The Exorcism Began in America.

"I think we should shift our focus to the Exorcist."

"Alright, it seems I've misjudged the situation! Given that, let's shelve the 'Symbiosis Project' for now!"

"Mhm, I'll go notify them. The rest is up to you." The figure shrouded in darkness glanced at the large screen before standing up and leaving the secret room.

The only remaining figure in the room looked at Dr. Lawrence's imploring eyes on the big screen but uttered a single, ice-cold word, "Trash!"

The figure rose to its feet, walked to the wall, and opened a hidden door, revealing a computer.

He approached the computer, entered a series of commands, and looked at the display, his fingers hesitating as they hovered over the keyboard.

A second later, he pressed the Enter key firmly.

In the vast expanse of the desert hinterland, a huge mushroom cloud instantly billowed into the sky.

「...」

In New York, within Chu Feng's villa.

Today marked the third day since Chu Feng returned from Sanford, Texas.

"BUZZ. BUZZ. BUZZ..."

"Jessica, what's the matter?" Chu Feng was surprised to see the caller was Jessica. He had returned only a few days ago. What problem could have arisen now?

"Mr. Chu Feng, Chief Cohen is dead!" Jessica's voice was heavy on the other end of the line.

"Oh? How did he die?"

Chu Feng was puzzled. After all, even if the Texas courts were highly efficient, they couldn't have sentenced the old man to death in just three or four days!

"He committed suicide; he tore out his own heart!"

"Hmm? How could that be suicide?" Chu Feng, who had been lying leisurely in his chair, sat up in shock after hearing Jessica's words.

"There's surveillance video. The cell's camera clearly captured his entire suicide process."

"In that case... was there anything peculiar at the scene?"

"Nothing peculiar was found, but the blood he'd spilled on the cell floor had formed a large pattern that strongly resembled the work of a cult."

Jessica's voice trembled slightly. She was clearly shaken by the pattern in the cell.

"Do you have a photo? Send it to me so I can take a look."

"Okay."

After hanging up, Chu Feng sat in his chair waiting for Jessica to send the photo. He already had a hunch.

Could it be that?

"BUZZ." Chu Feng's phone vibrated lightly, clearly indicating that Jessica had sent the photo message.

He unlocked his phone and viewed the new message at the top of his chat app.

Just as I thought! Looking at the pattern in the picture, a smile appeared on Chu Feng's face.

Satanic Church, Holy Advent Society... a dog-eat-dog situation is finally unfolding!

In the photo, Chief Cohen's body had already been removed, leaving behind only a massive goat head pattern outlined in blood.

Ever since he was in the town of Mar, near Lyon, and learned that the Satanic Church intended to extend its reach into America, Chu Feng had anticipated that these two cults would inevitably turn on each other.

He just hadn't expected the Satanic Church to act so swiftly and to have already set foot on American soil. It was uncertain how many of their operatives had come over.

「...」

The next day at noon, Chu Feng finally remembered his office building was still undergoing renovation, so he took the opportunity to drop by during his free time.

"Chu Feng, it's been a while since you've been here! Have you forgotten you own a building?" Lin Qiu, who had returned to her youthful beauty, teased Chu Feng, who had finally shown up.

"Well... I've just been really busy lately! I just got back from Texas and rushed straight over."

Chu Feng looked somewhat embarrassed. He knew that with Lin Qiu overseeing the building, he had indeed paid less attention to it.

"It's good that you're back safely. I'll show you the renovation progress."

Lin Qiu could tell her boss was holding something back in his explanation but chose not to call him out on it, instead smoothly changing the subject.

Following Lin Qiu, Chu Feng dodged the workers busily wielding various tools and finally stepped into the first floor of the office, which was now beginning to take shape.

The glass outside the first floor had been replaced with one-way mirrors as per Chu Feng's request, making it impossible to see inside the office from the outside.

Inside the building, the original decoration had been completely removed, and construction on the flooring and walls was underway.

"How much longer before the first floor can be put to use?"

"The initial stages are a bit slow, but it'll speed up later. We have plenty of workers, and the upper floors are also being renovated, so the completion times won't differ too much!"

After taking a look around the building, Chu Feng was already thinking about leaving. What he really thought was that professional matters should indeed be left to the professionals. As long as the final result met his requirements, that would be enough. The truth was, after looking around, his head started to hurt.

"Lin Qiu, I'm leaving things here with you. I trust you! I have something to attend to, so I'm off. Bye!" After saying this, Chu Feng sprinted away.

"Hey! Boss? Chu Feng? Don't run! You're infuriating me..." Lin Qiu stomped her foot in frustration as she watched Chu Feng's retreating figure.

Back in the car, Chu Feng immediately felt rejuvenated; his headache was gone, and his mood had improved. It seems these troublesome matters are best left to subordinates to handle!

Chu Feng had just started the car and was about to head home when his phone started to vibrate.

"BUZZ. BUZZ. BUZZ..."

"Boris, what made you call me?"

"Chu Feng, the police department needs your help with something," Boris said directly, getting straight to the point.

Hearing this, Chu Feng's eyes lit up. "A police matter? Well, then we'll need to discuss payment!"

"Money is no issue. The target is likely an Evil Spirit, and the police department has agreed to pay you a reward of two hundred thousand US dollars!"

"Hm? Boris, what's going on? Since when has the New York Police Department become so generous?" Chu Feng was extremely surprised. This didn't sound like the New York Police Department's usual style.

Hearing Chu Feng's question, Boris glanced at his office door and, seeing that it was clear, shut the door.

Walking to his desk, he picked up his phone again and lowered his voice to say, "Actually, this money isn't from the police department!"

"Then who is it from?" Chu Feng was curious. Could it be a donation from some wealthy individual?

"The New York government! You weren't in New York recently, so you wouldn't know. A few days ago, an unprecedented protest had all the legislators surrounded at the State Capitol Building! The protestors demanded that the government either clear out the Bizarre phenomena or cover the costs of Exorcism. Otherwise, they threatened to tie up the legislators and send them into Bizarre-infested houses."