"What about the other factions?" Chen Mo asked, his expression calm.
"The other factions are also preparing, and we plan to set off early tomorrow morning," Zhang Chaoyang replied.
Chen Mo nodded. "Alright, be careful on your way."
Zhang Chaoyang pondered for a moment and then said, "Mr. Chen, I think you should set off with us. I also received news that as soon as you enter the mountains, someone intends to eliminate you."
Chen Mo had naturally guessed this.
The Huo family's collusion with the forces in Tianhai suggested that the leak of Muyang's secret realm information was likely related to the Huo family.
They knew he had come to Muyang and would undoubtedly intercept him along the way.
Chen Mo replied, "I have my own arrangements."
Without saying more, Chen Mo hung up the phone.
He had long been prepared, but he hadn't informed anyone. The matter with Meng Zhuqing had taught him that no one could be fully trusted, otherwise, he wouldn't even know how he died.
Chen Mo drove to the hotel.
He even specifically instructed the service staff to prepare a bottle of red wine and some Western cuisine, to be delivered to his presidential suite that evening.
Afterward, Chen Mo returned to his room.
Chen Mo took out his phone and called Fang Dashan, asking him to come to his room immediately.
Upon receiving the call, Fang Dashan hurried over.
When he arrived at the presidential suite, Chen Mo was already waiting for him on the sofa.
Chen Mo looked at Fang Dashan and asked, "Is work tiring?"
Fang Dashan shook his head. "Not tiring."
Chen Mo smiled. "I have a task for you. If you do it well, the bonus will be one hundred thousand."
Fang Dashan was startled, but quickly composed himself and said seriously, "Boss, even if you don't give me a bonus, as your employee, I will still do whatever you assign."
Chen Mo smiled with satisfaction. "This is something outside the scope of your work, so the bonus is necessary."
Fang Dashan smiled and scratched his head. "Since you've said so, Boss, I won't refuse. Tell me, I guarantee to complete the task!"
Chen Mo motioned for Fang Dashan to sit down, then said, "Lately, I've been feeling that this presidential suite is a bit uncomfortable and I want to renovate it, but I don't know where to start. For the next few days, you'll stay here with me, experience what it's like to live in a presidential suite, and then offer some suggestions."
"Ah? Just, just this?" Fang Dashan asked, looking bewildered.
Chen Mo nodded. "Yes, just this."
"But you can't let anyone else find out you're here, and you can't contact the outside world. For meals, have them delivered to the door."
Fang Dashan suddenly understood. "Boss, you want me to impersonate you, to make others think you're still in the room, right?"
Chen Mo frowned slightly. He had expressed himself too clearly, which had attracted the other party's attention.
Before Chen Mo could say anything, Fang Dashan continued, "I understand what you mean. Only by making them all believe you are still in the room can you observe the hotel's problems from the shadows and then have the hotel rectify these issues."
Chen Mo was stunned.
He hadn't even figured out how to explain it to Fang Dashan, but the other party had already come up with his own interpretation.
"Yes, yes, yes," Chen Mo quickly nodded in agreement.
Fang Dashan patted his chest. "Boss, don't worry, I'll turn off my phone now and guarantee they won't find out you've left."
Chen Mo reached out and patted Fang Dashan's shoulder. "Good, then take off your clothes."
Fang Dashan's smile froze, and he quickly covered himself with his hands, saying nervously, "Boss, I, I only agreed to impersonate you in the room, not to fulfill any other conditions you might have."
Chen Mo was bewildered.
However, when he saw Fang Dashan's expression, which was like he had stepped on dog excrement, Chen Mo's face immediately darkened.
He reprimanded, "What are you thinking! I just want to switch clothes with you. If I go out wearing this, won't my whereabouts be exposed!"
"Ah!" Fang Dashan was immediately dumbfounded.
He awkwardly scratched his head. "Boss, I, I thought you were interested in me."
"Slap!"
Chen Mo slapped Fang Dashan on the forehead. "What are you thinking! My sexual orientation is perfectly normal, okay!"
Fang Dashan shrunk his head, a sheepish grin on his face.
Then, Fang Dashan took off his suit.
Now that he was the logistics director, he had changed from a security uniform to a suit.
Taking off everything but his shorts, Fang Dashan asked, "Boss, do you want these shorts too?"
Chen Mo had a line of black sweat on his forehead.
"No!"
After replying, Chen Mo put on Fang Dashan's suit.
He simply tidied his hairstyle, and at this point, he looked about ninety percent similar to Fang Dashan.
However, there was one thing: Chen Mo could not be seen face-to-face with anyone, otherwise, others would definitely see through the disguise.
Chen Mo took the presidential suite's private elevator directly to the underground parking lot.
He had already prepared an ordinary sedan there, with a set of equipment for entering the mountains inside.
Getting into the car, Chen Mo took off Fang Dashan's suit.
Fang Dashan was much sturdier than Chen Mo, so wearing his clothes always felt very awkward.
After changing into the prepared clothes, Chen Mo put on sunglasses and drove out of the Desirant Hotel.
The sky outside was already getting dim.
But this was perfect, as it would help Chen Mo avoid the eyes watching from here.
Leaving the hotel, Chen Mo drove directly towards the primeval forest of Muyang County.
Chen Mo was driving a local car, and there was only one person inside.
Even if he were spotted by those guarding the mountain entrance, they wouldn't think he was someone about to enter the secret realm; they would just think Chen Mo was a farmer from a mountain village.
Chen Mo's movements were extremely discreet. He drove the car into a wooded area.
He got out of the car and organized the equipment he needed to carry.
Chen Mo used a felling axe to cut away some branches and hide the vehicle.
He opened his map, checked his bearings, and then stepped into the primeval forest.
The primeval forest was already pitch black.
It was darker here than outside to begin with, and now that it was night, it was no exaggeration to say that one couldn't see their hand in front of their face within the primeval forest.
Chen Mo turned on his flashlight.
This was a map he had specifically asked a local to draw. The path he was taking was a small trail that people had used for years to go up the mountain to pick ginseng, and only a few people knew about this path.
Chen Mo walked quickly, guided by his flashlight.
His current goal was to reach the secret realm as soon as possible and attempt to break the restriction.
He ate some dry rations and drank some water, then continued on his way.
This was a primeval forest, and the path to the secret realm was already difficult to navigate. Even for Chen Mo, his progress was quite slow.
As for those factions that had forcibly carved out a path, Chen Mo's speed was considerably faster.
"Roar!"
However, just as Chen Mo crossed a mountain and was about to continue forward, a wolf's howl made him frown.