Little Mushroom

In the end he saw Lu Yan's face. He had never seen such a distressed look on the colonel's face. What he wanted to say, could not say anything--

There was darkness in front of him, and his body was hollow.

Gently, something broke in his body.

-So painful.

Then comes the second.

He tried hard to know what was happening. Finally, his consciousness seemed to become a light spot in the void and finally saw what was happening.

The slender, snow-white one gradually stretched to a point where it was almost transparent, and it was fragile to a thrilling level.

Slap.

With the pain of acupuncture, it broke.

His spores.

The mycelium from his body is connected to each mycelium of the spores, and now the mycelium is breaking one by one, not by himself, but by the spores actively leaving-no, neither.

It's time to mature, and the power of life's instinct is separating them.

Anzhe can't stop anything. It's hard to say that there is a deep feeling between a mushroom and its spores. Their relationship is not like human parents and children, but he still doesn't want the spores to leave him so quickly. It was so dangerous outside, that the spores left him, and they would die whatever they encountered-especially Lu Yan.

But he lost all his senses and couldn't say anything. He could only desperately speak to Spore in his heart.

Don't come out.

Don't come out.

When there were three remaining mycelia, the fear of death reached its peak.

Don't come out-please.

He sweated coldly and opened his eyes sharply.

There was a ceiling in front of him, and he blinked slowly, and then the next moment he stunned.

-Still.

He could still feel the spores in the body, and the three mycelia were shaking and holding it, but fortunately, it seemed like he had finally decided to obey his request.

The next moment, a doctor's voice came from his ear. He thought he had returned to the base first, and then he heard that it was the voice of a communicator.

After correcting the distorted copper wire, Lu Ying contacted the base. Although it was wrong, he felt lost at that moment.

"... I tell you with certainty that humans are about to finish playing." Dr. Pessimism's pessimistic rumor came out of the communicator, An Zhe moved, and found that he was lying in Lu Yan's arms, wearing his coat, Lu Yan saw He woke up.

He seemed to want to say something, An Zhe let his eyes focus on continuing to call, and then weakly pressed his forehead against his chest.

"This is not a predictable disaster at all. This is a mass extinction. I can tell you that the entire world is a mass extinction of all living things, all non-living things, all laws of physics."

Lu Yan: "I saw the fusion of matter."

"It's not fusion. Our latest definition is distortion. It's a distortion at the micro level. Do you know that a silicon atom has changed under the microscope-it has become something we don't know. This is not a gene at all. Pollution is a quantum-level change. We can never observe it. According to the principle of uncertainty, we can't overcome it, we can never overcome it, and science and technology can only accept death for another 10,000 years. "Doctor said:" I ... I ... we only know that the magnetic field can protect the earth from this change. After the two bases increased the magnetic field strength, the distortion stopped temporarily. But you know, the situation is always getting worse. "

It seemed as if he was nervous. "In the past, he would be infected with a serious injury, and later with a minor injury, and then infected as soon as he touched it, and then infected without contact. I thought it was worse. The result What about the basic structure of this world? This is obviously a gradual process. The world is becoming more and more chaotic. Now our magnetic field can be temporarily blocked, and then what? When the maximum intensity of the artificial magnetic field can't resist it? The highest intensity of our magnetic field is 9, and now it is 7. It is almost over. Tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and at the latest six months, our artificial magnetic poles will be damaged due to distortion. "

"Al Qaeda wants you to come back, but in fact, if you want to find somewhere to spend the rest of my life, I will never stop." He said: "It's almost over."

Lu Yan said: "I see."

"If you don't find Anzhe, you don't have to find it. Let him go, let yourself go, and live well, anyway, you are going to die anyway." The doctor said, "If you bring the sample back, we can't study the results, This is not what science can do-although al-Qaeda still wants to win the last glimmer of hope. "

After a pause, the doctor said, "I collapsed, I'm sorry, I was infected by the pessimism of the base now. Don't listen to a word of what I said, you must take back the sample. Since that sample is inert on the infection, Perhaps it is also inert in distortion. This is the last breakthrough, the last hope, either you die outside or bring it back. But according to the performance of An Zhe's sudden disappearance, he may be a very terrible kind of alien species, You have to be careful."

The doctor's self-violent tone and his miscalculation of his strength made An Zhe tickle his lips, but realizing the meaning in his words, he understood that the base was still attached to his spores.

"Have a good rest," Lu Yan said, "I have sent the coordinates to the United Front."

Communication hangs up.

Lu Yan looked at Anzhe.

"Are you okay?" He said.

"Okay," An Zhe said.

Lu Yan said: "What happened just now?"

Ann shook his head.

"You don't know?"

An Zhe whispered: "No."

He said, "I can't tell you."

He suddenly noticed that Lu Yan's eyes were so cold that he scared him.

"Um." Lu Yan's fingers ran smoothly along his hair, his voice was light: "So the sample can't tell me either."

An Zhe lowered his head. He had nothing to say about spores. It used to be that way, and it's the same way now.

In this world, peaceful times are bubbles. Like the end of a dream, he and Lu Yan finally returned a few days ago.

