Little Mushroom

"What are you thinking?" Dr. Ji walked behind Lu Yan. Lu Yan stood in front of the laboratory window, in front of the brightly-lit Garden of Eden and the Twin Towers.

As he approached, he realized that the colonel was not in a daze--the man was playing with the communicator, and the bright screen remained on the contact interface. He caught a strange name.

"Who is this?" Dr. Ji stood beside him, raising an eyebrow: "Do you have any friends I don't know?"

Lu Yan didn't answer, and Dr. Ji didn't dig deeper-in the presence of the colonel, it is normal to not answer questions.

When he said that, the white snowy spores were drilled out of Lu Yuan's collar. He seemed to look carefully at him, and then quickly drilled back to hide.

"It's so small," Dr. Ji chuckled.

Lu Yan scooped it out. It had grown to a large palm spore, but now it is the size of a jujube nucleus. It desperately hid itself in Lu Yan's hands, like Dr. Ji.

"I don't cut you today," Dr. Ji said, "you've grown too young. Good, I'll cut it when I grow up."

Lu Yan gave Dr. Ji a cold look.

Dr. Ji folded his arms and said leisurely, "I can't cut you anymore. What is so fierce?"

These days, the base has realized that it is impossible to analyze the reason why this spore is inert with existing biotechnology. They have settled next, or they can only break the jar and break it. All researchers are concentrated in another In one direction, today, we have finally developed a method for making mycelium extract. The extraction solution was diluted and they intended to pour it on the surface of important equipment-in this simple method, the inert spores were expected to produce an inert extract, the inert extract produced a protective layer, or the inert was simply transmitted to the equipment , Always makes the device no longer afraid of infection. After all, even after the distortion begins, even glass and wood can infect each other. In this case, the extract can also infect other substances.

— They even decided to send twenty litres of diluent to the dungeon base immediately by plane.

In response, the lighthouse's senior officials laughed at themselves and said that science had failed, and we even started to use unknown witchcraft.

Dr. Ji stretched out his hand: "Play for me."

Of course he didn't get anything, and Lu Ye didn't even look at him.

But Dr. Ji was still staring at the little white hypha exposed by the spores, and said, "Tomorrow can produce one liter of extract solution."

Lu Yan raised his fingers, and the spores could not reveal a little mycelium.

"Don't do this," Dr. Ji said, "Although you are in a good relationship, you won't treat it like protecting your son. Colonel Lu, have you noticed that since you came back from the wild, the relationship is not so missing."

Lu Yan still didn't say a word. Only Dr. Ji chattered in the room. He always became talkative when he was nervous. For a month, the amount of his speech had been rising.

Until three minutes later, he said, "When did you start using the extract?"

"The lighthouse is still under discussion, because we can't rule out a possibility-after the distortion begins, all matter starts to fuse without discrimination, at that time, it may pass on inertia to us, or it may turn all our equipment into a Mission loses any function. "

Lu Yan's cold voice finally sounded, like a layer of frost: "Why use it if this is possible?"

"Your trial court likes to stifle everything that is bad, but the situation is different now. You know, the situation will not be worse than it is now. If you have another meeting, the lighthouse can determine whether to use it."

"What is inertia?" Lu Yan said.

"No infection."

The spores got out of Lu Yan's hand and crawled along the uniform's cloth **** to the epaulette on Lu Yi's side away from the doctor.

Lu Yan leaned slightly to the side, and this slight movement revealed a trace of something on the windowsill.

A small liquid bottle with a label on it, with "Mix-III" in handwriting. Next to the bottle is a blank syringe.

Dr. Ji's gaze paused.

"Mix the exotic extract, what do you do with it?" He said, "don't disturb the laboratory stuff, it's dangerous."

Lu Yan looked at him, saying that it was indeed a sentence that had nothing to do with their current topic: "At the base of the dungeon, there was no magnetic field, no contact infections and distortions were happening."

The doctor didn't catch his thoughts for a moment, only nodded.

"Many soldiers who entered the dungeon with me to help were infected, but I did not." Lu Yan said.

The doctor seemed to understand what he wanted to say. He stopped talking and looked at him quietly.

"If the spores are inert, then Anzhe will also be inert." Lu Yan said.

Dr. Ji nodded.

"But he can change between mushroom and human morphology, and in human morphology, there is no abnormality in genetic testing." He said lightly: "If I have been infected by him and get inert, you can't see it in any way."

"Yes, I admit it. We thought about this at the beginning." Dr. Ji said, "But what's the point? Because we can't detect this infection at all, we will take the decision to spray the extract on a large scale. It will not be revealed until the day when comprehensive distortions arrive, and we will not know if the extract can protect humans. "

"But there is also the risk of all becoming fungi." Lu Yan said.

"So?" The doctor looked at him as if he had some sort of unpredictable hunch, and his tone became aggressive.

"Infect me with a monster extract. If I was still a human when I was twelve, it proves that Anzhe has given me an inert infection and there are no adverse reactions. The extract can be applied."

The doctor looked at him with no surprise at all, as if he had guessed that this person would say something like this. He looked at Lu Yan, shook his head, and said, "Why are you?"

"I've been with him for a long time. I also stayed with him during the aberration time of the infection in the dungeon base after the accident." Lu Yan said lightly: "If he can infect others, then most likely It was me. "

"It's me." Dr. Ji sneered. He stared directly at the landing, approached him, and raised his voice: "After the dungeon, you only stayed with him for a while and then left. It was me who was with him. We slept. In the same room. He's like a kitten, he and I are inseparable. I have a lot of close contact with him that you wouldn't want to know-if you can be infected with him, why can't I?

