not believing you, just say it. Even if it's not firearms, I'll believe you."
Upon hearing this.
The surveillance personnel felt a surge of emotion. As expected of our Heresy Association President, he is so knowledgeable. My own perspective is too narrow.
Immediately.
The surveillance personnel no longer feared their words wouldn't be believed and quickly said:
"Okay, President, Wu Nian is using Yu-Gi-Oh! cards, the kind from the Yu-Gi-Oh! game."
"And now Wu Nian has summoned Dark Magician Girl, and subsequently summoned Dark Magician. Both are attacking the ghost, and the ghost is injured. However, Wu Nian doesn't seem to plan on resolving it just like that. He has also set two cards on the field, unsure if they are magic or trap cards."
His voice was not loud.
But with the speakerphone on, both the President and the assistant heard it clearly. They were visibly stunned. Even the President of the Heresy Association was dumbfounded, at one point thinking he was hallucinating.
Seeing that the surveillance personnel was about to continue explaining.
The President quickly interrupted:
"Wait, what did you say? You said Wu Nian used what to deal with the ghost? Game cards? Are you sure they're game cards? Are they the game cards I'm thinking of?"
"Yes, President, they are game cards. Do you know the Yu-Gi-Oh! anime that was popular worldwide over a decade ago? The protagonist was Yugi Muto, who possessed the Millennium Puzzle. Then he had a rival named Seto Kaiba, and they used cards called 'Duel Monsters' on something called a 'Duel Disk' to battle."
The surveillance personnel spoke with familiarity, their eyes never leaving Wu Nian, who was still in combat:
"The rumors about Mount Wutai using firearms are probably false. Mount Wutai remains compassionate as always, but they have indeed kept up with the times, using game cards to deal with ghosts. Wu Nian draws a card each turn, summoning Yu-Gi-Oh! monsters to deal with the ghost."
Before he finished speaking.
The surveillance personnel saw Wu Nian draw another card. Although it was from a distance, he, who had a slight understanding of lip-reading, judged from Wu Nian's clasped hands that he understood what Wu Nian was saying:
"Amitabha, Benefactor Ghost, this humble monk activates the Field Spell Card 'Stadium' and sacrifices cards like Little Furry."
With that said.
Wu Nian glanced at Zhang Wei and finally said with a gulp:
"Ahem... Come forth, Blue-Eyes White Dragon!"
*Ching!*
The card was placed, and light bloomed.
"Roar————"
A silver-white Western dragon appeared, roaring in all directions, shaking the entire residential building.
Seeing this.
The surveillance personnel spoke directly into the phone:
"Wu Nian has summoned cards again, President. I'm sure of it, those are indeed game cards. Because the card he summoned this time is very familiar to me. It's the Blue-Eyes White Dragon, my son and I's favorite game card. Oh no, the ghost is trying to escape. Oh, it's fine now, the ghost's path is blocked by Dark Magician Girl and Dark Magician."
"The ghost can't escape. Wu Nian has made the Blue-Eyes White Dragon attack. Damn it! So powerful, the ghost isn't dead yet? Did Wu Nian hold back, or is that ghost very strong?"
At the same time.
At the Heresy Association headquarters, in the President's office.
The President and the assistant were staring blankly at the phone, or rather, listening to the voice from the phone.
As the surveillance personnel finished their last sentence.
In unison.
The President and the assistant looked at each other:
"Has the person you found gone mad? What a joke, using game cards to exorcise ghosts. I could believe firearms, but monks using game cards, drawing cards to deal with ghosts? Can a normal person say something like that?"
"Uh... President, that person..."
Before the assistant could respond to the President.
In the next second.
The surveillance personnel's voice came from the phone.
"Wait, what is Wu Nian doing? He, he sacrificed the Blue-Eyes White Dragon, Dark Magician, and the newly summoned Red-Eyes Black Dragon... Damn it!! President, Wu Nian is summoning Slifer the Sky Dragon!!"
As he spoke.
Whether it was the President or the assistant, they both heard it. Following the surveillance personnel's words, a clear 'dragon roar' sound came from the phone.
The sound was extremely impactful.
And extremely familiar.
It was the summoning roar of Slifer the Sky Dragon.
Even through the phone, both the President and the assistant could feel the shock and power of the sound, which could not be conveyed by special effects alone.
President: "..."
Assistant: "..."