I deliver food in a bizarre world

Glutinous rice is believed to have the power to ward off evil spirits in various legends.

Records of it date back to the Classic of Mountains and Seas, and it was a frequent feature in sacrificial rites.

Last night he saw in his notes that glutinous rice can ward off evil spirits, so he thought he'd try it out. He bought some during his free time, but didn't have time to go home and try it.

Even he himself wasn't quite sure if it would work.

However, the records clearly state that although glutinous rice cannot completely eradicate evil spirits, it contains abundant yang energy, which can greatly weaken the strength of the spirits within the building.

After taking out the blank yellow talisman paper, he thought for a moment, then dipped his finger in saliva, infused it with spiritual energy, and quickly drew a symbol on the talisman paper.

If you really can't find water, just make do with what you have...

This symbol can soothe the soul, but he doesn't know if it works.

However, according to his speculation, the yellow paper alone, imbued with spiritual energy, already possesses considerable exorcising power.

This thing is the nemesis of evil spirits, but it needs to be burned to exert its full effect.

Chen Mo reached into his waist bag again, opened the plastic bag of glutinous rice with one hand, and took out some.

He pretended to be drawn to the chaotic scene and casually took a few steps forward, approaching a corner of the blockade line.

When no one was paying attention, he casually waved his left hand, scattering the glutinous rice onto the stairwell inside the blockade, while his right hand crumpled the yellow paper with scribbles into a ball and flicked it lightly with his fingertip.

Both landed within the blockade area at the same time.

The action was very fast, and because the object was small and there were many people around, the scene was very chaotic. No one saw who did it, and most people didn't even notice it.

However, just as the glutinous rice hit the ground and the paper ball touched the ground inside the blockade—

laugh!

A sound like cold water being dripped into hot oil rang out.

Centered on the spot where the glutinous rice and the paper ball landed, a ring of light, almost invisible to the naked eye, rippled outwards, spreading rapidly like ripples across the gray-black mist.

Chen Mo raised an eyebrow. It actually worked?

Ling Tong stared at the entrance of the corridor. The originally thick and swirling gray-black mist seemed to have been treated with a purifying agent, quickly thinning and gradually fading away!

However, ordinary people cannot see this scene, but they can hear the sounds inside the building.

The crying and thrashing stopped abruptly, and the oppressive negative energy fluctuations noticeably diminished!

The two survey team members were stunned, staring in astonishment at the plummeting energy readings on the instrument, then looking at the clearly improved situation in the residential buildings inside the cordon, their faces blank with bewilderment.

"What's going on? The energy field has weakened?"

"What was that just now?"

Immediately, they saw what was on the ground and realized what had happened.

It seems a master has stepped in to help!

Because their backs were to Chen Mo, and they weren't looking, they didn't see who made the move.

The commotion inside the building abruptly ceased, and the surrounding crowd witnessed this miraculous scene.

The old woman stopped struggling and stared blankly at the entrance of the building.

Although the onlookers didn't notice who it was, the viewers in the live stream had a different perspective...

[Holy crap?! What did you do, Mo?!]

[It's glutinous rice! And there's a piece of yellow paper too!]

Of course I saw it, but is this thing really that effective?

[Even the pollsters couldn't handle it, but Moses just solved it with a flick of his wrist?]

After his public display of power, Chen Mo immediately took a few steps back, got back on his electric scooter, and looked like he'd had his fill of gossip.

He said to the camera nonchalantly, "Okay, it seems the authorities have handled it pretty well. We'll continue delivering food; this order is going to be late."

Give me a break!

So you're the real master after all!

I don't believe you for a second!

[Mo Ge: He keeps his achievements hidden!]

He turned the switch, and the little electric scooter nimbly turned around and sped away.

Only two bewildered members of the public opinion survey team and a group of people discussing the matter remained.

After driving for a while, Zhao Tianyi's voice rang in his mind, tinged with laughter.

"Brother Mo, you really nailed that! Those two guys probably can't figure out what's going on even if they rack their brains."

Chen Mo's lips curled up almost imperceptibly: "There's no other way. We can't just watch that old lady actually rush in or make a scene."

He knew that his little bit of glutinous rice and the haphazardly drawn talisman were just minor tricks and wouldn't have much effect at all.

What truly worked was the pure spirituality he possessed that clung to the crumpled paper.

He precisely channeled this spiritual energy into the yin energy, temporarily neutralizing some of the negative energy and giving the polling office some breathing room.

What he didn't expect was that this casual act would once again cause a stir in the live broadcast room and on the internet.

Someone recorded the incident, and it quickly spread.

The headlines were varied: "Deliveryman Easily Solves Polling Problem," "Mysterious Anchor Performs Amazing Move Again," and "This is the Real Master Hidden Among the People."

Chen Mo's live stream popularity soared again, with countless new viewers flocking to watch, and the chat was filled with amazement and curiosity.

[Coming here because of its reputation! Is this the delivery guy who casually calmed the spirits?]

Does Brother Mo accept apprentices? Tuition is negotiable!

I declare that Mo Ge is my new idol!

[Poll Office: We feel offended...]

After delivering the orders, Chen Mo's phone rang. It was Han Wenqing calling.

"Mr. Chen! I saw your live stream just now! It was amazing!" Han Wenqing's voice was filled with barely suppressed excitement.

"This is more effective than any program we've ever planned!"

Chen Mo listened to the excited voice on the other end of the phone and looked at the still frantically scrolling comments in the live stream, and smiled helplessly.

He really didn't mean to perform any miracles in front of others...

He simply did what he saw and had the ability to do something about it; that's all.

Wednesday afternoon, the weather remained gloomy.

After delivering several lunch rush orders, Chen Mo glanced at the time and decided to complete the "Regretful Echo" task first.

Instead of going home, he rode directly to the starting point of the mission—the East City Secondhand Market.

Since the goal is to purify or trace the source, the most direct approach is to go directly to the place of origin.

The Chengdong Secondhand Market is located in Donghai District. It covers a large area and is filled with shops and vendors.

The things sold here are very diverse, ranging from old furniture and appliances to antiques, calligraphy and paintings, and second-hand books, a dazzling array.

People from all walks of life come here to shop, and the flow of people is quite large, making it a lively place.

Chen Mo parked his car, carrying a music box covered with a black cloth, and walked into the market.

[Huh? Why is Brother Mo here at the flea market if he's not taking orders?]

[Same question, the chance encounter segment was absolutely amazing!]

[Sigh, why am I not in Jinghai City? I also want to bump into Brother Mo; I could order ten takeout meals a day!]

[Hey, give yourself a break, your stomach is protesting!]

[Aren't you guys going off-topic? Shouldn't we be discussing why Brother Mo is in a place like this?]

Chen Mo ignored the people in the live stream and walked straight in.

He found the shop in a corner at the back of the market.