I deliver food in a bizarre world

The hallway was cluttered with miscellaneous items, and there was a musty smell in the air.

Under strong light, the air is full of particulate matter.

Chen Mo covered his nose and frowned.

"Wow, this dust! Has no one been here for at least six months? The Darwin effect is really something!"

[What Darwin effect?! Case solved, the anchor is a master of manipulation!]

Isn't that called the Dali Garden effect?

[Hey, if you're hungry, just say so!]

[Is that even correct? That's called the Tyndall effect (voice cracks)!]

His footsteps echoed hollowly on the stairs.

Second floor...

Third floor...

Fourth floor, we've arrived!

Standing at the door of room 404, the iron door was rusty, and the "Fu" character pasted on the door had long faded to white with curled edges.

Chen Mo couldn't help but frown.

Is this the place?

He glanced at his phone, confirmed the address, and then caught a glimpse of the countdown timer out of the corner of his eye: 12 minutes left!

00:12:33.

Chen Mo placed the glutinous rice at the door, took out the incense sticks, and found there was nowhere to stick them, so he looked around.

There was a lot of damp mud in the corner. He took out a disposable glove from his waist bag, put it on, and then scooped some mud and smeared it on the doorway. Only then could he barely fix the three incense sticks to the ground and light them.

His small satchel at his waist contained almost every strange and unusual item imaginable.

This was prepared specifically to deal with all sorts of difficult customers.

The wisps of smoke rose straight up, but when they reached the area near the entrance, they strangely deflected away and continued to rise to the left and right!

It was as if something was blocking it from above!

Chen Mo narrowed his eyes, took two steps back, and looked at the door with some surprise and uncertainty.

After looking at it for a while, I didn't see anything unusual.

Knowing that time was running out, he gritted his teeth, walked to the door, raised his hand, hesitated for a few seconds, and then tapped his index finger on the cold iron door.

Tap, tap, tap...

After three soft sounds, Chen Mo paused briefly, then struck hard.

boom!

The sound echoed in the empty corridor, carrying far away.

After knocking on the door, Chen Mo immediately backed away, pressing his back against the wall.

He made up his mind that if there was any sign of trouble, he would run away immediately!

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

He held his breath, and his heart began to beat faster involuntarily.

But apart from his own breathing, there was no other sound around him...

The comments section started to joking.

[Oh no, the customer isn't home! Hahahaha!]

[Haha, the streamer made a wasted trip...]

[Hahaha, can Brother Mo complain about customers?]

It's obvious the streamer was made a fool of!

[Brother Mo is furious! He's offering a hefty reward for the software developer tomorrow!]

"No way, buddy, you're really just kidding me?"

Just as Chen Mo was wondering if he had been tricked, a faint crying sound came from under the door!

"Waaaaah..."

The crying was very soft, like a kitten's whimper, but when it reached his ears, it sent a chill down his spine!

The voice was intermittent, carrying an indescribable sense of grievance and resentment, lingering in his ears.

Chen Mo's hair stood on end. The once lively live stream seemed to have been paused, the chat stopped abruptly, and a brief vacuum appeared.

Clearly, everyone noticed that something was wrong.

However, the first reaction of the viewers in the live broadcast room after feeling a chill was whether Chen Mo had hired another team to work on the script, which led to an even more intense barrage of comments.

Chen Mo had no time to pay attention to any of that; his mind was only focused on the notes.

Do not respond to crying sounds from inside the house!

He kept his mouth tightly shut, even slowing his breathing, staring intently at the door.

The crying didn't stop, nor did it approach; it just continued...

Countdown: 00:07:15.

Time is running out, is this task considered complete?

What about the reward?

As Chen Mo was wondering, his personal phone vibrated again.

He looked down and saw new bloody words appear on his phone screen.

[Notification: Item delivered, mission complete, progress updated!]

[New Progress: Freed from the clutches of the Night-Crying Man.]

[Note: User's strength has been detected as low; some special rewards have been issued ahead of schedule. The remaining rewards will be settled after leaving the building.]

[Rewards being distributed...]

[Reward: Spirit Eye (Beginner). The Spirit Eye allows you to directly see and perceive things in the netherworld that are imperceptible to ordinary people. It cannot be kept active for extended periods; continuous use will place a double burden on your body and mind.]

Almost as soon as he saw those lines, Chen Mo felt a sharp pain in his eyes, as if he had been pricked by two needles.

Tears welled up instantly, almost uncontrollably.

He groaned and instinctively tried to close his eyes, but his eyelids opened uncontrollably.

The scene before my eyes began to blur and distort, then became clear again.

The world he saw was shrouded in a gray filter, like an ordinary black and white photograph that had lost its color!

The ordinary iron gate, which was originally rusty, was now shrouded in a thin layer of black mist, like thick fumes, which was slowly flowing in the air!

More importantly, he could even see a human-shaped black shadow huddled behind the door!

The crying came from within that shadow.

Chen Mo's back was instantly soaked with cold sweat.

Before I could think it through, the crying behind the door stopped abruptly.

Then he saw that the human-shaped shadow suddenly pressed against the door!

A young voice, yet filled with chilling coldness and venom, rang out directly in the dormitory building, its clarity terrifying!

"elder brother……"

"Why did it take you so long to bring my food...?"

"It's cold inside...please let me out..."

Along with the sound, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew out from the crack in the door, brushing against Chen Mo's face...

No, buddy, you've got it backwards, haven't you?

Is it really colder inside than outside?

Don't villains usually say it's cold outside and ask if they can come in?

The audience cannot see the scene change, but they can hear the sounds inside the room clearly.

Holy crap, where did Mo Ge find that kid? His acting is amazing!

[Yeah! That voice is really cool! It gave me goosebumps!]

[A true child prodigy!]

[Haha, Mo Ge was so scared he cried just now, I took a screenshot!]

The chat exploded with comments, and the number of viewers in the live stream seemed to surge as they invited their friends and family to join in.

Chen Mo stood frozen in place, his hands and feet ice-cold.

Because he saw that the shadowy figure stretched out a small hand made of black mist, trying to squeeze out from the crack under the door!

This time, not only him, but everyone in the live stream saw it!

Even without the Spirit Eyes, I can see everything clearly!

In an instant, the tone of the comments completely changed!

[Holy crap! What's that?! There's something in the crack under the door!]

[Run, streamer! My hair is standing on end!]

[Special effects! It's definitely special effects!]

[Looks like Mo's team really went all out! They even hired a post-production team!]

[Wait a minute, this is a live stream, how were these special effects done? They're completely seamless!]

[Didn't know that? You can add special effects to live streams!]

Chen Mo looked at the small black hand trying to squeeze out, and his throat felt dry.

He hit something real!!!

This is not a prank at all!