Chapter 626 It’s Time to Get Down to Business

The venue for the finals of the psychic competition is the best five-star hotel in Moscow.

The largest and best hall of this hotel was used.

At this moment, in this brightly lit hall with photography equipment arranged all around.

There are five psychic contestants who have qualified for the finals with Anderson.

However, these five people with different styles are standing in this hall at this time. After seeing the young Anderson coming, they are all a little uneasy.

They already think that the champion of this competition must be the young Anderson!

Even the most arrogant and ponytailed witch gave up after studying Anderson's information for a long time and set her goal on how to show up in the next show.

In order to make her crystal ball witch fortune-telling shop in Moscow famous.

In order to attract more high-quality customers for herself.

"Welcome, our dearest great prophet Anderson. Your ability is impeccable, and several wonderful predictions have amazed us."

The person in charge in the hall trotted over to greet Anderson's arrival. After shaking hands with Anderson cordially, he skipped the introduction of the contestants and explained to Anderson the precautions for the next step.

No one around questioned the preferential treatment given to Anderson.

After all, this is the great prophet Anderson who predicted earthquakes and floods and saved hundreds of thousands of lives in the media propaganda!

He is a true extraordinary person with a mysterious heritage!

He deserves such preferential treatment from the official!

After some preparation, the live broadcast officially began. After giving the contestants a wide shot, the photographers immediately fixed the close-up on the photo of the host and Anderson.

It's good not to move anymore, which immediately caused a commotion in the evening. Countless unknown netizens sent barrages to support the photographer and said they would add a chicken leg to his lunch box!

The host was a blonde lady who looked quite dignified and generous in a white dress. She seemed to be a famous host of the Mosca TV station.

At this time, after saying a few clichés, she kept a professional smile and explained the rules of the competition:

"The content of this psychic competition is in this grand hall that has been carefully decorated by the organizers for two days and one night. Our staff hid fifty-four special playing cards here in advance."

"These special cards can make all the currently known cheating methods ineffective."

"It can be said that the contestants must rely on their own real skills to find these cards."

"We don't care what method you use. You need to find the fifty-four special playing cards hidden by the director team in this grand hall in the next half hour."

"After half an hour, the psychic who finds the most playing cards will be the champion of this psychic competition!"

"If the number of cards on both sides is the same, the one with the most points on the playing cards will win."

"Special cards?"

The tall ponytail witch with purple eye cream suddenly opened her eyes wide.

As a senior fortune teller, finding all kinds of details and tracking traces has always been her specialty!

She even taught herself a book called "Self-cultivation of Detectives" and was quite confident in finding things.

Her heart started beating violently.

Deep in her heart, she couldn't help but have the ambition to win the championship this time.

The tall witch's ambition to win the championship was just ignited.

On the other side, the short contestant dressed in black leather and cowboy hat, who thought he had watched the detective anime more than ten times and whose essential job was to be a detective, also began to get ready.

They suddenly saw that the young Anderson who had just scratched his chestnut short hair beside them suddenly raised his hand high.

This made every contestant look curiously, wanting to know what this young Anderson wanted to do.

After the director's order, the lights, music, and camera all served Anderson.

The beautiful host approached Anderson and asked curiously: "Our great prophet Anderson, do you have any questions?"

Anderson nodded shyly under the light and asked curiously: "That... Can I get all the poker cards in this competition?"

"In this case, am I destined to be the champion?"

"Huh?"

"All... all the poker cards?" The female host looked at the director's office in confusion.

There seemed to be no standard answer to this question in the small cards they provided.

The director of the director's office was also a little confused. Those cards were specially made and used some special plastic to avoid cheating by some high-tech equipment.

As for the hiding places, some are relatively simple, and some require security personnel to take equipment to detect and find them for several hours.

However... Who made Anderson a superhuman? The director really didn't dare to say that the other party was talking nonsense.

The others just watched Anderson pretending quietly, and didn't jump out to publicly question and slap the boy in the face.

After all, this is a superhuman who successfully predicted an earthquake and just made the headlines!

How stupid would someone be to deliberately provoke his anger!

After thinking about it, the director had no choice but to let the female host answer the Anderson boy. Of course, this is fine.

After all, it is in line with the rules.

So everyone saw the Anderson boy with chestnut short hair, smiled happily, walked out of the contestant team quickly, and trotted to the center of the stage.

He shook his chestnut short hair, turned around and smiled, and apologized to the others:

"Everyone, I, Anderson, am in a hurry."

"So, I'm going to take the championship of this psychic competition now!"

"So... I apologize, I can't continue to play with you."

"I, Anderson, have to do business!"

Having said this, Anderson spread his hands and muttered an obscure spell silently.

"Everyone, pay attention, our great prophet is about to start to use his power!"

The director's office turned up the atmosphere, and there was an off-site voiceover shouting loudly.

Everyone was waiting to see what Anderson would do next.

Suddenly, after Anderson finished chanting the spell, he opened his eyes, looked straight ahead, and said with full energy:

"Cards!"

Then he heard a sound of breaking wind whistling in the hall with this shout, echoing throughout the hall.

Then, one by one, the special playing cards about the size of a child's palm, unexpectedly seemed to have magic, and flew out from everywhere and flew in front of Anderson.

They were stacked one on top of another.

Just like the most amazing magic show, it was full of viewing pleasure and unforgettable!

After countless audiences were dumbfounded.

They all questioned whether they were watching a magic show or a special effects show?

At this time, the public opinion guidance Yuan took action and directly pointed out the truth...

In the venue of this psychic competition, in addition to the staff, there were special envoys from at least fifty countries and regions watching inside.

They couldn't do this.

And... they couldn't make such a flawless special effects shot.

What's more, don't forget it.

This Anderson boy is a superhuman.

And for a superhuman, no matter how magical the performance is, it is possible.