Judges and aliens, hunters and defectors. He will not surrender the spores, and Lu Yan will not let him go.

He did not want to look at Lu Yan's eyes, but could only shift the topic: "Is the base bad now?"

"Ok."

"Will you go back?"

"Go back," Lu Yan said.

"But the doctor said ... there is no hope," he whispered.

Immediately he realized the stupidity of this sentence, and even if the base was about to perish, it was impossible for Lu Yan to not return.

After a long silence, Lu Yan said, "At least with the base to the end."

An Zhe pursed her lips, and Lu Yan belonged to the base, just as he belonged to the abyss. They cannot live together peacefully. Lu Yan had already sent coordinates to the United Front Center. He refused to say where the spores were, and it was difficult for him to imagine what would happen to him next.

He looked at Lu Yan. In the rain curtain outside, the light was dim. He couldn't understand Lu Yan, and he couldn't understand Lu Yan.

As the world changes more and more crazy, even the doctor said the phrase "human beings have finished playing". At the last moment before humanity's death, what Lu Yan would think, he did not know.

"I sometimes feel that if the base would die in my lifetime," Lu Yan's voice was low. "Everything I have done before ..."

He stopped and didn't go on. The mood swings like a little ripple on the water, and soon it was frozen.

"Maybe there will be a miracle." An Zhe can only say this sentence gently, this is the only thing he can think of that can comfort Lu Yan.

Lu Yan looked down at him: "Do you think it is possible?"

"Yes. It's like ... it's like the world is big, but when your plane crashes, it falls beside me." An Zhe said, "If it's not the case, you're dead."

If Lu Yuan died, there would be no setbacks in the human city at this moment, everything would change.

But when I saw Lu Yan just looking at him, he was lying in his arms. Lu Ye looked like that—looking down at him like that, there were only cold chills in those green eyes without temperature: "You know how big the world What? "

An Zhe recalled that in his limited memory, he had not traveled a lot and had not seen many things. He was just an inert mushroom. But the world must be huge, so Lu Yan's plane fell from the air and fell in front of him in order to be called a miracle.

So he nodded slowly.

He wanted to make Lu Yan happy, but now Lu Yan is so scary-looking at Lu Yan's expressionless side face, An Zhe can't help shrinking.

"You don't know." Lu Yan's voice was cold. "I can't happen to be in front of you. The reason why I did that is because I was here to arrest you."

"No." An Zhe couldn't stand his eyes. He wanted to leave, but was held in his arms by Lu Yan's death. His voice was dumb: "There were a lot of planes that day. You were going to kill the bees. You accidentally ... accidentally met me and you wanted to catch me. "

"It has been killed." Lu Yan's voice calmly dropped.

An Zhe opened her eyes wide.

He trembled. "... Who?"

Lu Yan said: "She."

Anzhe could only hear one syllable, he didn't know if the word was him, she or it. But this syllable is spoken from Lu Yan's mouth, there is only one possibility.

Mrs. Lu.

He killed Madam Lu himself.

He couldn't breathe, and his chest twitched violently.

Lu Yan looked at him. His fingers reached the side of Anzhe's neck. The index finger and **** were brought together, pressing his fragile and warm carotid artery. There was no trace of emotional ups and downs in his voice, saying: "The last task is to kill you, the order in the communicator, haven't you heard?"

An Zhe heard it.

He felt a slight pain in pressing his neck. He reached out and tried to poke away Lu's wrist. He couldn't push it. His throat was sour. He said, "But the world ... the world is so big, you don't even know I'm there."

Lu Yan looked at Anzhe.

An Zhe was held in his arms, so small. The doctor said that he could escape the base in an instant. It might be an abnormally powerful alien species, but Lu Yan knew him, so fragile, so small, that everyone seemed to be able to harm him, whether physically or mentally.

What he was talking about, Lu Yan didn't hear clearly, only saw that his eyes were red, as if desperately trying to demonstrate that this was an accident, a coincidence, he seemed to be trying to deceive himself into believing something, so as to He excused.

He reached out and took something out of the uniform's pocket.

A thin glass bottle the length of a thumb is filled with pale green liquid, and a label is attached in the middle. The label is printed with a bar code and a series of numbers.

An Zhe looked at the thing and asked, "What is it?"

Lu Yan said lightly: "Tracker."

Anzhe heard the name. He remembers that Lily once said that she was hit with a tracking agent, and human names are always concise. As soon as you hear the name, you know the use of this medicine.

"Beacon said that by irradiating the tracer stock solution with a special frequency pulse wave, it can obtain a characteristic frequency. The tracer after irradiation is divided into two parts, one part is injected into the body and the other part is stored. The stored tracking solution is injected into the analyzer, Can indicate the direction of the tracking fluid at the same frequency. "Lu Yan said:" No matter how far. "

Anzhe's fingers were close to the cold tubule, and he held it in his hand.

"Did you hit me with a tracer?" His voice trembled slightly. "When was it hit? I ... I don't know."

Then, an idea suddenly struck his mind.

His voice was lower, his throat was sour, and he was almost speechless: "Did you have long suspected me to be alien?"

