Chapter 45: Task

Ten minutes later.

Two figures walked out of the discussion room.

"Thank you for your understanding," Lu Tianxu said stiffly without turning his head.

"With this, the plan has obtained the consent of the three captains and can be executed..."

As Lu Tianxu spoke, he turned and walked away, but Wan Chengyu behind him suddenly said:

"I hope you are truly certain."

Lu Tianxu's footsteps paused.

"What?"

"I mean, I hope you are truly certain that it is you who are utilizing them, utilizing them to defend against the 'Tide'..."

As he spoke, this world-weary middle-aged man's gaze flashed.

"And not another 'Trojan Horse' incident!"

Ding Mo was sitting on the bed at this moment, seemingly waiting for something.

Just a moment ago, the Processing Bureau had conducted a mental state and cognitive assessment on him according to standard procedure.

Oh right, and about the "World Noise" from before, Ding Mo had already figured it out.

It wasn't that he didn't remember, but rather, perhaps when he transmigrated to this world, he had never come into contact with the "Curtain."

"World Noise" is transmitted from the "Curtain," and perhaps the "Curtain" had never recorded the noise of his own world.

Therefore, Ding Mo had not recognized it.

This was one possibility.

It's just that if that were truly the case, the hope of returning would be very slim...

Biu~

At this moment, the gate of the Landing Room made a soft sound, and several security personnel in black suits and sunglasses walked in.

They put a hood on Ding Mo and took him away.

Just when Ding Mo thought he was going to see an "armed to the teeth" psychiatrist again, these people brought him to a small single room with a table.

As soon as the hood was removed, Ding Mo immediately felt something was wrong.

"What is this for?"

To be honest, given the Processing Bureau's consistent treatment of them as prisoners, Ding Mo really couldn't trust them.

The security personnel replied upon hearing this:

"This is a single room equipped for you; there is a task for you to execute later."

A task? Me? Is this what Chu Chenfeng was talking about earlier regarding the "Defense Line"? But this is only my second task!

While Ding Mo was puzzled, he couldn't help but say:

"I say, you people... didn't you think to ask whether I agree or not?"

The few security personnel exchanged glances, ignored him, closed the gate, and left.

Damn it! Ding Mo could only curse inwardly and sat down on the sofa in the room.

Do they even treat him like a human being?

After sitting for a while, it seemed it wasn't time to execute the task yet. Ding Mo thought of Dong Xiaoyu again.

I wonder how she is doing now?

This woman could be said to be the only companion he had been able to give even a little bit of trust to so far.

With her having become like that, not to mention any hidden dangers, if the Processing Bureau sees her, won't they just eliminate her directly!?

Ding Mo was a bit worried, but he was helpless at the moment and had no other way.

"Dong Xiaoyu"

Three characters appeared in Lu Tianxu's eyes.

He looked at the file in front of him, a thoughtful expression on his face.

Especially when his gaze fell on a line of text:

"Ability is exceptional; during the suppression process, she displayed regenerative ability and immortality; general physical means are declared ineffective; more detailed parameters are awaiting further testing.

"Note! Her personality is cold; there is a deviation in her cognition of 'life'; emotional fluctuations are weakened; she no longer views herself as a member of humanity; it is recommended to eliminate her..."

Looking at the word "eliminate," he shook his head and said:

"Do not dispose of her yet; keep her locked up and find a way to make her obedient."

"Sir, but this is the opinion from the research lab..." the security department personnel hesitated slightly.

"What is Article 7 of the Processing Bureau's Core Management Regulations?" Lu Tianxu's gaze turned cold.

"!! In, in the handling of abnormal items and Polluters, prioritize the judgment of the investigators!" He hurriedly stood at attention and said in one breath.

"Remember that, go do it. If the research lab has opinions, we'll talk about it when I return."

"Understood."

"Delicious!" Ding Mo looked at the meal in front of him in surprise, his mouth stuffed with spicy stir-fried abalone, sweating profusely as he ate.

In the single room, a rich, fragrant aroma overflowed!

In the Isolation Zone, there were actually places provided for individuals to cook, and ingredients could be bought, but firstly, he didn't have such good culinary skills, and secondly, he was too lazy to do it.

And he couldn't go out to eat at restaurants, so it had been a long time since he had eaten such delicious food.

Thinking this, he gulped down another mouthful of ice-cold sugar-free cola.

Awesome!!

But after eating for a while, Ding Mo suddenly felt something was wrong.

Why did it feel like... he was eating a "last meal"?

These people suddenly giving him a good meal was too suspicious!

However, thinking of this, Ding Mo only paused his hand for a moment before continuing to eat.

Whatever, he was already in danger every day; he didn't know when the Pollution in his body would erupt, either to kill him or to force him to accept a new Typewriter Task.

With a whirlwind of eating, Ding Mo finished everything clean.

Having just survived a Task, the feeling of returning to the base was truly comfortable!

Ah, that's right, everyone in the base was a talent, and they spoke so nicely; with pitch-black firework gun barrels in hand, they could perform a firework show and a volley of gunfire for him at any time.

He liked it so much!

Ding Mo lay comfortably on the sofa, squinting his eyes as he wanted to sleep.

But then again, joking aside, what firework show? It was far worse than the horrors in the Tasks.

Compared to having some weird things grow inside his stomach like a certain person surnamed Lu, Ding Mo would still rather have someone cut a few holes in his body.

Of course, it would be best if neither happened.

Just like that, after sleeping for a while, Ding Mo finally recovered a bit of his mental state.

Although his physical body had been healed by the "Typewriter," the horror of his various experiences still left his mind extremely exhausted.

Even, while he was asleep just now, he vaguely had a few nightmares.

He dreamed of "Grandma Wolf," "Princess," "Meat Pillar Girl," and "Prince"!

And after waking up, the most outrageous thing was that his "Threshold" had actually dropped!

【Threshold: 162%】 → 【Threshold: 161%】.

Although it only dropped by 1%, this was also a warning!

"Is this the consequence of too much contact with the weird..." Ding Mo gave a bitter smile.

I'm afraid the "Typewriter" Task will arrive even earlier than he imagined.

But for now, he still had to worry about another matter... Ding Mo turned his head and looked toward the door.

There, the gate opened.

Two minutes later,

Ding Mo, having changed into a black tight-fitting uniform and wearing knee pads, elbow pads, and even an anti-stab vest, was escorted onto a specially made black armored vehicle.

Beep beep beep!

The sound of the engine roaring faintly reached him; inside the windowless vehicle, Ding Mo felt the G-force and began to size up the others in the car.

Most of them were dressed the same as him, carrying no weapons, and didn't look very professional either.

There was even a young girl wearing a black baseball cap pulled low, looking somewhat out of place.

Including himself, there were 6 people in the car; it was very obvious that, like him, they were "Polluters" from the Isolation Zone.