Chapter 118
Chapter 118
Seeing the Service Staff’s resolute attitude, as if he were intentionally blocking her from entering the room, a flicker of suspicion flashed in Ms. Song’s eyes.
Before she could question him, the Mirror Person continued, “Ms. Song, you’ve sustained such a heavy injury; it is my duty to look after you! Don’t move, I’ll go get your medicine for you!”
Leaving behind this grand declaration, the Mirror Person picked Ms. Song up in a bridal carry once more and brought her back to the Kitchen, which was quite a distance from Room 318.
Ms. Song’s brain stalled for a few seconds.
The slight shred of suspicion that had just sprouted vanished into thin air after witnessing the Service Staff’s “straightforward” personality.
While being carried, Ms. Song observed the Service Staff’s eyes for a few moments.
They were clear, innocent, and even held a few traces of silliness; he looked like the type of person who couldn’t hide a secret if he tried.
He actually bore some resemblance to her former simple and harmless master.
So, this Service Staff… probably wasn’t what she suspected?
With that thought in mind, Ms. Song was placed on a stool in front of the meal pickup area outside the Kitchen.
The Mirror Person set her down and turned toward the freezer, leaning half his body inside to look for ice.
“Ms. Song, your ankle is a bit swollen. Apply a cold compress for a moment while I go to your room to get your medicine.”
Seeing the Service Staff’s actions, Ms. Song seemed to recall some past events.
She said sorrowfully, “You’re very much like a friend of mine. Her name was Xueping.”
The Mirror Person took out a few ice cubes and asked offhandedly, “Is that so? How is your friend doing now?”
Hearing this, Ms. Song lowered her gaze, masking the surge of emotion within.
“She’s doing quite well now,” Ms. Song sniffled and gave a small smile.
The Mirror Person placed the ice on Ms. Song’s ankle and followed up casually, “It’s quite an honor to be like Ms. Song’s friend.”
The Mirror Person laughed openly.
Seeing the Service Staff’s sincere attitude, Ms. Song felt that her suspicions were likely overblown.
From her many room cards, she selected the one for Room 318 and handed it to the Service Staff.
“The medicine is in the bottom drawer of the left nightstand. Sorry for the trouble.”
“It’s no trouble at all, you’re far too polite, Ms. Song!”
The Mirror Person took the room card joyfully and headed toward Room 318 with a cheerful grin.
He swiped the card, entered the room, and saw Jiang Li inside, who was acting quite strangely.
At this moment, Jiang Li was incredibly busy.
She had to follow the operational steps and draw a diagram strictly according to the “coordinates” on the grid.
The shape of the diagram could not be wrong in the slightest.
This was because the pattern was used to attract the “Pollution Source.”
This so-called method to “release the Human Form ahead of schedule” actually involved using certain tools to gather the Pollution Source within this Instance.
The Curly-Haired Woman would be placed in the center of the pattern, allowing the Pollution Source to perform a “precision pollution” on her.
The ultimate goal was to cause the Curly-Haired Woman’s body to undergo a rapid mutation.
Jiang Li had just finished marking all the coordinates and hadn’t had time to connect the lines when she saw the Mirror Person enter.
Jiang Li looked surprised. “Why are you here?”
The Mirror Person shrugged and walked over to the bed with a swagger to rummage for the medicine. “I came to get medicine for Ms. Song.”
“Jiang Li, how much longer until you’re finished?” the Mirror Person asked.
“Three minutes.”
Having received an answer, the Mirror Person stopped bothering Jiang Li.
He found the medicine in the bottom drawer of the nightstand and walked away leisurely with it in his arms.
If he stalled for just a bit longer, three minutes should be enough.
The Mirror Person made his way back to the Kitchen.
However, upon entering the Kitchen, all the Mirror Person saw was an empty stool.
The Mirror Person froze.
He frantically set down the medicine and checked both inside the Kitchen and out in the hallway.
Ms. Song was really gone.
Not only was Ms. Song nowhere to be found, but even her high heels with the broken heel and the freshly bought Dog Treats had vanished along with her!
The Mirror Person panicked.
He took out the small mirror he carried with him to send a message to Jiang Li.
