Chapter 30: Joining Forces

In York's room.

No eerie music sounded here.

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That thought of exploring was dismissed in Ding Mo's mind before long.

Although, based on the diary, it could be inferred that something must be hidden in the "Lengcang Shi", it was, firstly, not necessarily related to the Task, and secondly, too dangerous.

There was simply no need to go.

"Regardless, let's rest for a moment." Ding Mo leaned against the chair and rubbed his temples.

From the moment he fell for Chu Chenfeng's scheme in the morning until now, past 3:00 AM, he had not rested for over ten hours; at this moment, he only felt his head throbbing with pain.

Beside him, Dong Xiaoyu, who had sat back on the bed, felt the same—the aftermath and shock of Zhu Jie's death last night had left her unable to sleep all night as well.

Now, the situation was temporarily safe; although he did not know how Lu Zhenhao would act on his end, there were no signs of pursuit so far.

Thus, in this quiet night, the two rested and actually began to feel drowsy.

"Hoo..."

"..."

Beep, beep, beep!

Until a message notification sound suddenly rang out in the room, causing Ding Mo and Dong Xiaoyu to jump and wake up.

"This is..." Ding Mo rummaged through the corner of the room and found a mobile phone.

Like everyone else's, this phone was the kind specifically for Actors.

This was undoubtedly York's phone.

Ding Mo opened it, and Dong Xiaoyu leaned over as well.

No, big girl, since when did we get so close? Ding Mo looked speechlessly at the small head leaning on his shoulder.

A wisp of faint fragrance drifted into his nostrils.

Dong Xiaoyu, however, did not have many thoughts, only looking at the message on the phone:

【Leng Rourou: Save me!】

It was a private distress message from Leng Rourou!

Ding Mo saw this message at this time, and he raised an eyebrow.

It seemed that Lu Zhenhao and his gang had indeed gone to chase her, and it looked like they were about to catch up.

Thinking this, Ding Mo wanted to turn off the phone.

After all, both sides had already fallen out; how could he possibly go to save her?

But soon, a message came through again, and Ding Mo looked at it subconsciously:

【Leng Rourou: I beg you, if you are still alive, join forces with me, otherwise Lu Zhenhao and the others will definitely kill you later!】

This message, however, made Ding Mo's movements pause.

Dong Xiaoyu watched from the side, remaining silent—she was still very self-aware, knowing that these matters should be left for Ding Mo to decide, and she only needed to be obedient.

A few seconds, or perhaps minutes later, Ding Mo actually brought up the phone's input method.

Leng Rourou's words happened to stir up Ding Mo's biggest worry, which was Lu Zhenhao's group becoming the sole power.

This was also something he could not accept.

After thinking for a moment, Ding Mo typed:

【Sorry, I am Ding Mo, York is likely already dead】

The message was sent, and the other side seemed very surprised, replying only after a long while:

【Ding Mo, let me off, we can join forces! You are also afraid that Lu Zhenhao will cause you trouble later, right!】

Behind a large potted plant in a certain corridor, Leng Rourou huddled in the shadows, gritting her teeth as she held the phone.

She looked at the phone anxiously, hoping the message would come quickly—using electronic equipment outside of a room would cause the "Threshold" to drop.

But now she had no other choice and could only try this.

The messages were exchanged in the void:

【Ding Mo: You know my Identity is the King's Attendant, you have already been judged guilty, how can I join forces with you?】

Seeing this, Leng Rourou was suddenly overjoyed; this message showed that her judgment was correct, and Ding Mo was also very wary of Lu Zhenhao and the others.

【Leng Rourou: Believe me, I have a way! We can talk in person! I cannot use the phone for too long here.】

On that end, Ding Mo narrowed his eyes, suspecting that this person was plotting something again.

This cold-natured woman had plenty of schemes!

However, after a slight deliberation...

【Ding Mo: You have a way? Fine, if you really have a way, and if you are not afraid that I will kill you upon meeting, we can talk.

But the location must be decided by me!】

A full several minutes passed, long enough for Ding Mo to think that Leng Rourou had rejected his proposal.

【Leng Rourou: Where to?】

Ding Mo was somewhat surprised, but still replied:

【You prepare yourself first, I will tell you in ten minutes.】

Given the current relationship between the two, he had to be careful. Arrive at the meeting place first.

