"If you want to create a card with the attribute of [Gathering Yin], I suggest you pick two more cards. This way, the success rate will be higher," Su Wen couldn't help but remind.

 

After careful consideration, Chronicle realized that Su Wen was right.

 

He took out two ordinary green-grade materials from the card box and exchanged them for a square-shaped [Hundred Ghosts Black Pattern Stone] and a dirty and rough [Blood-stained Wrapping Corpse Cloth].

 

With this, he had all the materials needed to make the coffin.

 

"Do you need anything else?" Su Wen asked, sitting with his arms crossed on the nearby table.

 

"No, Teacher Su," Chronicle said as he put the three selected materials into the card box.

 

Su Wen continued, "I have sent the address to your phone. Go back and rest for now, and come over around eleven o'clock tonight. Once you arrive, no matter who it is, just fight!"

 

"I understand, Teacher Su."

 

After nodding, Chronicle returned to the compartment, changed back into his own clothes, put the Fusion Faction uniform back into the cloth bag, and then returned the same way.

 

As he left, a burly figure with graying temples appeared quietly beside Su Wen.

 

"President, do we really have to do this?" Su Wen sighed lightly as he looked at Chronicle's gradually disappearing figure, feeling conflicted. "If we let this child know that we suspect him and deliberately set up a test to probe him, he will definitely resent us."

 

"No, he won't," Fan Lei interrupted before Su Wen could finish his sentence.

 

"Do you think he is a magnanimous person?"

 

Speaking of this, Su Wen's mouth involuntarily curved up, but quickly fell back down – he couldn't find anything funny about this troublesome situation.

 

When Fan Lei heard this, he laughed heartily. "That 'early bird catches the worm' kid, where do you see his magnanimity?"

 

Taking a sip of hot water, he explained, "I just think he is a smart person. After knowing the truth, he will definitely understand our difficulties."

 

"Understanding is one thing, but it doesn't mean he can accept it emotionally," Su Wen said subconsciously.

 

"If it were any other child, they might hold a grudge against us for suspecting and testing them…" Fan Lei paused, then added, "but he definitely won't."

 

"Why?" Su Wen still didn't understand.

 

"Because after a short time together, I found that this child is not only smart but also mature in a way that is different from his peers."

 

"He knows better than anyone else: in the world of cardists, everything else is just talk, only what you have in your hands is real."

 

"So… I discussed it with Old Xie. If this child can pass the test smoothly and be confirmed without any problems, then we will increase our investment in him."

 

"As the saying goes, 'a skinny camel is bigger than a horse.' Even if the alliance is not doing well, the resources and benefits it can provide are not comparable to those in the sewers."

 

"Whether it's good or bad, that child understands it."

 

With that, he patted Su Wen's shoulder and said in a deep voice, "I know what you're thinking. Indeed, no matter how smoothly we handle this, it will leave a thorn in that child's heart."

 

"To be honest, I don't want to do this either, but Land of Peach… can't afford to be troubled anymore…"

 

"The recent invasion of the secret realm has already caused us heavy losses, and now this [Fusion Faction] is coming with great momentum."

 

"Moreover, at this time, Chronicle suddenly appeared out of nowhere. It's certainly a great thing, but all of this… seems too coincidental."

 

"He was just a mediocre card maker who was constantly hesitating about his first card-making goal not long ago. But as soon as the Fusion Faction appeared, he transformed into a top card-making genius."

 

"I would like to believe that he suddenly became enlightened, after all, we have Old Xie as an example. But the problem is, we can't afford to gamble."

 

"In a situation of scarce resources, paying a high price to cultivate a genius for the opponent… it can no longer be described as shocking."

 

"If we were to be backstabbed again…"

 

At this point, Fan Lei let out a long sigh, unable to continue speaking.

 

His face already looked old, and at this moment, it appeared even more haggard and worn out.

 

Seeing the other person like this, Su Wen sighed lightly and didn't say anything more.

 

Even though he firmly believed from beginning to end that Chronicle had no problem.

 

The reason was simple:

 

None of the evil organization leaders he knew, one after another, had the courage to send their own geniuses to the alliance as moles.

 

"But in the current situation, who can say for sure?"

 

Shaking his head slightly with a hint of helplessness, Su Wen slowly opened his palm, and the orange-framed [Dark Crow] Legion card appeared instantly.

 

As he infused it with spiritual power, it turned into strands of black flowing light, surging in all directions, quickly encompassing the training base within a radius of several miles.

 

"Don't disappoint me, Chronicle."

 

Turning his head to look at the misty sky outside the tent, he murmured to himself.

 

…

 

At the same time, in the outskirts of Land of Peach, there was a white funeral shop called [Sending Off].

 

Under the dim light, the bald-headed owner was resting his chubby legs on the counter, constantly flipping through the novel called "Card Breaking the Sky" in his hands.

 

On the surface, he seemed to be engrossed in reading.

 

But if one observed carefully, they would notice that his gaze never left the window next to him.

 

No matter how you looked at it, it seemed like he was keeping watch.

 

And that was indeed the case.

 

At this moment, in the small warehouse behind the shop.

 

A group of Fusion Faction members in casual clothes were sitting around a coffin, using it as a table, discussing something.

 

"All the geniuses of Land of Peach are here. If we can eliminate them, this famous ghost city will be in decline within a few years without any successors."

 

A young man with a shaved head and glasses pointed to the map on the coffin lid and said in a deep voice, "By then, it will be effortless for us to take over this strategically important city."

 

Upon hearing this, the slightly overweight middle-aged man sitting next to him pondered for a moment before replying, "If we can use the Land of Peach Secret Realm as a starting point, we might be able to fulfill the [Great Master's Ambition] in the next hundred years."

 

As soon as these words were spoken, it immediately sparked intense discussion among the group.Under the deliberate guidance of the slightly overweight middle-aged man, they hastily settled on a plan to raid the training base tonight.

 

After all, time waits for no one.

 

The training has just begun, and there are only a few experts including Fan Lei and Su Wen. They are not a hard nut to crack.

 

However, as time goes on and the course progresses, there will definitely be more and more local experts coming to teach and select disciples.

 

By then, let alone making a move, it would be good if they could escape in advance.

 

"So it's settled. When the time comes, Ah Mang and I will hold off those old guys."

 

"As for the children… I'll have to trouble you all."

 

The slightly overweight middle-aged man said with a smile.

 

"Elder Bai, you're too serious!"

 

Everyone present said in unison.