"You still have a lot of tasks," Lu said, without being stirred up by his words. "You can't take this risk."

"You know it's risky, right?" The doctor was furious, took a few breaths, and shouted at him: "I can't take this risk, can you risk it? Sacrifice yourself is so worth it to you A memorial? "

Lu Yan didn't speak. Dr. Ji grabbed the liquid bottle from the window sill. The mouth of the bottle had been opened. He inserted the needle tip with a fierce action, raised the injection handle, and quickly filled the syringe.

"If you have to do an experiment, it can only be me." He held the needle, his blue eyes filled with ice, and he spoke very quickly: "You have done too much, you have to **** Give me alive. "

Lu Yan didn't stop him from doing anything, he just watched quietly, those cold green eyes were like a lake that Tan could not afford.

He reached out and curled up his sleeves.

A blood spot on the vein of the wrist represents what has been injected.

"After twelve hours, if I'm fine, you can use the extract."

The doctor stood in place, his chest twitching sharply, and he stared at the landing puppet.

"You ... you ..." His eyes turned red with anger, his voice hoarse and sharp like glass rubbing: "You, hopeless ... self-injury patient."

Just then, the harsh communicator sounded. Before the doctor's breath was evened out, he picked up the communication. After just three seconds, his face changed.

He hung his face diligently after he hung up the phone: "Observed a small distortion again, Ji raised the magnetic field strength to the strongest, and the time when the magnetic field defense line collapsed was about to arrive. I went to an emergency meeting for about an hour. You stay here, Don't go anywhere. "

After all, he hurried to the door.

"Wait." Lu Yan stopped him, and Dr. Ji stopped. He was still angry and didn't turn his head.

Behind the scenes, Lu Yan asked, "Will Anzhe be not affected by distortion?"

"Aberrations are the enhancement of infections. They are of the same nature. He is not afraid of infections, and he is not afraid of distortions."

"Thank you."

The doctor dropped the door and went out.

Lu Yan typed a few words on the communicator interface.

The full collapse of the magnetic field occurred between this hour.

Outside the base, above Shino, the howls of the monsters suddenly sounded. They seemed to have been dormant for a long time. Finally, at this time, the tide came to the base.

After the doctor came out of the conference room, he hurried towards the laboratory, followed by two soldiers.

"Dr. Ji, please follow us as soon as possible."

"The military has no way to protect the entire base. At present, drones have observed that monster waves are advancing here, and we can only use artificial magnetic poles as the only defense position."

"I have to bring something," Dr. Ji said, "give me five minutes."

"Also, your land colonel is also in the laboratory."

"Please evacuate immediately with us. After the military instructs that the personnel concentrate and evacuate to the center of the magnetic pole, the presence of the colonel will further increase the confusion of the crowd, so you can consider-"

The emergency alarm has sounded, and the harsh buzzing sound is connected with the red light. This is the highest-level wartime alert, reminding people to evacuate immediately to a safe direction. In the corridor, there is a mess of soldiers and horses, and the howling of monsters in the remote wilderness The voice was clear and audible, and the experimenters and soldiers in white coats were in a mess.

The laboratory door was near.

Dr. Ji's eyes suddenly appeared unbelievable.

——The laboratory door was wide open. Before he left, he was stunned and forgot to lock the door.

He strode inside, but saw a soldier with a black cloth **** his right arm holding a rifle and aiming at a figure standing in front of the windowsill.

His pupils narrowed-the black cloth on his right arm was a sign of the anti-trial movement.

The communicator lights up, but he can no longer take care of it, and shouts loudly, "Lu Lu!"

To the sound of this sound was a gunshot.

The figure at the window shook, and a dull noise fell to the ground.

The soldier with the gun was quickly controlled by the two soldiers who came with him, and Dr. Ji strode in to bypass the heavy experimental equipment. He was half-knelt in front of Lu Yan's fallen body before he was still shaking. But his eyes were indifferent.

A soldier handcuffed the shooter and lifted his feet and walked towards this side.

"No more." Dr. Ji's voice sounded coldly in the laboratory. "The colonel confirmed his death."

PL1109, the cabin.

Hubbard leaned against the cabin wall, and he and Lu Yan were not good friends.

——But it seems to be a fatal friendship.

"What's it like being under house arrest?" He said.

Lu Yan slightly ticked his lips: "It's fine."

An officer next to him said, "We all came back from the dungeon base together, Captain. We promise we will not report you to the military."

"Don't thank them." Hubbard wiped the gun in his hand. "It's just a monster siege. We are going to fight again. You have rich experience with the enemy and everyone will see it."

Hubbard was wiping-it was a silver semi-automatic gun, silver all over, and his fingers were resting on the butt-there was a scratch here, a vaguely engraved series of letters "Tang".

His gaze stayed on the string of letters.

The officer next to him said, "Who is this?"

"A friend," Hubbard said. "I've known each other for thirty-three years."

"Really long."

Hubbard looked at that word. For a long time, he smiled: "It's a pity."

"why?"

"Born together, but ultimately failed to die together."

"How can there be such a good thing."

"……Yes."

Lu Yan looked at their conversation with arms folded. He was half-eyed and couldn't see any emotions, and other people naturally did not expect the judges to empathize with their emotions.

Until Hubbard found something.

"Where's your gun?" He said.

Lu Yan said: "Give it away."

Hubbard smiled. He seemed to understand everything. Compared to the military's standard supply, the mercenary captain is quite rich. He took out a black pistol and handed it to Lu Yan. The moment he was picked up, he whispered: "I will live."

"Thank you."