Little Mushroom

Immediately, he became lighter, floating up and down in the air, the sunlight coming in from the window turned into mighty sea water, and the papers and notebooks on the desktop were also soaked into white balls.

An Zhe blinked his eyes. He didn't feel uncomfortable, but felt that all movements became very, very slow and erratic. He couldn't control his body, as if he was flying up and about to fall.

And then—the world in front of him gradually turned black, and he completely lost consciousness.

He was woken up from the cold - when he raised his eyes and woke up, he found that the endless gray buildings outside the window were soaked in the golden red afterglow of the setting sun, and fell asleep away from him - or passed out for at least seven or eight hours , It turns out that the toxicity of his mycelium is to make people sleepy.

In the evening, the temperature in the room dropped a lot compared to the daytime. An Zhe lay back on the bed, wrapped himself in the quilt, and then recovered the temperature.But when the numbness from the cold wore off, he was hungry again.

An Zhe would rather use mushrooms to absorb nutrients, but along the way, he didn't find even a piece of wet soil in the entire base. He could only eat. Humans are a very troublesome creature, so he frowned.

Fortunately, Anze's residual memory told him where to eat. The base is divided into eight districts. Districts 6, 7 and 8 are the main living areas. Here, each building is a community, and the first floor is the lobby. Water and food are provided on a regular basis every day. Children under the age of 16 have a free quota, and adults over the age of 16 need to swipe their cards to pay in base currency. The currency unit is a letter R.

There were not too many people in the hall, roughly looking at the past, there were more than fifty people.There are only two windows for selling food. One is a kind of mashed food made from the tuber of a certain plant, and the other is...a soup made from the tuber of the same plant. He searched his memory and vaguely recalled that this plant is called potato. .

Anzhe credit card payment.

Mashed potatoes, price 0.5, balance 9.5.

Potato soup, price 0.3, balance 9.2.

An Zhe stared at the number representing the balance in the card, and realized that he would be on the verge of starvation in a few days. This feeling was like a mushroom rooted in a piece of dry soil, facing death at any time.

——This feeling became more obvious when he returned to the fifth floor after eating and spent 0.1R to collect water in the public water room.

So he added another thing to do, to find a source of income.

After screwing on the standard stainless steel bottle cap, An Zhe held it in his hand and was about to turn around when a voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Anze?"

The voice was loud and trembling, echoing in the small space.

An Zhe turned around.

Standing in the corridor was a young man with a tall build and a handsome face. At this moment, the man's eyes widened and he was staring at him intently, his lips trembling. It was difficult to judge whether his expression was joy or shock.

"Anze?" He called out again: "You... are back? Didn't you—"

Having said that, he suddenly became speechless, his face turned blue, as if he didn't know how to continue.

But An Zhe knew what he wanted to say, because he knew this person, his name was Josie.

Josie is Anze's neighbor and friend. They grew up together. Sometimes, Josie would take care of Anze, and more often, Anze would also take care of him—those speckled residual memories appeared in front of An Zhe.

But his incomplete understanding of Josie came from Anze's memories. He had seen this person when he was a mushroom. The combination of what he saw and Anze's memory just made up the real cause of Anze's death.

An Ze is a person who lives by writing. His job is to write some novels, essays or poems for people's entertainment, and submit them to the base. The base will regularly publish such pamphlets to people.However, just three months ago, the base withdrew this department in order to save manpower and resources, which were increasingly strained.

At that time—

"Anze, what book are you reading?" Josie asked.

"I want to prepare for the selection test for the base supply station," Anze took a pen and drew circles on the book, "I think I will like the job content there, and the salary is not bad."

Josie frowned.

"You want to get out of civilian status?" he asked. "The exam is hard."

An Ze said: "It's okay."

"An Ze," his tone became severe, "You always knew that I wanted to go to the wild with you."

Anze smiled, his tone was very light, as if he was coaxing this wayward friend, but also like a helpless sigh: "I'm not suitable for going outside."

"I'll protect you." Josie put his arms around his shoulders and softened his voice again: "I can't do without you. You follow me to the wild, we don't go to dangerous places."

The fragments in memory are roughly the same. In the end, under Josie's hard work, Anze promised him to go on a wild adventure together.Josie is a member of a large mercenary team. He has made a lot of contributions, and he introduced Anze in without a hitch, and is responsible for the distribution and statistics of supplies.

But in the wild, anything can happen, and on that day the convoy lost its way and drove into the edge of the abyss.By the time they discovered that there were an unusual amount of mushrooms here, it was already too late.The monsters of the abyss will not let go of any food that comes to their mouths.

For humans, even the very edge of the abyss is terrifying as hell.Three of the five armored vehicles were damaged, and the people on those three vehicles moved to the intact armored vehicles in panic. When they escaped, Anze pushed Josie so that he barely escaped the attack of the winged monster in the air, but Anze therefore Tripped over vines on the ground.

Josie was stunned for a second. After this second, the instinct of survival overwhelmed everything. Between pulling Anze and running for his own life, he chose the latter, gritted his teeth and ran forward, and was pulled into the armored vehicle by the captain— ——At this moment, Anze looked at their figures, and his chest was heavily pierced by the monster's bone spurs.

The mercenary team started a fierce battle with the monsters with the heaviest firepower, retreating while fighting.Their movement was too loud, and An Zhe was woken up halfway - he came out to look for spores, but he returned empty-handed every time, except this time, he took advantage of the fierce fighting there, and quietly picked An Ze back deep cave.

So at this moment, facing Josie, An Zhe had nothing to say.When faced with death, the first reaction of any living thing is to flee, and Josie has done nothing wrong, but he doesn't like him.

"You... don't look like you anymore." Josie's Adam's apple rolled with difficulty: "Your injury is healed? Have you escaped from the abyss?"

An Zhe just looked at him calmly.

"No, you are not Anze." Josie took a step back suddenly, his face pale: "You are a foreign species."

"Sorry." An Zhe went out and passed him: "I accidentally ate a poisonous mushroom, and I can't remember who you are."