FYN Chapter 119: The Difficulties from the Card Master Association
Chapter 119: The Difficulties from the Card Master Association
Chapter 120: The Difficulties from the Card Master Association
Zhang Qingzhe felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
My vision was instantly swallowed up by an endless crimson.
He felt as if he had fallen into an ocean of blood, the thick, warm liquid surging in from all directions, dragging him down.
A suffocating feeling gripped his throat, and countless distorted hallucinations and piercing screams flooded his mind, tearing at his reason.
For a fleeting moment, his consciousness seemed to flicker like a candle in the wind, almost collapsing completely.
At that very moment—
The World Cards in the Card Pack shine with unwavering brilliance once again.
On the card, the golden dancer is depicted in a gesture of peaceful prayer.
A vast and peaceful force rippled outwards, like the strongest dam, keeping the surging sea of blood and the frenzied whispers at bay.
Zhang Qingzhe's almost unfocused pupils refocused.
The feeling of suffocation receded like a tide, and cool air rushed into my lungs again.
At the same time, the head that had rolled to the ground exploded completely with a "bang," like a ripe fruit, turning into a pool of filthy blood.
A gust of wind swept through the park, carrying with it the smell of burnt and blood.
Only then did Zhang Qingzhe belatedly realize that his back was completely soaked in cold sweat, and a chilling sensation washed over him.
His breathing gradually stabilized, and his eyes gradually regained their clarity.
But what followed was intense fatigue that swept over the entire body.
My physical strength is completely exhausted.
The knees that had remained straight under the monster's terrifying pressure now seemed to melt and go limp.
Zhang Qingzhe swayed and stumbled backward.
However, the expected pain of falling to the ground did not come.
Several hands of different sizes, still warm from body heat, promptly supported his back.
Zhang Qingzhe turned around in surprise.
These were the children he had just risked his life to save, and the parents who had come urgently seeking him.
Ignoring the lingering stench of blood from the battlefield and the potential dangers, they used their meager yet warm strength to support and stabilize his swaying body.
Those eyes, which were originally filled with fear, now revealed a sense of certainty and deep gratitude.
Zhang Qingzhe's selfless act just now seemed to have injected some kind of strength into their cold hearts.
That was a courage that overwhelmed fear!
As long as this spirit remains, the flame of humanity will never be extinguished.
Soon, the sharp sound of police sirens grew louder as they approached.
Security Bureau support convoys surrounded the scene and took over the cleanup work.
As a key party involved, Zhang Qingzhe was politely invited into a bomb-proof vehicle to await initial questioning.
A middle-aged policeman looked at his still somewhat youthful profile and couldn't help but ask curiously, "Are you—a [Formal Card Master]?"
Not yet.
"What grade are you in now?"
"Freshman year".
"Freshman year?!"
The police officer's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief. "A freshman with this kind of ability?"
He then routinely inquired about some basic information, including Zhang Qingzhe's school and contact information.
The statement was only halfway through when a heated argument suddenly broke out outside the car, penetrating the poorly soundproofed doors.
The hunters of the Card Master Association are currently divided into two distinct factions regarding Zhang Qingzhe's actions.
One faction spoke vehemently, arguing that Zhang Qingzhe, not being a member of the association, had intervened in the operation without authorization, disrupting the original plan and exacerbating the chaos on site.
"If he hadn't acted rashly, we could have proceeded with the hunt as planned after evacuating the citizens!" said a burly man.
Meanwhile, the opposing faction, led by Grey Eyes, countered sharply, "Battlefield situations change in an instant; there are no 'what ifs'! Handling unexpected situations is a hunter's duty!"
"Moreover, judging from the monster's subsequent outburst, without this young man's intervention, our people would likely have suffered heavy casualties!"
The group that had spoken earlier immediately retorted, "He just got lucky! We've almost finished off that monster; it's just one final blow away!"
Gray Eyes fell at the forefront and had a clear view of the situation.
He responded to this statement with an undisguised sneer.
The debate escalated rapidly and became increasingly heated.
One side accused the gray-eyed man of being "cowardly and exaggerating."
This thoroughly enraged the gray-eyed man.
He retorted, saying that the other party was "jealous of talent and wanted to steal credit from others."
At the height of the argument, the door of the armored vehicle was suddenly pulled open!
A burly hunter with an unfriendly expression leaned in, intending to drag Zhang Qingzhe out for a "confrontation" and force him to "admit his mistakes."
The police officer standing nearby looked troubled but could do nothing about it.
They are just ordinary people, and they have no right to interfere in the disputes between card masters.
The hunter suddenly rushed forward, about to grab Zhang Qingzhe by the collar.
He had already decided in his heart that Zhang Qingzhe was just lucky to have gotten the job, and that his strength was not worth mentioning.
With my extensive experience as a seasoned hunter, dealing with a college student would be a piece of cake.
However, he never expected that Zhang Qingzhe would not buy into this at all.
Almost the instant that hand touched the collar, the invisible [Mage's Hand] was activated.
A powerful force lifted the hunter up and "thrown" him cleanly out of the car, where he landed hard on his backside.
A burst of laughter erupted outside the car.
More disgruntled hunters began to stir, wanting to rush in and "demand an explanation."
The gray-eyed man pushed through the restless crowd and bent down to enter the carriage alone.
"Well done, young man."
He first offered a sincere compliment, a bitter smile playing on his weathered face.
"Uncle, what are those people outside making such a racket trying to do?" Zhang Qingzhe asked, displeased.
"What else can we do?"
The gray-eyed man shrugged, wincing in pain as the wound on his severed arm aggravated his injury. "It's for the bonus, you know. You just killed that monster, and according to procedure, the credit and most of the bonus go to you. Of course, they're not happy about it."
Zhang Qingzhe rubbed his temples speechlessly.
I never expected that after just surviving a life-or-death crisis, I would have to face this kind of upsetting conflict of interest.
The gray-eyed man leaned closer and lowered his voice, saying, "They won't let this go easily. I have an idea for you."
"What idea?"
"Join the Card Masters Association now."
The gray-eyed man's gaze was serious. "I'll directly recruit you into my team. That way, you'll be one of us." The operation just now could be considered internal cooperation within the association, so the others wouldn't have much to say.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Qingzhe frowned slightly.
"Don't make that face," the gray-eyed man quickly explained, his tone carrying a hint of江湖 (jianghu, a term referring to the world of martial arts and chivalry) familiarity. "Uncle, I'm really not taking advantage of you. This is purely for your own good, to save you from a lot of trouble later."