【Of course, you can also refuse, it makes no difference to me.】

【Leng Rourou:...】

【Leng Rourou: Okay, Lu Zhenhao and the others seem to have stopped chasing me, I can do it.】

Seeing this, Dong Xiaoyu said somewhat nervously: "Are, are we going out?"

She hurriedly put on her high heels and ran to the side of Ding Mo, who had stood up.

"No, to be precise, it is I who am going out," Ding Mo said instead.

Having slept for a while just now, he had recovered some energy, and he felt much more relaxed at this moment.

!? Hearing this, Dong Xiaoyu felt a sense of urgency in her heart.

Was he going to abandon her!

However, Ding Mo's next sentence dispelled her doubts:

"You stay in the room, and in ten minutes, you send her a message,

"Meet at the top floor of the Hotel."

He was currently on the 23rd floor of the Hotel, which had 32 floors in total; ten minutes was more than enough to get from here to the top floor.

"Okay!" Dong Xiaoyu nodded obediently and asked again: "What about after that?"

"After that, you just wait for me to return, or if there is any situation, just act according to the circumstances.

"In short, after completing the instructions, your safety is the first priority." Ding Mo said as he put on his Mask and went out.

"Hey!!" Hearing this, Dong Xiaoyu was still somewhat panicked, but she did not dare to stop Ding Mo and could only watch him go away with longing eyes.

This little girl seems to have developed a reliance on me? Ding Mo walked in the corridor, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword at all times.

But in a Task, there are too many variables; even if she had helped him a lot and was very obedient, he could not keep her with him forever.

Although it was cruel, she was likely a burden in the things to come. Ding Mo did not want to be dragged down by her, but he also did not want to stand by and watch her die when she was in danger.

He was not yet able to be as cold-blooded as Chu Chenfeng and Leng Rourou.

Therefore, this was for the best.

Ding Mo walked along and arrived in front of a staircase.

The heavy fire door was pulled open, and inside was the stairwell.

But Ding Mo turned his head and glanced at the elevator not far away.

………………………………

Ten minutes later,

A message came through, and Leng Rourou, who had returned on time to the place where she had discarded her phone to avoid the Threshold from dropping, checked the message:

【Meet at the 32nd floor of the Hotel, the top floor presidential suite】

Seeing this, Leng Rourou widened her eyes!

She looked back,

And saw that the floor number written on the stairwell exit behind her was:

31st floor!

A few seconds later, a smile appeared on Leng Rourou's face.

A terrifying smile!

……

Ding-dong!

Amidst a crisp sound, the elevator door on the 32nd floor opened.

Ding Mo, wearing his Mask, stood inside alone.

Eerie fairy-tale music echoed on this floor, making one's hair stand on end.

Ding Mo walked out of the double elevator doors.

Whoosh!

Greeting him, however, was a ruthless axe shadow!

Pfft——!!

Leng Rourou lunged from the blind spot beside the elevator! Holding a fire axe with both hands, she hacked fiercely at the top of Ding Mo's head!

Most of the axe blade sank into Ding Mo's skull, causing it to deform slightly!

Red, white, and yellow splashed out; it looked like he would not survive!

After doing all this, Leng Rourou did not pull out the axe, but stepped back two paces, sneering as she watched Ding Mo, who was swaying and falling to the ground.

She had a way to join forces? What a joke?!

It was merely to complete the performance of the Second Act, and she had deliberately deceived Ding Mo.

After all, the Script for the Second Act said that the King needed someone to be buried with him, so why did it have to be her?

Just because she had been "framed" as the murderer?

Even if Ding Mo really couldn't do it, she had to try; it was better than dying herself!

And this guy Ding Mo was also crazy; in such a situation, he still dared to take an elevator with no way out?

"I really admire you." Leng Rourou smiled.

But as she laughed, her smile soon froze on her face.

Because,

That Ding Mo, whose head had been blown open by her fire axe, was actually bleeding profusely, and with his skull slightly deformed,

Stood up!

In Leng Rourou's terrified gaze, he straightened up, with the axe still on his head, his eyeballs rolled around, and he turned his head to look at her.

It was the same voice as Ding Mo—from beneath the Mask of the man in front of her came an eerie laugh!

"No... you are not him!!" Leng Rourou's face instantly turned deathly pale!

Cold sweat instantly secreted frantically from her pores!

This was not Ding Mo, but...

Substitute Actor!