Little Mushroom

On the way, they saw another mixed monster.

It is different from the monster that fell under the gun of Lu Yan. It is slender and gray-black, like a stick insect that has been enlarged tens of thousands of times. It has a huge thin wing on its back and a butterfly only. With two slender tentacles, you can't see where your eyes are. It is over five meters long and has six slender feet. When they turned over a high slope, it was eating a two-meter-long small lizard. The smooth crustacean body originally reflected the light under the aurora, and gradually became rough scales as it ate.

The light and flexible body allows it to move quickly. After eating the head of the lizard, the stick insect lays down on its trunk, then bounces forward, holding its remaining body and fluttering to the distance-it did not There is no time to discover Lu Yan and An Zhe.

This may be what Lu Yan said is a clever hybrid monster, who knows how to find a hidden place to hide after getting the genes, and then goes through that chaotic stage.

Ann looked at its white wings and said sincerely, "So beautiful."

He is also white. He likes the color of his hyphae, but he does not have such stretched and beautiful wings. Even if it becomes the body completely, it is only a soft ball. As early as the rainy season broken by rain and hurricanes, He lost the appearance of a mushroom, and was also defined as "a variation from the basic form of a species", which shamed him.

Just listen to Lu Yan's voice indifferent: "Do you want to eat it?"

An Zhe: "."

He denied: "No."

Lu Yan said: "Don't eat indiscriminately."

An Zhe whispered, "I can't eat them again ..."

The corner of Lu Yan's lips ticked slightly.

As a heterogeneous, even being controlled by human beings ca n’t eat anything, An Zhe feels angry that he should have the right to eat freely.

Then he murmured in his stomach.

Lu Yandao: "What about your stuff?"

Ann thought about the amount of food left, not even a meal, he said, "Wait."

After thinking about it, he asked Lu Yan again, "Are you hungry?"

Lu Yandao: "OK."

Anzhe felt that the human was hard-mouthed. He found the remaining half of the compressed biscuit in his backpack with his backhand, took one, sent it to Lu Yan, and fed it to him.

The colonel did not refuse.

Anzhe continued to feed. When feeding the third piece, he remembered that the compressed biscuit was too dry and should be with the water.

With half a bottle of water left, he took it out, but didn't know how to feed it to the colonel.

He said, "You stop for a while."

At dawn, he and Lu Yan divided half of the remaining half of the bottle of water behind a large rock. Water is something that makes mushrooms happy, An Zhe licked her lips, and then Lu Yan stuffed a compressed biscuit into it.

An Zhe choked, swallowed slowly, and he felt very comfortable, knowing that they were running out of food and water, and didn't know how to live tomorrow.

He said, "You eat, I'm inactive."

You don't need to eat a lot without being active.

Lu Yan rubbed his head, An Zhe looked up and looked at him. He felt that in the faint morning light, the colonel's usual cold eyes were even rendered slightly mild.

Suddenly there was an illusion at that moment, although he and Lu Yan were completely different, although the two of them did not have any common language, but-if the signal never recovered, if that day, Lu Yan and he were different, or He and Lu Yan are both humans. If they are still alive, if one day, he and Lu Yan might be good friends.

He himself is not a very good individual in humans, even a worthless individual, but the colonel is still very good to him, so if Lu Yan becomes a alien, as long as he is not too ugly, he will not dislike it.

But this is not possible, he is unfortunately a mushroom. But if he was human all the time, maybe he didn't know Lu Yan, and he was lucky to be a mushroom.

They continued to walk forward, and An Zhe felt that the night had passed, and his legs were not very painful. Don't carry Lu Yi on his back, he walked on his own.

In the morning mist, there was something vaguely far in the distance.

An Zhe: "I seem to see it."

Lu Yan said: "I saw it too."

Anzhe: "Can you find water and food in the ruins?"

Lu Yan: "Yes."

An Zhe: "Is it really possible?"

Lu Yan said, "I often stay at the site."

An Zhe: "... oh."

Colonel Lu is a man who is free to come and go in the abyss.

However, it would still be a happy thing not to be starved to death. He walked a little lighter and took a step forward than Lu Yan.

The ground beneath his feet suddenly softened.

Then sag.

He fell down.

An Zhe: "!!!"

