An Zhe raised his head and frowned at Lu Feng. He was unhappy, his eyes were red, and he did not speak to Lu Feng. He reached out and grabbed Lu Feng's wrist and tried to take it away.

But this man was much stronger than him, and An Zhe couldn't move it at all. After trying a few times, he simply turned his fingers into mycelium and wrapped them around Lu Feng's arm, pulling it outward. But the soft fungus

The silk is even weaker than his human form, and will break even with the slightest force.

"Don't pull." Lu Feng spoke in his ear with a low voice.

An Zhe ignored him.

Lu Feng chuckled softly, his fingers caressing the layers of snow-white hyphae, separating them, and then placed his fingers on the skin of An Zhe's abdomen again.

"Anything else?" he asked.

"No more." An Zhe said in a bad tone.

He had already had his spores poached once by this person, how could he be poached a second time - not to mention that he really had no new spores now.

The strange thing is that even though the original spores have been lost and there are no new spores in his body, the feeling of lack has also left him. There is no hole in his body that can never be filled, and his spirit is no longer worried about it all the time.

He was holding on to that spore that he didn't know where he was - just like when he was born a long time ago. When he woke up, he couldn't be more complete.

An Zhe looked down at his hyphae, which were snow-white, soft, flexible, and with distinct roots. He was slightly startled, and stretched out his other hand to his abdomen to touch them, and then this hand was also held by Lu Feng. He didn't

He recalled the days in the institute in a controlled manner. He locked himself in an unoccupied room and carefully turned part of his limbs back into mycelium - after the human skin and bones disappeared, what was revealed was a tangled mass of gray.

For black objects, the original mycelium has shrunk and liquefied. After a while, its entire body will turn into a puddle of black liquid and dry up on the floor or in the corner. This is how a mushroom dies. Every time

At this time, he would turn them into human bodies like an electric shock. He would look out the window at the endless night sky, at the dark night of his life. The huge fear that every creature feels when facing death would envelope him equally, and he would feel the pain that goes deep into his bones.

If you are cold, you will shiver, you will close your eyes, and you will wait for everything to dissipate slowly before you go out and live with the people in the institute like a normal human being.

Lu Feng didn't know about these things.

This realization made his eyes sore for some reason. Thinking of the fear and despair at that time, he looked up at Lu Feng again, feeling even stronger grievance than before.

Lu Feng obviously understood his expression.

"Are you really crying?" The colonel's hand that clasped his shoulder went up and touched the corner of his eye: "What's wrong?"

An Zhe shook his head and said, "I won't give it to you anyway."

After saying that, he struggled to escape from Lu Feng's grasp, but was restrained in another way. The two of them fell on the grass! He was pinned down by Lu Feng.

The slender and soft grass covered him in mid-February, and spring in the abyss came extremely early this year. An Zhe turned to look to the side, and saw a white and plump mushroom that had just unfolded its canopy. Its gills had not yet fully expanded, but

Presumably before long, thousands of spores will come out from under the umbrella cover and spread outward like mist.

Other mushrooms have many spores, but he only has one, and there are none left - he bit his lip.

At this moment, he heard Lu Feng say: "Don't be afraid."

He didn't say anything, and Lu Feng continued: "I don't want spores."

An Zhe: "What about my spores?"

"You want to know?"

"Want to know."

Lu Feng picked up a strand of mycelium from him.

"Other mushrooms have many spores." He asked, "Why do you only have one?"

An Zhe: "I don't know."

Lu Feng: "When did you know you were a mushroom?"

An Zhe thought about it seriously and said, "It's been a long time."

"Is there an opportunity?"

"It's raining."

"What else?"

"I've broken off, but I don't want to die yet."

"Does it hurt?"

An Zhe shook his head.

Lu Feng said: "Is there anything else?"

Anzhe could only think of one thing: "It's raining."

Lu Feng seemed to think for a while, and then asked him: "You can fuse many creatures, can you tell how many you have fused? Whether it is active or passive."

