My Little Country

The final venue of the psychic contest is the best five-star hotel in downtown Moska.

I used the largest and best town hall in this hotel.

At this moment, in this brightly lit hall, all the surroundings are equipped with photographic equipment in the hall.

There are five psychic players who qualified with Anderson for the final.

It's just that the five people with different shapes stand in this hall at this time. After seeing the Anderson boy coming, they are all a little embarrassed.

They already felt that the champion of this competition was the young Anderson!

Even one of the most arrogant and tall ponytail witch in the house, after studying Anderson's data for a long time, had no choice but to give up and focus on how to show his face in the next show.

So as to start her reputation as a crystal ball witch divination shop in Mosca.

To attract more high-quality customers for themselves.

"Welcome to you, our dear and great prophet Anderson, your abilities are impeccable, and we have been amazed by several wonderful predictions."

The person in charge trot in the hall to greet the arrival of Anderson. After shaking hands with Anderson, he skipped the introduction of players and gave Anderson an affectionate explanation of the next matters.

No one ran around to question the favorable treatment received by Anderson.

After all, in the media propaganda, Anderson, the great prophet who predicted the earthquake and the flood, saved hundreds of thousands of lives!

It is a real transcendental person with a mysterious heritage!

He deserves such official treatment!

After some preparations, the live broadcast officially began. After the photographers gave the contestants a big shot, the close-up shot was immediately set on the group photo of the host and Anderson.

It doesn't move very well anymore, and suddenly caused a commotion in the evening. Numerous unknown netizens have issued barrage to support the photographer, saying that they want to add a chicken leg to their lunch box!

The host is a fair-haired blonde lady in a white dress, which seems to be the famous host of the Mosca TV station.

At this point, after speaking a few clichés, she said the rules of the game with a professional smile:

"The content of this psychic contest is in this great hall that has been carefully arranged by the organizer for two days and one night. Our staff hid 54 special poker cards here in advance."

"These special cards can invalidate the various cheating methods currently known."

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

"We don't care what method you use, you need to find the fifty-four special playing cards hidden in the Great Hall of the director in the next half hour."

"After half an hour, the psychic with the most poker cards found is the champion of this psychic contest!"

"If both sides have the same number of cards, the one with the most poker points will win."

"Special card?"

The tall ponytail witch's eyes with purple eye cream suddenly widened.

As a senior soothsayer, it is always her housekeeping ability to find various details and track the traces!

Even she has self-taught the detective self-cultivation as a book, quite confident in finding things.

She couldn't help but thump violently.

Deep down in my heart, I couldn't help but have the ambition to win this time.

The title of the tall witch has just ignited.

On the other hand, when I thought I had supplemented the detective anime more than ten times, and the essential job was that of a detective, a little dwarf dressed in a black leather cowboy hat, he also began to prepare for the fight.

Suddenly they saw that the Anderson boy who had just caught the short chestnut hair beside them suddenly raised his hand high.

This made every contestant look at it curiously and wanted to know what this Anderson boy wanted to do.

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

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

Anderson nodded shyly under the lights and asked curiously: "Well...Is it okay for me to get all the playing cards by myself this time?"

"Is this a destiny for me to be a champion?"

"what?"

"So... all the playing cards?" The hostess looked confused towards the director.

There seems to be no standard answer to this question in the small card they provided.

The director of the director's department is also a bit ignorant. The cards are specially made, using some special plastic to avoid cheating by certain high-tech equipment.

As for the hiding place, some are relatively simple, while others require security personnel to take the equipment to detect and it will take several hours to find.

But...who made Anderson the transcendent, the director really dared not talk nonsense.

The rest of them just looked at Anderson quietly, and did not jump out to openly question the teenager.

After all, this is a prophecy that predicts a successful earthquake and has just made headlines!

How stupid a person would intentionally provoke his anger!

After thinking about it, the director had to ask the hostess to answer the Anderson boy.

After all, this is in line with the rules.

So everyone saw the Anderson boy with short maroon hair. After a cheerful smile, he quickly walked out of the contestant team and trot to the center of the stage.

He flicked his short chestnut hair, smiled back, and apologized to the others:

"You, I, Anderson, are in a hurry."

"So, I will take away the champion of this psychic contest now!"

"So... sorry, I can't continue playing with you anymore."

"I, Anderson, are going to do business!"

Speaking of which, Anderson spread his hands and silently murmured an obscure spell.

"Come on, everyone, our great prophet is about to start working!"

The director tuned up the atmosphere and even shouted out-of-court.

Everyone was waiting to see what Anderson would do next.

Suddenly, after seeing that Anderson's mantra was over, he opened his eyes, looked straight ahead, and said with full energy:

"The card comes!"

Just listened to this loud shout in the General Assembly Hall, a burst of wind breaking sound came through the hall.

Afterwards, a series of special playing cards about the size of a child's slap, seemingly magical, flew from place to place in front of Anderson.

It is a stack of stacks one by one~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Just like the most amazing magic show, full of ornamental and amazing at the same time!

After countless viewers dumbfounded.

They questioned whether they were watching a magic show or a special effect drama?

At this time, the public opinion director shot, directly indicating where the truth is...

In this psychic contest, in addition to the staff, there are at least 50 country and regional commissioners watching.

They cannot do this.

And... they can't do this kind of special effects shot without flaws.

What's more, don't forget.

This Anderson boy is a superlative.

And an extraordinary person, no matter how miraculous the performance is, it is also possible.