Little Mushroom

In the dim light, the six round, black holes, like compound eyes of insects, were watching him.

An Zhe stepped back subconsciously, hitting a metal table behind him, and his body was unstable for a moment. His hand was pressed on the epitaph. The engraved handwriting on the epitaph brings undulating touch. I don't know why, but this cold, lonely metal table in the empty hall, containing the ashes of the dead, made him feel safe.

An Zhe breathed a sigh of relief, walked forward tentatively, and came to the row of openings.

He climbed into the entrances of these six pipes one by one, but he still couldn't find any traces of mycelium. It was too thin, it would shrink backward after breaking, and finally was blown by the wind. I didn't know which corner was stuck. And, this place is too dark.

An Zhe stared blankly around, on all four sides of this cylindrical space-his front, rear, left-hand side, right-hand side, each with six pipe entrances, a total of twenty-four, leading to different directions, this is The origin of the entire city ventilation system.

He knew he had two options-to find his way back to the house before dawn, and try again tomorrow night, or ... or simply not go back.

He can then abandon his human identity and let Anzhe disappear in the main city, while Anzhe as a mushroom will roam in underground pipes for a long time, regardless of day and night. As long as he wandered long enough before he dried up, he could sneak into the lighthouse.

The wind was stronger, and Anzh shuddered slightly. He knew that the decision he was about to make was related to all future destiny.

But even if I decide to go back, can I really go back?

Anzhe doesn't know.

Looking at the six holes in the direction when he came, he gritted his teeth and climbed into the right-middle one-he was not sure if this was the original road, and he could only use fate to determine his fate.

Its practical mycelium form is more convenient to climb into the hole, but there are three human predecessors living here, he does not want them to see aliens come in. Therefore, Anzhe did not return to a mass of mycelium until it completely entered the pipe.

The mycelium accelerated, moving in the direction of the wind, and the wind was pushing him from behind. An Zhe turned a few corners and also passed many intersections. Now he just wants to swim as quickly as possible to a pipe connection to a human room-it would be better if the room had a window, and he could sneak out through the window. Find the nearest ferry bus stop while it's dark, and affix it quietly to the bottom of the car. At night, the ferry will take him to the terminal near Building 24, and then he can slip back to his own corridor. No one will find it.

After walking for a long time without any rules, when the ventilation pipe became thinner and thinner, a little light finally appeared in front of him, and he came to the mouth of the pipe.

-This is a ventilation duct located on the ceiling.

Anzhe looked down from the nozzle. What appeared in the center of his field of vision was a cylindrical transparent container containing a slightly turbid liquid. A flesh-colored thing floating in the liquid was very small, like two human fists. Large, a transparent tube is connected at one end to this flesh-colored object, and at the other end is connected to a complex-shaped device.

A special sensation rises in this device. Anzhe cannot describe the exact feeling. It is only known that the container is a living object.

He suddenly froze.

He knows.

This is a pup.

No, an embryo, an embryo of a human cub.

Looking aside, it's the same device again. More than that, the whole wide room was densely packed with such things. He has limited vision and can't perceive how big a room this is, but he knows that the base can give birth to 5,000 to 10,000 cubs a year.

So, here is no other place-he accidentally hit the Eden.

An Zhe was relieved. Eden was a place he was familiar with, but at the same time he felt more troublesome. He knew how much humans cared about his cubs. Almost everywhere in Eden was covered by cameras and staffed 24 hours. Care, no one can hurt the pups.

Thinking of this, he was angry again.

If the mushroom world had a camera, how could his cub be dug away by Lu Yan.

But just three seconds later, Anzhe found that his logic was wrong. Even with a camera, he could not stop Lu Ye from digging out the spores. The key thing was not the camera, but the existence of Lu Ye's bad thing.

……wrong.

The key thing is how he goes out now.