Chapter 74: Training and Meeting

Over the next few days, Ding Mo resumed his daily training.

In the small park next to the Hotel.

He did long-distance running, push-ups, and squats. This book was first published on Zhui Shu Shen Qi, the best app for reading novels daily, tt k. tw, providing you with a reading experience free of errors and disordered chapters.

In a Terror Mission, physical strength is also an important factor for survival.

However...

"I keep feeling like something is strange," Ding Mo thought as he did another set of squats.

A set consists of ten, but he had already done 20 sets this morning, yet he did not feel much fatigue.

He even felt it was quite easy; doing another 20 sets would be no problem!

"When did my body get so good?" After doing a few more sets, Ding Mo stopped and began to ponder this question.

He was a little panicked now.

He suspected that perhaps during the previous two missions, he had unconsciously suffered some kind of "Pollution," leading to a problem with his cognition.

For example, even though his body was exhausted to the limit, in his cognition, "fatigue" equaled "high spirits."

If that were the case, continuing to train might risk muscle dissolution.

However, after thinking about it, Ding Mo suddenly realized something.

He did a few more sets.

"... So that's it."

After carefully feeling his body's movements, he understood.

It was indeed that he had suffered Pollution, and his cognition had become distorted,

but it was not the situation mentioned above.

On the contrary, it was another kind.

How should he put it? It was like a news story he once heard:

A mother in an earthquake, in order to save her child, lifted a piece of building weighing several tons until the child escaped, after which she died of exhaustion.

She broke through human limits; in a sense, one could say she broke through the "Gene Lock"!

The Gene Lock is not actually a concrete, existing thing, but just a figurative concept used to describe certain "limitations" within the human body.

And Ding Mo, that is his situation now; there are no longer any so-called "limitations" inside his body.

The difference between him and that mother is that his "Gene Lock" seems to be in an "on" state at all times!

"The city's mission... it's Gu Zixu!"

Ding Mo thought of something.

On the top of the final building, he joined the rap of the girl who called herself a "Killer," gaining powerful body control.

The "Gene Lock," it was likely opened at that time!

Good grief, "Curtain," "Gene Lock"... I really am becoming less and less like a normal person; no, I should say I am getting further and further away from being "normal."

Ding Mo's mood was somewhat complicated.

This would undoubtedly increase his survival rate in danger, but currently, he did not know what the side effects were.

Then again, why would Heaven, when creating humans, add such a "lock"?

Ding Mo understood that in this world, many times a "limitation" actually signifies a form of "protection."

"Hoo..." After exhaling, Ding Mo finished a physical fitness test.

But he turned and went back to his room.

Since the "Gene Lock" was already open, further training would not have much effect.

What's more, he could now easily burst forth with the speed, strength, and coordination/flexibility of a world-class athlete.

If he tried a little harder, surpassing these values would not be difficult.

But continuing to train in this state that surpassed human limits would likely lead to bad things, so he let it be.

Returning to his room, an email was sent to his phone.

Ding Mo picked up his phone and looked.

The sender was displayed as: Lu Tianxu.

Content: Get ready, I will arrange for you to meet her tomorrow at 3:00 PM.

I, I...

I shouldered my bag! The moment I left home! I knew that real life has too many special...

The moment he was put in a hood, tied to a restraint chair, and left the Hotel, Ding Mo originally wanted to sing that.

But unfortunately, the others would not allow it.

In the transport vehicle, over a dozen fully armed soldiers, holding rifles in their hands, nervously watched Ding Mo, who was sitting in the middle and bound extremely tightly.

"I'm saying, there's no need to make the atmosphere so tense." Although Ding Mo could not see, no one ever responded to him when he spoke.

Compared to the first time, Ding Mo was already familiar with the process, so he felt the journey was a bit boring.

Unfortunately, the people around him were even more boring; for a journey of over half an hour, they did not say a single word from start to finish.

It was not just with Ding Mo; there was no conversation between them either. Their gazes were fixed on him at all times.

He actually did not know that while he was very relaxed, the soldiers around him were scared to death.

One must know that escorting these "mysterious prisoners" was the highest secret of the Processing Bureau.

They did not even know what crimes these people had committed or what dangers they posed.

They only knew that every so often, someone in the escort troop would go crazy or commit suicide.

There were not even any signs beforehand. It could be said that this was an extremely high-risk Task, and the retirement rate had always been quite high.

The others did not speak, and Ding Mo just kept to himself.

Before long, they arrived at the destination.

Escorted by others, he seemed to have arrived at a certain corridor.

After his hood was removed, Ding Mo saw Lu Tianxu standing by a heavy gate, having waited there for a long time, and at this moment, he was looking at him.

"Remember what you have to do," Lu Tianxu said, having someone open the room door.

Ding Mo glanced at him and walked inside.

In the room, a slender figure was sitting upright.

It was none other than Dong Xiaoyu!

"Ding Mo!" Dong Xiaoyu turned around, a trace of joy appearing on her cold, exquisite face.