Between the electric light and fire, Lu Yan grabbed his hand firmly, Anzhe was hung in the air, and then Lu Yan was salvaged. His leg was just right, and his arm began to hurt sharply, and he whispered. Lu Yan stretched out his hand, running all the way from his shoulder to his wrist, and said, "No break."

An Zhe looked up and looked forward.

-It was a sinister three-meter deep pit, covered with some brittle and thin wooden boards, covered with sand, and there was no difference from the surroundings, but as soon as you stepped on it, it fell into the pit.

An Zhe felt strange.

He frowned slightly when he saw Lu Yan.

"Trap, new." Lu Yan said.

He raised his head stupidly and looked around: "Who?"

There was a sudden snoring sound from the side, followed by a dull squeak, and An Zun looked around, and saw the surface of a mound not far off the ground, opened a lid-like thing-a figure When he crawled out, he thought it was a marmot. At another look, it turned out to be a human, a living human who could not see the tendency of alienation, and wore a worn out denim jacket.

It is a thin boy with a pale skin due to lack of sun, but his freckles are scattered.

When he crawled out, he seemed to be completely stunned, staring at this side.

An Zhe looked back silently.

After five full minutes, the boy stammered, "You ... you ... people?"

His words were also unskilled, and his pronunciation was very strange, unlike the general tone of voice spoken by people in the base.

Lu Yan said: "Take us out first."

The boy stared at them sternly, and drew his hands on his side several times before he hurriedly rushed to this side: "Wait a minute!"

He led the way, taking the two of them through many twists and turns, stuttering while walking: "Sorry ... sorry, we are afraid ... afraid of monsters approaching, dug A lot of ... a lot of traps. They won't be able to get through, and I ... we can also observe ... no ... I didn't expect anyone. "

He bowed his head, looking annoyed and annoyed, and said, "It's all right."

When he reached the mound, the boy pushed a device, creaked, and a heavy iron gate was staggered and opened, revealing a dark hole.

"You ... are you outsiders?" He turned to them, knotted his tongue, first looking at Lu Yan, but as if scared by Lu Yan's expressionless expression, he turned stiffly to Anzhe, said.

An Zhe said: "Yes."

"I ..." The boy gasped for a few breaths, his face flushed with excitement, if it was not half a meter away, An Zhe suspected that he would hear his throbbing heartbeat.

He said, "Are you okay?"

"I ..." The boy seemed to finally react to what was happening now, and seemed to be out of breath.

"Hello." But Lu Yan said, "Northern base, trial court. Need help?"

"We ... we need help," the boy flashed a flash of light like Asahi's eyes, turned and got into the tunnel, and shouted, "Grandpa!"

Following him, Lu Yan and An Zhe also walked into the deep and winding tunnel. After closing the iron gate, it was dark and dark, but there was a faint flash in front. Unable to see the road under his feet, An Zhe carefully supported the wall, and Lu Yan grabbed his wrist and led him forward.

This is a steep downward staircase, which is easy to fall. After walking down a **** of about 100 meters and turning a corner, it is slightly more spacious. The steam lamp emits a faint white light on the wall, reflecting light After looking at the cave, looking far away, it was too deep, and the sound of footsteps rang inside, arousing endless echoes.

Lu Yan: "Did you dig?"

"No," said the boy. "A long time ago, many of us hid here."

Lu Yan: "How many people? How long have you lived?"

"I don't know," the boy bowed his head slightly. "I've been here since I was born. Many people later ... are dead. Here is my grandfather."

Before going into the place where the "grandpa" was in the boy's mouth, An Zhe first heard a heavy gasp, like the sound from the chest when the animal was dying.

I saw a ten-meter-square hole in a wire bed less than one meter wide. An old man with gray hair was lying on the bed, and An Zhan approached, and saw his body covered with a gray-yellow blanket. Her cheeks were sunken, her eyes were cloudy, and her body was shaking, as if she had endured great pain. Even when they came to the bed, he didn't respond.

"He's sick," the boy said.

Then, he sat by the bed, took up his grandfather's hand, and said aloud, "Grandpa, people outside are coming to us! They say they are from the base, they really have a base!"

The old man was no longer sober, and was not infected by the joy and excitement in his words, but frowned, chaosed, and turned his head as if escaping from his noise.

"Let's go to a place with a lot of people!" The boy seemed to get used to it, and was not infected by the old man's negative attitude, his tone was even more excited.

At this moment, the old man's dry mouth moved and he made a few ambiguous syllables.

