Little Mushroom

Armored vehicle.

"Congratulations, we will be back to the base in 15 hours."

Lu Yandao: "How is the base?"

"The distortion has caused a wide range of panic and confusion, and some precision instruments can no longer be used. Fortunately, the artificial magnetic poles can operate normally."

"Did the distortion occur when the magnetic poles failed?"

"Yes."

Lu Yandao: "The survivors and I live in a magnetite mine these days, and there is no distortion there."

"Because of the magnetic field, the magnetic field can resist distortion to a certain extent." Dr. said: "At that time, the lighthouse was in chaos. We held the last trace of hope to exchange all the research results of these years with the dungeon base, but nothing was obtained. Research is also based on biological genes. "

"Then I again violated the communication channel with the institute."

Lu Yan raised an eyebrow slightly.

"After joint discussions, combined with some clues, such as when the distortion occurred, we think that all of this may be related to the magnetic field, so we temporarily increased the strength of the artificial magnetic pole." Dr. said: "Temporarily effective, this has earned a little bit of time . "

The doctor leaned on the in-car seat: "But according to predictions, the distortion will gradually increase and then beat us in three months."

Pausing for a moment, looking at the distant gray sky, the brown flying eagle hovering in the sky, he said, "However, I can tell that all the efforts made by humans to survive from ancient times to the present are futile and become completely human. The witness to the demise is actually an unimaginable honor. "

He looked back at Lu Yan: "To be honest, you are calmer than I expected."

"How did you get hit?" He added, "I do n’t know what species Anzhe is. I do n’t know how to slide. Even the base ’s rigorous defense can run out. It ’s normal to miss it. You ca n’t keep it. Do n’t take it too seriously. ”

Lu Yan didn't speak.

He held out his hand.

A soft snowy little thing rolled out of his sleeve, and the snowy and soft hypha was wrapped around his fingers affectionately.

He looked at it.

Strangely, a soft thought filled his mind. He seemed to return for some moment, and An Zhe leaned quietly against his chest.

Those turned out to be the most memorable days in his life.

The doctor froze: "Have you brought it back? Can you get it back?"

Lu Yan: "Yes."

"What about Anzhe?" The doctor said very quickly, "You killed him?"

The spores seemed to be frightened by the man's sudden loudening voice, shrank and shrank back into Lu Yi's sleeve.

But after a while, it appeared again on his neckline, rubbing his neck affectionately.

Lu Yan said lightly: "He left."

"How are you willing to let him go? What exactly is he?" The doctor opened his eyes and said, "He ... can he protect himself?"

Lu Ying's fingers touched the soft mycelium of the spores, and he did not answer. In the dark sky, his side face was a silent silhouette.

The doctor looked at him, but suddenly frowned: "What about your gun?"

The roof.

Watching the team disappear into the distant sky, Anzhe moved a stiff body and stood up from behind the flower bed. Yesterday's heavy rain filled the altar with water. At this time, some filament-like creatures were twirling in the water and they were born yesterday.

But after the sky clears up, the accumulated water will soon be dried up, and after a short rebirth, they will face eternal death.

This is true of all living things.

Will his spores live longer than these dying creatures? He hopes so.

Anzh patiently waited for the opportunity. When the flying eagle perched, he climbed up its back-the flying eagle did not pay attention to him, maybe he was too light and too nourished. Anzhe found a place to wait on its spacious back. It was not the feathers but the scales that really covered the surface of the eagle. There were some intertwined translucent tentacles growing between the scales and the gaps between the scales. The eagle hunted around the city. When it swallowed a vine that resembled flesh and wrestled with a giant monster with bat wings for half an hour, it lost and left the place.

Anzhe set the direction of its flight towards the North Star and the Earth. After discovering that the trajectory has deviated, he slipped away quietly. After he had absorbed the nutrients from the soil for a night, he hesitated for a long time. A dozen rounds of bullets.

The gun belonged to Lu Yan, but he found it in his backpack after Lu Yan left—the colonel often took his belongings for granted, including the backpack, and An Zhe guessed that this caused him to drop the gun.