Today, she was wearing a tight-fitting, warm-colored thin sweater on her upper body and a pair of small shorts on her lower body. Her two rounded, pure white-silk-clad legs were pressed together, and her feet were in a pair of black ladies' leather shoes.

Combined with her petite figure of just over 1.6 meters, this outfit had a very pure, girlish feel.

She stood up, her deep purple-ink eyes turning as she faced Ding Mo.

On the table beside her were two cups of tea and a plate of snacks. It seemed she had requested them from the Processing Bureau.

Ding Mo sized her up for a moment.

After not seeing her for a period of time, he found that Dong Xiaoyu's changes seemed even more pronounced.

Aside from her appearance, the most intuitive change was the impenetrable coldness on her face.

Even now, in her happy state, it was just like ice and snow frozen for a thousand years that had only just melted a little at the corner.

Security Room.

Watching the two people sitting and chatting, Lu Tianxu nodded slightly.

In fact, do not be fooled by Lu Tianxu being very business-like and detesting Polluters like Ding Mo.

But in reality, he was a very pragmatic person—whoever could help him block the strange Tide and become a help to humanity, he would lean toward them.

This was also the reason he joined the Processing Bureau.

When order continues to collapse, only by using more powerful means can it be stopped!

Therefore, even though the senior management of the Processing Bureau had never approved of Lu Tianxu's frequent and continuous use of anomalous items, that was the reason he still insisted on his own views.

……

Time passed quickly; in the blink of an eye, nearly an hour had gone by.

"Checkmate," Ding Mo said with a smile as he moved a piece.

Dong Xiaoyu's expression sank slightly.

This was already the third game she had lost!

"Again." Did her cheeks seem to puff out?

Ding Mo looked at her appearance and began to scratch his head.

He didn't mind playing another game, but according to his agreement with the Processing Bureau, the visitation time was almost up.

After Dong Xiaoyu learned of this, her face became even more sullen.

"Ah, this..." Ding Mo had just wanted to say something

when he saw "ink" suddenly emerge from Dong Xiaoyu's body!

A dangerous aura made Ding Mo's body stiffen involuntarily!

That was HCSD-0014-2, codenamed "Blood Ink"! Seeing this scene in the Security Room, Lu Tianxu's expression tightened slightly.

It wasn't the first time he had seen this thing today, but he always couldn't help but want to obtain such boundless potential power.

If Dong Xiaoyu's mutation case could be replicated...

In the room, Ding Mo's smile stiffened slightly as he watched Dong Xiaoyu opposite him slowly condense the "Blood Ink" and reach it toward him...

Finally, it solidified into a square stone?

No, this stone was crystal clear with a hidden ink-colored texture; it should be called "Ink Jade."

The "Ink Jade" was placed on the table, and the remaining unconsolidated liquid was drawn back into Dong Xiaoyu's body.

She picked up this piece of jade and said softly:

"This is an amulet I managed to make for you; you should keep it with you for now, it should be useful."

"Uh... well," after finishing, she suddenly added awkwardly:

"You, you shouldn't dislike it; I just learned how to make it and I'm not skilled yet."

Her fair legs twisted back and forth, and she seemed to feel a bit ashamed.

And Lu Tianxu, seeing this scene through the monitor, couldn't help but widen his eyes!

What is this?

She actually possessed such a thing?

In previous studies, she had never shown it!

"……"

"You... when will you come again?"

Parting is always sad; Dong Xiaoyu stood where she was, looking longingly at Ding Mo at the door.

"... Alright, next time... if there is a next time, I will come to see you again."

Taking the amulet, Ding Mo said goodbye and left the room with complex feelings.

He also wanted to keep the future in his own hands...

But he might die on his next Task; no one could say for sure.

Glancing at Lu Tianxu approaching from the other end of the corridor, Ding Mo nodded at him and then left under the escort of security personnel.

Dong Xiaoyu has already agreed to help.

Lu Tianxu, that guy, although he seems unsympathetic, is actually quite easy to understand.

This type of person cares a lot about order; as long as others don't do anything out of line, he is actually quite easy to talk to.

At least up until now, all of his promises have been fulfilled, without a single bit missing.

……

Time continued to fly by.

In the spare time that followed, while Ding Mo waited for the Typewriter's Task,

he tested the abilities of the Curtain and worked on developing his Gene Lock.

However, it was a pity that neither had made any progress.

He had the intention to find Gu Zixu and ask her, but the Processing Bureau did not allow communication between Isolation Zones.

Thus, the days passed one by one, but the many questions piled up in his heart, along with the longing for whether he could return to his original world, burned his thoughts like a flame, involuntarily.

Under this kind of "torture," Ding Mo only felt that every day was like a year.

But he waited and waited...

Finally, the Typewriter,

its third Task arrived!

PS:

Don't say anything else, entering the dungeon in the next chapter.

I don't know if this slice-of-life segment is okay or not...

Next dungeon:

"Cidu Temple"