An Zhe shook his head. He had indeed come into contact with many creatures either actively or passively. He didn't know if he had acquired their genes. The only time he had completely absorbed all the blood and tissues from Anze's body was to obtain them subconsciously.

The ability to become human.

Just listen to Lu Feng say: "Have you ever seen a snake?"

An Zhe nodded, of course he had seen snakes.

"A snake sheds its skin. The original outer skin is lost and it crawls out of the original shell." Lu Feng said: "Many creatures can do this."

An Zhe didn't know what Lu Feng wanted to express for a while, he just listened.

"But Mr. Polly said that this is still very different from your life form. Some single-celled eukaryotic organisms also have a special characteristic," Lu Feng said lightly, "When the environment is harsh, it will stop growing, and the body will

The main part forms a cyst and goes to sleep, then resurrects in a suitable environment."

An Zhe frowned. He seemed to understand what Lu Feng was talking about, but he still seemed unable to express it accurately.

"Also, you are a fungus. Although you are not the same species as them, they are all organisms with simple structures."

An Zhe felt that what Lu Feng said was not good, so he pushed the man away.

Lu Feng didn't move, just looked at him, with a little smile in his eyes, and said, "You haven't remembered yet?"

Anzhe looked at his hyphae and whispered: "You mean, I...my spores grew into myself?"

The strange thing is that he didn't feel surprised when he said this, or it was just a normal thing.

He was lost in thought, thinking about the whole thing.

"Polly said that when you get rid of the basic form of mushrooms, you also acquire new properties, or merge with the properties of other simple organisms to obtain new life forms. Spores, as a kind of existence similar to spores, become

It gives you the spare life after your body decays. So you regard it as more important than your own life, because it is indeed your life. You may have gained eternal life in this way." Lu Feng said.

Anzhe opened his eyes slightly.

"Also," Lu Feng said, "the first time I saw Polly, he was in pain. At that time, the spores fell on Polly. I think you are the only one who knows him."

An Zhe nodded. He did have vague memories of being close to the sad Polly. He also had many memories of being close to Lu Feng.

——It’s just that he didn’t know what he was doing at that time.

He felt his whole body.

"I'm sorry." He muttered to Lu Feng.

If this is indeed the case, then he did blame Lu Feng wrongly - he thought the worst about this person. And Lu Feng did not go against his wishes at the time and raised the spores.

"It's okay," Lu Feng leaned closer to him. There seemed to be some kind of unspeakable wave in his cold green eyes that had always been indifferent and emotionless. He lowered his voice and said, "...You are alive.

"

Yes, he is alive.

He is still alive.

The golden sunlight reflects on the green grass leaves, and the glittering dust floats gently in the breeze, like a dream.

An Zhe gently grabbed Lu Feng's sleeve corner.

At this time, he remembered another thing - the thing he had held a grudge against for a long time. That day long ago, he knocked on the door of the laboratory and saw the spores. He thought that the spores belonged to him and would float to him.

direction, it drifted to where Lu Feng was.

He said it.

Lu Feng said softly: "It was you who wanted to be by my side."

An Zhe lowered his eyes slightly.

"I don't know." He said, "At that time..."

At that time, he and Lu Feng did not have a very good relationship.

Thinking of this, he thought again, by now, could he and Lu Feng have settled their relationship?

His fingers gripping the corners of Lu Feng's clothes gradually tightened, but these chaotic thoughts disappeared the moment he raised his head and looked at Lu Feng.

It is February 14th. On this day four years ago, he and Lu Feng met in the wilderness of the abyss.

Later, they got along briefly. Then, he slept for three years, and Lu Feng also raised spores for three years.

They may not have known each other for too long, nor have they had that much experience together. Compared with the relationships between other people, they are really nothing.

But to the two of them, to a mutant and a judge, there is no one else like the other.

In the wind, he and Lu Feng looked at each other silently.
To be continued...