He successfully attracted a monster with butterfly wings as a means of transportation with the sound of gunfire.

Three days later, he landed again. When looking for the next riding target, Anzhe encountered an extremely ugly monster with a corpse-like body. This monster has many characteristics of ant arthropod monsters. It uses mushrooms as food. An Zhe wanted to escape, but his body was already very poor. When he was almost completely eaten, Lu Yan's gun protected him. He accidentally hit the monster's soft abdomen by accident, while it paused for a short time. Rolled into a muddy stream and fled.

It was cold, and those animals that were afraid of the cold started to go south. Of course, they also prey on each other in the process. Sometimes, there are no traces of life on the plains beyond the horizon, and only one or two extremely victors can be met. Sometimes, the gregarious creatures are migrating to the south like a black torrent. Flow down.

Ten days later, it finally got a flying bird that never went to the south. After more than twenty days, on the soft back of the flying bird, he saw a long, huge shadow appearing on the horizon, like a scar in this world.

According to humans, the core of the abyss is a long and narrow fault zone caused by a magnitude 8.0 earthquake in the time of the Great Disaster. This place has extremely abnormal radiation, which has given birth to countless terrible monsters. This core fault zone expands outward. To the north of the abyss is a vast plain covered with dense forests, filled with all kinds of mushrooms, and countless monsters dormant, and to the south is a huge rolling highland and mountain belt.

The bird came to the edge of the abyss, it was tired, it found a huge dead wood, and perched on a branch to rest.

The branches suddenly trembled, and the bird's feathers exploded, shaking their wings and screaming--

——I do n’t know when dense black vines appeared on the dead wood, and it had already entangled the bird ’s feet firmly—in the sound of flapping wings of “Pula La”, the white bird was dragged and dragged to In the center of the densely branched tree, its beautiful neck is raised high, its pointed and long beak stretches towards the gray sky, a struggling gesture, but the vine is entangled in its neck, and the flexible vine is cracked at the moment, a A mouthpiece with sharp cavities bit his neck.

A splash of blood splattered, and the bird's body, which was five or six meters long, was broken into two pieces, and small feathers and down feathers were scattered on the ground.

An Zhe held his backpack and landed on the ground with his feathers. He stood up and stepped on the rotten ground flowing in the black water. After taking a few steps, he looked up and saw the bird being eaten by thousands of vines.

The vines scattered lamely.

The dense forest, the vines in the forest and the huge mushrooms blocked the light of the sky and the sound of fighting.

This is the abyss, a place where people can't eat their bones. There are no rodents or arthropods because they are too weak. And those creatures that are a hundred times more powerful than them are not invincible-the soil of the abyss is so nutritious because it is soaked with flesh and blood, which may be why the mushrooms flourished.

An Zheshen walked into this place with a kick. The ground covered with moss, dead branches, and fallen leaves is too soft and close to the swamp, and the creatures walk on it without making a sound.

He clearly felt that the atmosphere of the abyss had changed. In the usual killing fights happen all the time, powerful monsters often stroll in the dense woods to inspect the territory, but he walked down all the way today, and he only encountered a silent shuttle python.

They all seemed dormant.

But An Zhe didn't care about the coming and going of the monsters.

He looked at this endless place, where even the sun couldn't get in.

On his left side is a dark red mushroom ten meters high, which is entangled between several huge stones, and the **** mucus is continuously flowing on the umbrella cover. The huge body seems to be breathing, and it is in the air together. One volt.

Anzhe sticks her finger on its stalk and feels the lines covered with mucus.

He had never seen such a mushroom before.

Suddenly his eyes were full of fear, and he looked away.

-He doesn't recognize it.

He breathed violently, ran staggering through the dense forest, and after the day, until the night, after the night, and in the morning, every plain seemed familiar, every cave was empty. I don't know how long, he can't move, his mycelium is not as soft and flexible as before, they are melting and breaking, and his human body becomes extremely weak with the consumption of life.

