I deliver food in a bizarre world

Holy crap! It's them again!

Holy crap, they both came out together!

[Is this even passable? Should we run?]

[Watch out, Mo Ge!]

Chen Mo stopped and slowly placed his right hand on the hilt of the knife.

Perhaps provoked by Wang Xiaotian, these two Mirror Spirits were even more blatantly malicious than when they last met.

"Get out of the way!"

Chen Mo's voice wasn't loud, but it carried a coldness. "I'm just here to find someone. I'll leave once I find them."

The faceless waiter did not react; his blank face looked at Chen Mo.

The woman in white let out a sinister giggle, her long hair moving without wind, and a strong mental shock came over her.

The Qingxin Jade Pendant around Chen Mo's neck and the wooden bead bracelet on his left wrist worked simultaneously, a cool aura protecting his mind and completely neutralizing the mental impact.

He frowned slightly; in this situation, communication was probably useless.

Just as he was about to draw his sword and force his way through—

Behind him, the image in a mirror on the corridor wall that had originally reflected his profile suddenly changed.

Chen Mo caught a glimpse of this scene out of the corner of his eye, immediately turned his head to look, and the camera on his chest also turned away.

Chen Mo slowly emerged from the mirror, a stiff smile on his face. His gaze pierced the boundary between reality and the mirror image, landing on the two mirror spirits blocking the way.

The faceless waiter and the woman in white both stiffened at the same time, as if they had been whipped by an invisible whip.

Subsequently, the intense resentment and malice emanating from them quickly subsided, as if they had encountered their nemesis.

They lowered their heads slightly, moved aside, and cleared the way for the path leading deeper into the corridor.

The Chen Mo in the mirror shifted his gaze back to the real Chen Mo, the curve of his lips seemed to widen slightly, and then the image slowly faded and disappeared.

The whole process was silent, yet it conveyed an absolute sense of control over the Mirror Hotel!

【? ? ? 】

What happened? Why did those two ghosts move aside?

[It's that Mo Ge in the mirror! He scared them away!]

[Holy crap! Who is Mo Ge on the other side in the mirror?]

The viewers in the live stream were stunned by this sudden turn of events.

Chen Mo watched as the mirror returned to calm, then looked at the two mirror spirits who were clearly showing fear and making way for him, his gaze becoming solemn.

Mirror image...

He didn't hesitate; now was not the time to delve into it.

He gripped the hilt of his knife and stepped through the passage cleared by the two Mirror Spirits, continuing his search deeper into the second floor.

The two mirror spirits did not move as he passed by; they simply stood quietly on either side, like two silent guards.

Chen Mo's figure disappeared around the corner of the second-floor corridor.

In the mirror he had just passed, the reflection slowly reappeared, gazing in the direction Chen Mo had left, its smile becoming meaningful.

It raised its hand and gently touched the mirror, as if sensing something.

"You...finally...came again."

A low, echoing murmur gently reverberated in the empty corridor, audible only to its own reflection in the mirror…

As Chen Mo stepped onto the third floor, that familiar feeling of palpitation and oppression instantly enveloped him.

The air here seemed to freeze, and dust particles floated slowly in the sparse light.

The huge mirrors on both sides, like silent abysses, reflected his solitary figure.

"Tianyi, can you sense the more specific location of living people?" Chen Mo asked in his mind, his eyes scanning the surroundings warily.

Zhao Tianyi sensed for a long time but still couldn't give a definite answer.

"It's strange... their lives are so faint, and... they seem to be everywhere, yet nowhere at the same time. Like... like they've been scattered and blended into these mirrors!"

Although he had expected it, Chen Mo's heart still sank.

This is much more troublesome than simply being trapped in a room...

He tried to get closer to a huge floor-to-ceiling mirror, activating his spiritual eyes to their fullest extent.

In his field of vision, the mirror surface rippled with water-like patterns, and the distorted, sinister energy flowing within could be vaguely seen.

Interspersed among them were two wisps of pale white light belonging to living souls...

But they are firmly bound in the torrent of energy and cannot break free.

"They're trapped deep inside the mirror space..." Zhao Tianyi also discovered.

Chen Mo concentrated intently, trying to use his own spirituality to connect with the two wisps of souls.

But the mirror was like a viscous swamp, and his spiritual exploration was like a stone sinking into the sea, causing only a faint ripple.

After thinking for a moment, he took out a paper figure from his backpack, infused it with spirituality, and sent it into the mirror to search.

However, the paper figure could not be sent inside, and eventually its spiritual energy was exhausted, turning into a small pile of ashes.

[Mo Ge's method didn't work!]

What should we do?

[Should we smash the mirror?]

Upon seeing this comment, Chen Mo's eyes sharpened.

The risks of destroying the mirror are unknown; it could rescue someone, or it could cause the mirror space to collapse, plunging everyone inside into unknown danger.

But right now, there doesn't seem to be a better option.

Unless you push them a little, they probably won't show up.

He stepped back to a distance, placed his phone at a distance, and recorded the video using both the phone's camera and his own chest camera.

Then, he pulled the knife hanging upside down from his backpack and walked towards the mirror.

The matte gray blade was not conspicuous in the dim light, but the moment it was drawn, the surrounding turbulent energy seemed to retreat.

Chen Mo's entire aura changed.

He gripped the knife in one hand, his eyes fixed on the huge floor-length mirror in front of him. He exerted force from his waist and abdomen, slightly lowered his legs, and channeled his power into his right arm, slashing down with all his might!

Just before the blade was about to touch the mirror, the mirror rippled violently, like water with a pebble thrown in!

The image in the mirror blurred instantly, and then a figure exactly like Chen Mo appeared, smiling, took a step forward, and stood steadily in front of Chen Mo, less than half a foot away from the tip of the knife!

The mirror image has finally appeared!

It ignored the sharp blade that was right in front of it, its empty gaze fixed on Chen Mo's face.

Chen Mo's pupils contracted. Without hesitation, he flicked his wrist, and the downward slash instantly turned into a fierce horizontal slash, aiming straight for Jingying's waist and abdomen!

This slash was incredibly fast and at a tricky angle!

The mirror reflection neither flinched nor dodged, but simply raised its right hand.

Its arms blurred as it raised, as if they had transformed into countless shards of a mirror.

The blade struck its arm, but instead of the expected cutting sensation, it emitted a piercing sound.

Like cutting glass, or like the clash of metal!

Sparks flew everywhere!

Chen Mo felt a tremendous recoil force coming from the blade, and his hand went numb.

He took a half-step back to deflect the force.

Mirror looked at her arm, where a wound only one centimeter deep had appeared.

It looked at the knife in Chen Mo's hand, and for the first time, its face showed an expression other than a smile.

A look of surprise crossed his face!

However, it quickly turned into an even stronger interest.

Chen Mo's expression grew even more serious. Although this specially made knife could harm spirits, the defensive strength of the mirror image far exceeded his expectations!