His grandson said, "What?"

Anzhe also listened carefully. The old man's lips moved and repeated those syllables again.

"Time ..." His throat was hoarse, his mouth leaking, his voice sounded like a run-down wind: "Time ... coming soon."

The boy apologized and turned to Lu Yanan to fold two: "Grandpa always said this, he felt that he was dying very soon."

After speaking, he told the old man again: "We go to the place where human beings are, there must be medicine there."

The old man turned over and over and still said this sentence, they could only give up. Until they left here, the old man still muttered "The time is coming", An Zhe thought the phrase was familiar, but he couldn't remember where he heard it.

Immediately, the boy took them to a slightly larger square room, which was connected to three black lacquered cave bifurcations, like a heart-shaped area extending in all directions, and the rugged walls were pasted with yellowed paper against the mine. Road map and operating precautions, there is a small square table in the middle, two old sofas next to the table, the excessive moisture has eroded all the patent leather of the sofa.

Lu Yan is communicating with the boy.

The boy's name was Sibei. According to him, when the unprecedented disaster came, the mine collapsed. But because there is no lethal radiation in the cave, some people inside have survived and continue to the present day. They will go to the nearby small city ruins to collect necessities of life, and they will be killed and devoured by monsters outside. His mother is only his one. Child, slowly, dozens of people at the beginning, only he and grandfather depend on each other.

"I knew that everyone would definitely not die. I must have built a new home somewhere, but we couldn't find you. My grandfather said before that when we found another exit from the mine, the outside had changed. A There are no living people. "

"The radio can't receive the signal, there are monsters outside, and we can't go out, we can only stay here, but we know there must be others." Sibe's voice shook with excitement, and he walked from the wall. Take out the basic shabby thin book in the small grid on it.

"In the past two years, we found a car outside. Except for a dead person in the car, these are the things. I know there are people outside. I ... have been waiting for you. We ... Our compatriots must have been searching and rescuing. "He looked at Lu Yan with hope in his eyes.

Lu Yan's voice was slightly lower, saying: "The base welcomes you."

And An Zhan stretched out her hand, the top of the thin book, the yellow steam lamp illuminated its cover. The title is the four-word "Base Monthly". These four words touched the fragments of those memories stored in his brain. This is a booklet distributed to people by the base.

This manual was thus produced by a distant human base, and was acquired by mercenaries or soldiers along with pornographic novels and weapon illustrations, and boarded in an armored vehicle leaving the base. After a long distance, it was left in the wild forever. Then, the survivors of the desert era took it out of the wreckage of the vehicle and passed it day by day in the mines, and they knew that it represented the distant human homeland.

The title page has turned yellow, with a line of small words "May we have a bright future", and turning down, it is a directory page.

An Zhe's hand turning the paper page suddenly trembled, his eyes stopped on one line of the catalog page, two extremely simple words.

"Winter Day".

The ellipsis extends all the way to the right edge of the paper, and at its end is another two characters, representing the author's name.

Anze.

Anzhe's breathing was temporarily stagnant at that moment, and in his next moment, he saw the next line of "Winter", and that article was called "One Day in 2059".

2059 is a distant era in history, so the name illustrates a little, this is an elegant historical article.

Its author's name is Poet.

—These two names are juxtaposed quietly on the paper.

An Zhe's fingers fell on the paper. His fingers once hugged An Ze's shoulder in the cave covered with vines, and he was once caught by the poet in a dark carriage. Now he caressed the two The names of individuals, their silhouettes are clear again in An Zhe's mind. He turned to that page-two pages next to each other, "Winter" is a short poem, writing that winter, snowflakes fell on the supply station square, Anza said that the snow was soft like snow-white dove wings .

An Zhe can remember all the details of his voice. He seemed to hear An Ze describe to himself. At this moment, An Ze seemed to be alive again, and the poet stood in front of him with a smile again. He had to tell him the base History-there are records left by them in this world.

There was a fog in front of An Zhe. He had clearly not remembered these two people for a long time, but their figures were still alive as if they were right in front of them. Just a few hours ago, he was still defamating the self-defeating efforts of human beings to maintain their will, and imagined that the day when Lu Yan also became a alien, he would not dislike him. The idea was slightly shaken at this moment.

He knew there was no cure for the base, and he knew that humankind was dead.

But they are truly immortal.