"You can pass all the rules of judgment, I did not kill you." Lu Yan's voice was even colder, he opened his finger with Anzhe, took out the tracer, put it back in his pocket, and said, "But I must The base is responsible for security. "

An Zheyu looked at him, and a tear slipped from the corner of his eye. He thought that Lu Yan would wipe it off, but Lu Yan did not. The line of water quietly became cold on his cheek. Lu Yan just said very little, but it is enough to show his personality. He has mercilessly killed Mrs. Lu as a queen.

What kind of person the colonel was, he knew from day one. Perhaps these days Lu Lu, who is good to him, may be the fleeting illusion.

After he resumed communication with the base, where did he get the letter from, thinking that Lu Yan had been treating him special, thinking he would let him go?

Lu Yan just watched An Fang's eyelashes in his arms gradually drop, and finally leaned against his chest and closed his eyes. So the soft water in the eyes of this little alien was covered up. He seemed to be broken. After he honestly explained everything he had done, Lu Yan thought.

Like everyone killed by him.

An Zhe's eyes opened again. He looked up at him with a low voice, and Lu Yan had to get closer to him to hear it.

"When Mrs. Lu became a queen, she had completely lost her mind." He said, "She told me ... she didn't hate the base, she just wanted to experience new forms of life. She didn't hate you. . "

In the deadly silence, Lu Yan did not speak. Time passed every minute, and when Anzh reached out and tried to touch Lu Yan's cheek to confirm that he was alive, he saw Lu Yan hooking his cold lips.

He has a quiet voice but is very firm.

"She hates me."

Ann looked into his eyes.

Mrs. Lu said that Lu Yan never got what he wanted, he had to die, he would go crazy eventually.

He said, "Why?"

"After I was born, her relationship with my father was discovered by Al Qaeda and I could no longer meet with him. I killed my father, killed many of her children, and her little daughter came from the Garden of Eden with her help. When I ran out, I met me again. Actually, just across the road where I and Li met Lily the other day, I stood with her friend to meet. "

Lu Yan rarely said such a long sentence, and An Zhe had long been accustomed to listening to every word he said--when Lu Yan finally finished speaking, he was almost out of breath.

The silence lasted for three seconds.

"She has few happy things in her life, but it will be ruined by me." Lu Yan said: "She hates me like everyone in the base."

Looking at him, An Zhe opened her mouth.

In the end, he finally knew what he wanted to say.

"I don't hate you," he said.

Long silence.

"Why?" Lu Yan's mute voice suddenly sounded in his ear.

"What ... why?" He said.

"Why do you ..." Lu Yan looked at him: "Can you always forgive me?"

An Zhe looked up at him, but at this glance he was not seeing the frosty Lu Yuan.

The colonel's voice shuddered, and he asked again, "Why?"

An Zhe wanted to say, but he couldn't tell. He didn't have the high IQ of human beings, nor did they have so many languages. He thought about it for a long time.

"I know you," he said.

"You aren't even a human," Lu Yan's fingers kept pressing on his shoulders. His eyes were still so cold, but something seemed to collapse and collapse in his voice. He almost trembled and asked, "What do you know about me?"

-This person has to ask.

But Anzhe couldn't say anything, he shook his head desperately.

He was only forced to die by Lu Yan step by step and wanted to cry again. He doesn't know why this person is so bad, this person does not hesitate to dissect everything. He himself was like a judge who wanted to acquit the prisoner, but the inmates on the trial bench kept stating his aggravations. This man had to be tried or sentenced to death-he wanted to make himself hate him. .

An Zhe didn't know why things had reached this point. Obviously, at the beginning, they were just talking about whether the base can survive. The world is so large. Is it a miracle that Lu Yan fell in front of him?

Lu Yan said no, all these are deliberations and inevitable.

But no, it really isn't.

"But ..." He raised his arm to the landing puppet, and the sharp fingers of humans slowly changed.

The snow-white mycelium climbed onto Lu Yan's black uniform, and climbed over the judge's epaulets and silver spikes.

Tears kept rolling out of his eyes, he couldn't see Lu Yan's expression, only knowing that Lu Ye's hand holding him was shaking, and he held him tighter.

He knew that Lu Yan must recognize him as the mushroom rolling in the abyss, and his voice choked: "But I just met you ..."

In such a wide world, Lu Yan had to go to the abyss. With such a large abyss, he had to go to the empty plain to roll.

They should never have met.

He had never harmed anyone or any animal. He just wanted to raise his spores quietly. He could not have been so angry or sad.

But why is there such a human in the world?

The human was holding him so hard, as if to kill him. He leaned his back on the bedpost, struggling desperately, the struggle had no effect at all, but he was unwilling to escape as a hypha, and he was not willing to show weakness.

He desperately bite Lu Yan's neck with all his strength.

The moment the smell of blood poured into the mouth, Anzhe stopped.

What am I doing? he thinks.

But he didn't have a chance anymore, this moment of trance was enough for Lu Chan to regain the upper hand.

His shoulder was held tightly, his back hit the bedpost, and his lower jaw was forcibly lifted by one hand.

——Lu Yan kissed him tightly.