I deliver food in a bizarre world

The mirror image gave him an extremely eerie and dangerous feeling; without protective measures, he really didn't dare to go there.

But he never expected that the other party actually wanted to replace him?

"And the reward?" Chen Mo continued to ask, his tone revealing nothing about his attitude.

"A successful rescue will be rewarded with 50 yuan in cash and 1000 points from the Public Opinion Research Office, which can be exchanged for special supplies or intelligence," Chen Jingming announced.

50 in cash is not a small amount, but what Chen Mo cares about more is the 1000 points.

The poll office's internal resources are definitely more abundant and practical than those in the app store.

Although the quality varies, the high scores are undeniable!

"Okay, put the points on Xiaoxing's account. Give me the bracelet first, I'll prepare and go over at noon." Chen Mo pondered for two seconds and immediately made a decision.

He didn't take this job purely for the reward.

Despite all the fuss and accusations, he never really cared about the other party.

If you act too wildly, you might get punished by your own father.

Now that my dad has given me a task, I can not only get a reward, but also show off my magnanimity and gain more fans. Why not?

As for the other two, although he didn't care about them, no matter how much he argued with the Kuangshi platform, the two missing assistants were still human lives at stake.

Moreover, he also wanted to meet that mirror image again.

Since the other party's target is him, they will never give up easily. In the end, they will have no choice but to become adversaries.

Let's take advantage of this opportunity and settle it all now!

"Okay. I'll have someone send the bracelet over to you right away. Just be careful and stay safe." Chen Jingming said and hung up the phone.

An hour later, a young man in plain clothes arrived at Chen Mo's door, handed him a sealed metal box, and then hurriedly left.

Inside was a bracelet of nine dark brown wooden beads engraved with intricate runes.

The moment he touched it, a warm and gentle feeling enveloped his entire body, and Chen Mo could faintly sense a restrained power.

Chen Mo put the bracelet on his left wrist.

After thinking for a moment, he spent another 500 points to exchange for a Qingxin Jade Pendant.

He gave the last one to Chen Xing during the amusement park incident and never got it back.

He then went into the study and took out a long, narrow black alloy box from the storage cabinet.

Open the box, and inside lies a long, sheathed sword.

This was a custom-made item he had asked a friend to make before entering the Mirror Hotel. It cost 50,000 yuan and was only completed and received yesterday.

This is just the cost price; no other fees were charged. If it were a finished product, it could probably sell for around 300,000.

The blade has a slightly curved shape, combining slashing and piercing capabilities, and belongs to the Tang Dynasty sword type.

The blueprints for this knife were provided to the other party by him, and were based on the knife used by his swordsmanship teacher.

The blade is approximately 70 centimeters long and is forged from a high-performance alloy. The surface has a matte dark gray finish that does not easily reflect light.

The handle and scabbard are made of the same alloy, and a Pixiu is carved on the grip area.

The knife exudes a simple, sharp, and practical aesthetic, and has a very high-quality feel.

He had this knife custom-made for two purposes: to deal with situations that might require close combat.

Of course, it's not meant for people, otherwise you could be locked up on the spot.

This thing belongs to the category of controlled knives, and it's even sharpened.

During the forging process, Chen Mo requested that special materials be added, such as cinnabar powder and peach wood powder.

Even the two quenching processes used chicken blood and dog blood, which are believed to ward off evil spirits, instead of ordinary water.

The complexity of the process is evident from this.

This knife is extremely lethal to spirits.

He used to learn Tang swordsmanship purely out of boredom and to exercise his body. Moreover, the swordsmanship master had some connection with his maternal grandfather, so he didn't need to spend any money. He never expected that he would actually have a chance to use his skills now!

Chen Mo secured the long knife to the side of his backpack, adjusting its position so that the hilt faced downwards, allowing him to quickly draw it in case of an emergency.

After packing his things, he rode his electric scooter to the Mirror Hotel again.

He had already started a live stream while driving, with a simple title: "Revisiting the Mirror Hotel!"

The moment the broadcast started, a huge influx of viewers flooded in like a tidal wave.

In less than a minute, the number of online users exceeded 200,000!

Because of the platform's push for streaming, this number is still rising rapidly!

Although the major paranormal events are currently occurring in Jinghai City, the platform is promoted nationwide!

[Wang Xiaotian has already been taken to the hospital, what's he doing there? Is he just trying to ride the coattails of someone's fame?]

Could it be that Wang Xiaotian's two assistants haven't been rescued yet?

[Brother Mo is awesome!]

The atmosphere feels different this time!

[Another mirror hotel! Just looking at it makes me feel uneasy!]

Chen Mo adjusted the camera on his chest and said to the lens, "Today's live stream might be a bit exciting, so please watch rationally. I've been commissioned by the authorities to go in and find two people."

His current appearance is quite bizarre: a white short-sleeved shirt, casual pants, sneakers, a tactical backpack, and a knife hanging upside down on his side...

It looked somewhat out of place.

[Wow, even the official channels are getting Mo Ge involved?]

Can't this place be demolished using physical means?

[Nonsense, if the authorities could dismantle it, they would have done so already, wouldn't they?]

Wait a minute, what's that next to Mo's bag? A knife? A sword?

That's a Tang sword, you stinking bastard!

He chatted with his fans along the way and soon arrived at his destination.

Unlike last time, this time the area around the hotel was cordoned off, with seven or eight members of the public opinion survey office on duty, and no one else could be seen nearby.

The officers on duty at the polling station had obviously been notified and, after verifying his identity, allowed him to enter the restricted area.

Stepping through the wooden door again, the familiar chilly atmosphere hit me.

The lobby remained dilapidated, with dust swirling in the beams of light.

He wasted no time and immediately activated his spiritual eyes, scanning the hall with his gaze.

The gray-black fog was slightly thicker than yesterday, but it seemed to be deliberately avoiding his location.

"Tianyi, sense where those two things are roughly located?" Chen Mo asked in his mind.

As a spirit, Zhao Tianyi has a more acute perception of living souls.

A few breaths later, Zhao Tianyi's voice rang in his mind.

"It seems they're... on the second floor? No, the energy here is too chaotic, and there's spatial interference. The only thing we can confirm is that they're still in the hotel, and their life signs are very weak."

It has to be said that Zhao Tianyi's ability is quite useful; it's essentially a human-shaped, self-propelled detector.

"Then let's go check the second floor first." Chen Mo gripped the hilt of his knife and stepped towards the stairs leading to the second floor.

He walked steadily, his steps light, his spiritual eyes constantly scanning his surroundings. The viewers in the live stream held their breath, and the number of comments in the chat decreased significantly.

As soon as I stepped onto the second-floor corridor, two figures silently appeared in the shadows ahead.

On the left is a faceless waiter wearing an old uniform with a smooth face.

On the right is the woman wearing a white nightgown, her long hair covering her face.

They stood there side by side, blocking the way.

The intense resentment and chilling malice pressed down on us as if they were tangible.