Little Mushroom

During his time as a mushroom, he didn't have much concept of time. Rising and sunset were just a change of natural law. He didn't know how long he had lost the spores.

On February 14, according to the human season, it is the time when winter has not yet passed. That's right. In his memory and dreams, the sound of the chilling wind that night when he lost the spores echoed.

There will no longer be a second mushroom in the world that also lost spores in the same winter, and his encounter with Lu Yan was much earlier than that meeting at the gate. Or the judge who was separated by a wall himself took the spores from him.

Paused, turned this workbook backwards. On the next page, on February 20, Lu Yi returned to the base and wrote "Sample Handover Lighthouse".

After staying on this line for three seconds, he turned the log back to June 17 and put the black ballpoint pen back on the paper as if it had never been read.

An Zhe looked away from the manual and looked at the wall behind the desk. The judge has supreme power in the base, he can shoot at anyone, or he can order all the agencies in the city to cooperate. In an emergency, he can mobilize the soldiers of the city defense station, just as he was in the supply station square that day. However, despite the high weight, his residence in the city defense house was more deserted and simpler than An Fang's own room, and even the walls were only thinly painted, revealing the gray cement texture behind.

And on this gray wall, a little taller than people, eight characters and a period were printed with red paint.

"Human interests are above all else."

An Zhe snorted softly. The dungeon was too cold. He still did not ease over. He turned his gaze to the bed aside, and after a few seconds he went up.

His head sank into the pillow, and he didn't dare to wrap himself in a quilt as usual, just put it loosely on his body, and lifted himself. Quilts, pillows, and sheets are all base-based materials, and there is no difference between the quilts of prisoners in the dungeon, and the breath of artificial fiber is no different. But Anzhe's feeling was very different--sleeping on the judge's bed, and a brief conversation between Lu Yan and somebody came from the office across the wall. It was an indescribable feeling, dangerous, but safe.

In this case, anyone will lose sleep, not to mention he is a mushroom.

——But he didn't have insomnia for too long. In his wild thoughts, his body gradually warmed up because of the warmth of the quilt, the world in front of him gradually blurred, and he fell into a dream like that.

An Zhe was awakened, and he was convinced that it was only a short time before he slept.

The last time he was in the wilderness, he felt the spores being digged out countless times. The next moment, he felt a hand patted the pillow next to him.

An Fang broke a spirit, opened his eyes, and to the cold green eyes, it was the murderer who had taken away his spores.

Lu Yan lifted his quilt, spoke very fast, and said, "Evacuate."

Needless to say, at the moment when he woke up, An Zhe also realized that the building under him trembled slightly, just like the dungeon-did a worm appear under this building?

After a short period of thought, the wave-shaped alarm sounded a long time and it was another evacuation signal.

He didn't have much time to think about it, quickly got out of bed, put on his shoes, Lu Yan grabbed his shoulder with his right hand, took him outside the room, cold air poured in from the open door, and suddenly came to this situation from the warm quilt An Zhe instinctively fought a chill, and then, he felt that Lu Yan grabbed his hand and paused.

The black shadow hooded down, and his body sank. It was Lu Yan who took off the coat from the hanger on the side and threw it on him. An Zhe was too late to say thank you, and only reached out to close the coat. Lu Yan kept moving, quickly picked up the work manual and ballpoint pen from the desktop, shoved it into the pocket of Anzhe's coat, and then grabbed his wrist and walked away. The two judges were already waiting at the door. When they saw Lu Yan, they immediately called out, "Colonel!"

——Then the two of them looked at An Zhe accidentally.

Lu Yan didn't say anything. A group of people came downstairs from the nearest emergency aisle. The emergency aisle was completely dark. The attack of the monster affected the power system. Only the green fluorescent indicator light was on. Let two people sit side by side. It happened that the other three people were moving too fast, and An Zhe was dragged by Lu Yan to the next floor and stumbled several times, realizing that unless it became hyphae, he would not only be unable to keep up with the pace of these people, but also Will slow down Lu Yan.

He just wanted to say that Lu Yan didn't need to pull. He walked by himself, and suddenly a force came from his shoulder. Lu Yan took his shoulder and twisted him to the side and rear-the inertia of the downstairs was still there, An Fang hit him all of a sudden. On Lu's back, his forehead was struck by the badge of Lu's chest before, and now by the epaulets. The stairs are slanting downwards. He is higher than Lu's position. This bump, He instinctively caught Lu Yan.

