I deliver food in a bizarre world

Back in the city, the streetlights were just coming on.

Chen Mo first took Chen Xing home, watching him groan as he went upstairs.

He only turned his car around and drove back to his residence after Chen Xing disappeared from sight.

Upon returning home, Chen Mo went straight to the center of the living room, and with a thought, the Tang sword appeared in his hand from his spatial storage.

He recalled the seemingly ordinary slash from his teacher during the day, slowly adopted the starting stance, and his breathing gradually became steady.

This time, he tried to clear his mind and stop thinking about anything else, focusing only on the knife in his hand.

Whether facing people or indescribable things, guard your heart, stay steadfast... and then forge ahead!

On Sunday morning, Chen Mo was awakened by the faint light from the system panel.

New orders have been updated.

[Order: Old Bookmark]

Location: Throughout the city

[Note: Specially made bookmarks found in secondhand books may carry the lingering obsessions or intense emotions of their original owners. Readers may be continuously influenced by these obsessions, gradually developing personality, memories, and behavioral patterns similar to the original bookmark's owner. Please locate and retrieve at least one bookmark containing such an obsession (currently retrieved: 0)]

[Time Limit: 71:59:59]

[Reward: 800 Spirit Coins, 1 of each of three random basic talisman crafting methods]

[Punishment: Randomly deprive one of your senses (120 hours)]

Chen Mo's gaze lingered on the "Randomly Modified Basic Talisman Making Method" for a moment, somewhat puzzled.

What does "improved version" mean?

Is it more effective? Or is it simpler to make?

He had no reason to miss either one.

He has now mastered the drawing methods of seven types of talismans; the others are auxiliary and do not significantly improve his abilities.

The punishment period has been extended to five days, meaning he cannot afford any mistakes while carrying out this mission; otherwise, he will be equivalent to being disabled for a week...

He got out of bed and washed up. The cold water splashed on his face, which made him feel much more awake.

By eight o'clock in the morning, everyone had already gathered in the studio.

It's Sunday, and everyone is in the studio doing their own thing.

The nature of the studio is somewhat special, as there are no fixed working hours.

Su Yifan sat alone in his office, tending to the phone. He looked to be in good spirits, holding a semi-permanent coffee cup and browsing the news online.

"Why are they drinking coffee again? Drinking too much coffee can cause osteoporosis! Where are they?"

"They're all in the backyard."

Lin Xiao was instructing Zhou Mingyu on exercise in the backyard, while Li Wenjing and Li Haojie watched TV and picked vegetables on the side.

"We've got a job." Chen Mo walked in and, without much preamble, briefly informed everyone of the task information issued by the contract after removing the sensitive parts.

Now is not the time to expose the "contract".

"A bookmark? It can possess a body?" Li Haojie stopped what he was doing and stared wide-eyed.

Zhou Mingyu rubbed his arms: "This thing sounds a bit creepy, like being possessed by a ghost."

Chen Mo was somewhat speechless: "It's not possession, it's being influenced..."

Su Yifan leaned against the office door: "If your target is only old books and special bookmarks, then the old bookstores, secondhand book stalls, and even some old street flea markets in Jinghai City are all potential areas for investigation... This scope is too broad."

Zhou Mingyu immediately returned to his computer: "Let me check the larger used book trading points in Jinghai, as well as records of any recent unusual events."

Li Wenjing said, "By the way, Mingyu, you also need to pay attention to local forums and second-hand trading platforms. Look for posts from people complaining about how their own or their family members' personalities have changed drastically recently, or how they have suddenly become obsessed with things they were not interested in before."

Lin Xiao asked, "What should we do after we find it? Burn it?"

Chen Mo shook his head: "That won't work. Destroying it directly might cause uncontrollable consequences. Let's see how things go first."

The task description is vague, and I don't know how to complete it, so I can only take it one step at a time.

He looked at everyone and said, "This mission may cover a wide area, so we'll split into groups! If you find any books with bookmarks attached, buy them immediately."

"Xiao Ge and Ming Yu are in one group, responsible for several large secondhand markets in Yuhe District and Yunzhou District. Fan Ge and Jing Jie are in another group, responsible for checking secondhand bookstores around universities in Xinpu District and Heming District."

"Ah Jie, you're in my group. Let's go explore the old streets and alleys in Donghai District and Jingpu District. There are lots of street vendors there, and they're very mobile."

"Understood!" they all replied in unison.

Li Haojie rubbed his hands together excitedly: "It's all over now, I can finally work with Brother Mo again!"

Chen Mo glanced at him: "Don't get too excited. Searching for something in such a large area isn't necessarily easy."

He cannot rely entirely on the judgment given by the Yin-Yang Eyes, after all, the scope defined by the word "abnormal" is too broad, and he still has to rely more on the contract itself.

If you come into contact with it, the task progress will definitely change!

No! Qi just evolved, so can he directly view the stats?

Thinking of this, Chen Mo revealed a strange expression.

With the tasks assigned, everyone immediately got to work.

Chen Mo and Li Haojie took the subway to Jingpu District.

This place still retains much of the charm of old Jinghai. Hidden deep in the alleys are various inconspicuous little shops with low eaves, far less grand than those high-rise buildings.

The air was filled with the aroma of fried food.

They strolled slowly along a bustling flea market street, lined with all sorts of odds and ends, from old-fashioned radios to yellowed posters, a dazzling array of goods.

Several secondhand bookstores were interspersed among them, with books piled haphazardly on wooden boards or tarpaulins, exuding the distinctive smell of old paper piles.

Chen Mo's gaze swept over the bookstalls, but he found nothing unusual.

"Brother Mo, what do you think of this? I can't see anything wrong with it." Li Haojie rubbed his eyes in frustration.

"Let's just try to translate it by force..." Chen Mo said in a low voice, he didn't have any better ideas.

He visited several stalls, attracting the attention of many stall owners.

Just browsing without buying anything, is this supposed to be a library?

"Young man, what kind of books are you looking for?" Finally, a stall owner couldn't help but ask.

"Boss, do you have any bookmarks included in this book?"

The shopkeeper shook his head, Chen Mo sighed, and continued to the next stall.

The stall had a bunch of old magazines in poor condition, but one of them, a poetry collection with an old cover but well-preserved, exuded a refined and concise aura.

He glanced at Li Haojie, and seeing that he seemed completely oblivious, he couldn't help but ask curiously, "Did you see anything?"

"Huh?" Li Haojie looked confused.

Chen Mo handed over a talisman for enhancing vision: "Activate it with your spiritual power, and see what happens?"

Li Haojie grasped the talisman folded into a triangle and activated its spiritual power.

Holy crap!

With the enhancement of the Vision-Enhancing Talisman, he saw wisps of bluish-black energy emanating from the books.

Seeing Li Haojie's reaction, Chen Mo understood that it was because he lacked spirituality that he couldn't see.

The stall owner was an old man wearing reading glasses, listening to opera on a radio. He ignored the two men as they approached.

Chen Mo picked up the poetry collection and pretended to flip through it casually.

The pages were turning smoothly when suddenly they got stuck at one point—a thin bookmark was blocking the page.