A dead vine tripped him over a silent lake.

The sharp stones cut through the knees of his palms, and he knelt down on the ground, burying his face between the palms, shaking.

He couldn't find that cave, he couldn't find it.

The life of a mushroom is only one season. The old one dies and the new one grows out. The appearance of the abyss changes with the generations of mushrooms. That road, the road he remembered all the time-no more shadows.

He looked desperately into the sky surrounded by mushrooms and dead wood. He didn't know. He didn't know it would be this way-so cruel.

Lu Yan was right, he didn't know how big the world was.

Unless he has a long life, it is impossible to find.

He was destined to die on the way to the cave.

Nothing in the world is eternal.

Not even the original vow.

He breathed a sigh of relief, peering over the silent waterhole.

He was stunned.

There seemed to be a sound in the water, an indescribable frequency calling him to leave, and the whole world was blurred and unreal.

Jump down, jump down, everything is over.

No joy, no pain.

With the call and confusion of that voice, he next stepped towards the lake, the water surface was so clear, reflecting his reflection, he and Anze looked so much, when the water wave blurred the outline, there seemed to be Anze calling he.

How to be born without knowing, how to die without knowing.

A voice suddenly sounded in his ear again. That was his own voice.

"On the top of this sad mountain," said the voice softly, "Please curse and bless me with your tears."

"... Don't walk gently into that good night."

"Don't walk gently into that good night," he asked, "what does that mean?"

Lin Zuo, the teacher of the Garden of Eden, answered, "Don't accept the destruction gently."

After a short pause, it changed again.

"Although I have walked through the valley of the shadow of death, I am not afraid of being victimized, because you are with me." He whispered a poem to a person, and they walked a long way together, and did not know what they would meet before. In the wild, the man who took him walking in the dark and the wind of ancient times, what was he thinking then?

Faced with the treacherous fate that will eventually perish, does that person have the same despair in him? How did he go on?

He lowered his head and found that he didn't know when to take the judge's badge again, and the edges of the badge stabbed his **** hand.

The illusory moment retreated, and he took a few steps back sharply.

He thought, what am I doing?

There was severe pain at the ankle, and the rock that had just cut his palm hit his ankle again.

He stooped to move away the sharp gray stone standing on this flat ground, so as not to trip it over other creatures, but suddenly found something.

There was a dark charcoal mark on the stone, as if written with a scorched tree branch-it took a crooked, ugly arrow pointing southeast.

He was thinking, with his limited knowledge, there were no creatures that could draw arrows in the abyss.

And this strange gray stone, he seems to have seen it once or twice in other places in the abyss, but he fluttered in search of the cave with no attention.

He looked around and finally chose to go in the direction indicated by the arrow. After walking for a long time, another gray stone appeared abruptly on the flat ground, half buried in the soil, half exposed, and the exposed part had an arrow.

Anzhe continued to walk. Not only the gray stones were marked, but sometimes there were marks on the trunk or white bones-after five days, he found that he had been walking south of the abyss-walking near the highlands, the environment of the highlands was dry and harsh Few monsters will pass.

But on the same day, he couldn't find any other stones.

He stood blankly under a tree, trying to look around-doubting if he had gone the wrong way.

suddenly.

A small stone hit him on the shoulder.

"Lost?" A smiling male voice sounded behind him.

Ann turned and he heard the human voice again.

A tall, slender, handsome dark-haired man stood by the tree, took a gray stone in his right hand, blinked at him, and said, "The road sign is here, I haven't let it go."

Looking at him, An Zhe frowned slowly.

"Tang Lan?" He called out a name.

"Do you recognize me?" The man smiled at him with a sloppy taste, "I haven't seen you at the base."

"I haven't seen you, too." Reconfirming the man's appearance again, An Zhe said, "I know Hubbard."

The moment Hubble's words fell, the careless smile suddenly disappeared from the man's face.

The author has something to say:

Hubbard showed me the little goldfish chapters 9 and 10.