“Jiang Li, things are bad! Ms. Song is gone! I can’t find her anywhere!”
The voice traveled through the small mirror to the dressing mirror in Room 318, and then into Jiang Li’s ears.
A moment later, Jiang Li’s voice came back:
“The previous Ms. Song seems to have been recycled early due to a wound infection. Keep an eye on the elevator entrance; a new Ms. Song will appear.”
All the information Jiang Li provided had been told to her by the television screen in Room 318.
The screen showed that at 18:07, Ms. Song suffered a traumatic infection.
Ms. Song could not leave the 3rd Floor for too long, which meant her injuries could not be treated, eventually leading to her death a month later.
The Aberration Power of the 3rd Floor simply recycled Ms. Song directly and arranged for a new person to come over.
Back in the kitchen, the Mirror Person had just received Jiang Li’s tip when it heard the “ding-dong” of the elevator doors.
The overbearing sound of high heels began to click-clack once again.
Things had happened too suddenly; the Mirror Person was completely unprepared this time.
By the time the Mirror Person thought to cause some trouble, Ms. Song had already walked past it, clutching her snacks.
“Wait a moment, Ms. Song! Do-do-do you want to come into the kitchen and have something to eat?”
The new Ms. Song was very cold and aloof. She merely gave the service staff a faint glance. “No need.”
Hearing the rejection, the Mirror Person decided to repeat its old trick.
It stuck out a foot, attempting to follow its previous method of tripping Ms. Song.
The idea of tripping her was sound; as long as the Mirror Person didn’t mess around with applying medicine to the guest, nothing should go wrong.
The Mirror Person extended its little foot.
To its surprise, this Ms. Song wasn’t tripped. Instead, she stepped down hard with her high heel, grinding it right into the Mirror Person’s instep.
The Mirror Person was stunned on the spot.
As an Aberration itself, it didn’t feel much pain.
However, it was a fact that a deep pit had been stomped into its foot.
“Sorry, I stepped on you,” Ms. Song said tonelessly. She gave the Mirror Person a sidelong glance and walked away without looking back.
Watching Ms. Song’s retreating figure, the Mirror Person completely panicked.
It hurriedly pulled out the small mirror and whispered to Jiang Li, “Jiang Li, I can’t hold her back! You need to leave now…”
Two seconds later.
Jiang Li’s voice came through. “I can’t leave. Stall her for a bit longer. Two more minutes.”
The Mirror Person’s tone was frantic. “I can’t stall her! She’s almost at the door!”
Jiang Li said, “If you stall her, I’ll definitely take you out of here. If you don’t and I die, you’ll be trapped here too.”
“But…” The Mirror Person looked conflicted, wanting to argue.
It wasn’t that it didn’t want to help, but it had run out of ways to do so.
Originally, the Mirror Person was a low-level Aberration, and its brain wasn’t very well-developed.
Now that it was tasked with such a brain-taxing mission, its brain cells were all but dead.
Jiang Li spoke bluntly, “One and a half minutes left. It’ll be done soon, so just hang in there. Ms. Song used to be a dog; use that fact and think of something.”
After saying this, Jiang Li ended the communication from Room 318.
At that moment, Jiang Li was placing a bowl of plain water in front of the point map on the floor.
She pricked the Curly-Haired Woman’s finger and squeezed out two drops of blood.
Blood is a bodily fluid, an important tool for identifying “who to contaminate.”
A few drops of fresh blood fell into the bowl of water, blooming outward.
Jiang Li used a chopstick dipped in the water to connect the marked points one by one.
This was delicate work.
If even a single line was connected incorrectly, all her efforts would be for naught.
Under intense mental concentration, a thin layer of sweat broke out on Jiang Li’s forehead.
Just then.
Without Jiang Li noticing, a bead of sweat slid down her cheek.
It was falling directly toward the bowl of plain water on the floor.
If her own sweat mixed into that water, the gathering Pollution Source would not only contaminate the Curly-Haired Woman but Jiang Li herself!
Jiang Li sensed the sweat sliding down her cheek, and her pupils instantly constricted.
Oh no…
It was moving too fast. If she tried to catch it now, she wouldn’t make it in time!