I deliver food in a bizarre world

The car door slid open, and Director Zhou and Chen Jingming sat inside.

Director Zhou still had a lingering look of surprise on his face, while Chen Jingming looked at Chen Mo with a complicated expression, as if he were looking at a complete stranger.

"I'm fine, no need for pleasantries."

Chen Mo spoke first, his tone calm, but his exhaustion was undeniable.

His current condition, both mentally and physically, is not very good.

Chen Jingming took a deep breath and asked in a low voice, "Where is that thing?"

Chen Mo raised his hand, which was wrapped in gauze, and pointed to the shadow at his feet, which appeared particularly dark in the sunlight.

Chen Jingming asked, "Who taught you this?"

"I learned it online..."

The two men's lips twitched. "Do you think we believe your nonsense?"

Director Zhou couldn't help but lean forward: "Do you know how dangerous that is? The headquarters files have recorded several cases of attempts to sign symbiotic contracts with high-level spirits, and all the failures..."

Chen Mo didn't know who the other person was, but since they were with his father, their status should be about the same.

He picked up where Director Zhou left off, his face expressionless: "But I succeeded, didn't I?"

"Don't worry, it can't hurt me. And with it around, dealing with places like the Mirror Hotel will be much easier for me in the future."

These words, spoken so casually, left Director Zhou and Chen Jingming speechless.

convenient?

A mirror spirit that has mastered the power of mirror images is indeed an extremely powerful force.

But you haven't considered the risks involved in harnessing this power at all?

"Alright, I'll be going now if there's nothing else. Contact me later if you have any questions."

Chen Jingming simply waved his hand, his voice tinged with weariness: "Go back and rest. You don't need to worry about what happens here."

Chen Mo didn't ask any more questions and turned to leave.

He didn't need to know how the polling office would handle this ghost building that had lost its core, but since his father was here and the person next to him was clearly a high-ranking official, there was no need for him to worry.

Shortly after he left, several special engineering vehicles drove into the restricted area.

The staff unloaded an antique compass engraved with constellation patterns from the vehicle.

It was the oscillating compass that Chen Jingming had applied for from headquarters.

The compass was placed in front of the hotel's main entrance. As the professionals activated it, an invisible wave spread out from the compass.

The hotel's energy field seemed to have been forcibly smoothed out by a giant hand, instantly becoming lifeless and unable to stir up even a ripple.

Immediately afterwards, heavy machinery roared forward.

The excavator bucket easily tore through the mottled exterior wall and knocked down the load-bearing columns.

Dust billowed into the sky.

Amidst the chaos, two ghostly figures flashed briefly in the collapsing stairwell.

A faceless waiter, a woman in white.

Their forms became extremely faint under the suppression of the compass's power, like thin ice exposed to sunlight, emitting a silent howl.

Then, it shattered into tiny sparks of light, completely dissipating into the collapsed bricks and rubble.

The Mirror Hotel, which had existed for countless years, along with the few low-level Mirror Spirits that resided within it, was completely erased from the map of Jinghai City on this day.

Chen Mo rode his electric scooter, wobbling and swaying, back home.

As Chen Mo entered the residential compound, security guard Lao Zhang looked at his hands with a horrified expression: "Young Chen, did you get beaten up because you were late with your delivery?"

Chen Mo was speechless, but he was extremely impressed by Lao Zhang's imagination.

However, those words also brought him back to reality.

No matter how fantastical the world may seem, there will always be people busy making ends meet...

He walked to the full-length mirror in the living room and looked at himself in the mirror.

"Come out," he murmured to himself.

The mirror surface rippled like water, and a dark shadow slowly seeped out from it, coalescing into shape beside him.

It still looks exactly like him, but its eyes are empty and lifeless, like an exquisite replica.

"Why don't you change your appearance?" Chen Mo looked it over, his lips twitching.

Seeing that the other person always has the same face as me always feels weird.

"This is the most energy-efficient form, because of the contract, imitating you consumes the least amount of energy."

The mirror's voice echoed in the room, its tone flat and devoid of emotion.

"Are there other forms?"

"Sure. But it will require more energy," Shadow replied.

"How about I give you a name? I feel uncomfortable calling you Mirror Image every time.

"Anything is fine."

Chen Mo hesitated for seven or eight seconds, then tentatively asked, "Then let's call him Xiao Jing?"

"..." Inside the Spirit-Nourishing Pot, Zhao Tianyi, who was secretly observing, couldn't help but burst into laughter.

After all that preparation, this is it?

"Okay," Mirror Image replied readily.

Zhao Tianyi was completely speechless.

Chen Mo thought for a moment, then dropped the subject, casually saying, "Alright, do whatever you want. Just be careful not to break my things..."

After saying that, he ignored Xiao Jing and began to review some internal documents that the Public Opinion Survey Office had previously sent him, about the classification and characteristics of various spirits.

Xiao Jing stood quietly behind him, like a silent shadow, neither making a sound nor moving, just looking at the information he was browsing.

Time passed in an eerie atmosphere.

Around 5 p.m., the sound of a key turning was heard outside the door, followed by a loud "bang" as the door was kicked open.

"Brother! I'm here!"

Chen Xing rushed in like a gust of wind, casually tossing his schoolbag onto the sofa, his face flushed with excitement.

"Wow, bro! I heard about it! You're trending again!" He rushed up to Chen Mo, gesturing wildly.

"Our class group chat is in an uproar! Someone even asked me if I know how to cultivate immortality!"

Chen Mo's head was throbbing from his noise. She kicked her foot, spun her gaming chair 180 degrees, and looked at him helplessly: "What's all the fuss about... Have you finished your homework?"

"Oh, I'll talk about my homework later!" Chen Xing said completely, her eyes sparkling as she stared at Chen Mo. "Tell me quickly, what happened?"

He bombarded Chen Mo with a barrage of questions, his gaze sweeping over Chen Mo as he tried to find something different.

Chen Mo didn't answer directly, but instead patted the sofa next to him: "Sit down."

Chen Xing sat down obediently, but his body was still swaying slightly with excitement.

Chen Mo pointed to the small mirror standing quietly to the side: "Look, that's it."

Chen Xing looked in the direction the finger was pointing and then noticed a person standing next to him.

A person who looks exactly like his brother.

He was so startled that he jumped up from the sofa and almost fell over.

"Holy crap! When did this... appear?" He looked at Xiao Jing, unable to speak coherently.

"You can call him Xiao Jing, the mirror image of the Mirror Hotel," Chen Mo explained. "Now he's... one of us."

"A...self...person?" Chen Xing swallowed hard, staring cautiously at the small mirror, his eyes filled with curiosity and a hint of fear.

Xiao Jing also rolled her eyes, her empty gaze falling on Chen Xing without any expression.