Passing on the Lamp of the Buddha's Heart: Wu Song Infused with Spiritual Power; the Emergency Headband Is Developed! (Continued)

the [Duke of Zhou] Summoning God Card he had made for him.

With an Advanced Card Master of dark-purple-tier strength here, H City's sky would not come crashing down no matter what.

The Security Bureau, this official machine, would never grind to a halt so easily.

A full five minutes passed.

Only then did the communicator vibrate.

The screen lit up, and Lu Wenshu's face appeared.

This Deputy Director, usually refined and easygoing, his expression unchanged even if Mount Tai collapsed before him—

now had bloodshot eyes.

His voice was hoarse, steeped in profound exhaustion.

"Sorry. I was dealing with several Fallen just now and couldn't answer."

Lu Wenshu rubbed at the bridge of his nose and forced himself to stay alert.

"I heard you returned in triumph?

Not bad! You've opened up such a vast strategic depth for H City.

Unfortunately.

The Security Bureau doesn't have the manpower to take over the territory you captured right now.

We... can barely look after ourselves."

Lin Chen's brows drew together slightly.

His fingers tapped lightly against the tabletop.

"Has the situation really rotted to this point?"

"It's worse than you imagine."

Lu Wenshu gave a bitter laugh.

"Cthulhu's dream contamination seeps through every crack.

Physical defenses are useless against it.

These past few days, the Security Bureau's emergency lines have been ringing off the hook.

Every call is about someone going mad, mutilating themselves.

Or mutating into Deep Diver Cult members in their sleep, then jumping straight from buildings or into rivers.

It's impossible to guard against."

Faced with this kind of conceptual-level mental invasion, even the Security Bureau's intelligent-machine cards could only feel helpless.

But then, Lu Wenshu changed the subject, a trace of relief entering his voice.

"Still, it has to be you.

Thanks to the [Door God Painting]