Then he was carried back by this man.

Holding the judge's neck, recalling the chaotic but seemingly logical sequence of movements, An Zhe felt amazing.

The point is, this person seems to effortlessly carry him, easily jump down a few steps, steadily landing, then run a few times, turned out the second-floor window, and borrowed money on the platform outside the window on the first floor. There was only rumbling wind in An Zhe's ears. Somehow, Lu Yan landed on the lawn downstairs.

Lu Yan's body obviously did not have the obvious blocky strong muscles of Fans or Howard, but through several layers of clothes, Anzhe still felt the horrible explosive power of this person's tight and charged body, the human body and the soft Mycelia are not the same.

After Lu Yan landed, two more short-distance sounds came from behind, two other judges.

An Zhiguang was holding Lu Yan tightly, and felt that he was working very hard, obviously this is also a human body.

The gap between people is bigger than the gap between people and mushrooms, and he realizes that.

But after three seconds, he realized that people in the entire atrium were watching him. It was early in the morning, and the faint mist could not block the eyes of others. Boss Xiao showed his head from the nearest tent and glanced at Lu Yan. He glanced at him again, and then began to wink at him.

Lu Yan put him down, and An Zhe also loosened his hand around his neck and landed.

"Thank you," he said.

"You're welcome." Lu Yan said lightly: "Go to the tent."

The tent was a few steps away, and An Zeng responded, turning around, but was hitting Howard on his way.

Lu Yan: "What's going on?"

"The situation changed, and suddenly a lot came again. The people at the lighthouse arrived and turned on the radar to show that there were bugs down the four buildings," Howard said. "Not one or two, living in groups, there is a bug nest under the city defense. They are broken. Open the ground and want to attack the people inside the building. "

Lu Yan: "Evacuation of all members?"

"Everyone evacuates, you go too." Howard sternly said.

Lu Yandao: "Show me radar imaging."

"Don't look, it's not saved."

Lu Yan: "The disperser is here."

Howard also gave a cold voice, confronting him head-to-head: "Can't keep the disperser, how many times do you want me to say? I will contact the dispersal center immediately after the evacuation to increase the intensity of the other nine dispersers."

An Zhe looked back and saw Lu Yan's expression was cold, his right hand was buckled with a gun attached to his waist, and he repeated word by word: "Show me the radar image."

"You!" Howard seemed angry, but jealous of the judge's privilege to kill people anytime, anywhere, he waved in one direction.

A shirtless man came over from the other side, holding a black instrument in his hand, and Lu Yan picked up the instrument from his hand and glanced across the screen.

An Zhe watched as the temperature on the man's face dropped from zero to eighteen degrees below zero, and his voice was so cold that he could freeze the ice dumplings.

"The monster target is not the personnel in the building, but the disperser." He looked up at Howard, and said very quickly: "There is a disperser in the atrium, and the foundation cannot be broken after reinforcement. They can only come out from the four sides of the building."

Howard: "The report given by the lighthouse does not support your conclusions, Captain."

"I spend half of the year in the abyss." Lu Yan's fingers pressed against the **** of his arms, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the cold deterrence froze all the people present. "Howard, the monsters I've seen are better than those you've seen many."

Howard remained silent for three seconds without speaking, and then, as if suddenly thinking of something, his pupils widened and his expression changed drastically: "The other dispersing device--"

"Contact the Dispersion Center." Lu Yan said, "immediately."

The judge behind him took out the communicator, dialed a number, and pressed the megaphone.

"Uh-"

Monotonous waiting for the sound.

"Uh-"

"Uh-"

There was silence in the atrium.

After nine sounds waiting for the sound, the communicator sent a rapid busy tone. After three seconds, the busy tone stopped, no one answered, and the communication automatically hung up.

Howard quickly took out his communicator, quickly dialed a few buttons, and said to the other side: "City defense station Howard, transfer to the dispersal center, any line is OK, immediately."

"Please wait." The operator's voice came.

After this sentence, there was a long silence. After three minutes, the operator's voice sounded, and his tail trembled a little.

"The Dispersion Center lost contact."