Little Mushroom

On the way, they saw another hybrid monster.

It is different from the monster that fell under Lu Yan's gun. It is slender and gray-black, like a stick insect magnified tens of thousands of times. It has huge thin wings like a butterfly on its back, and its forehead It stretched out two slender tentacles, and it was impossible to see where the eyes were.It is more than five meters long and has six slender feet.When they climbed over a high slope, it was eating a two-meter-long small lizard. The smooth chitin body originally reflected light under the aurora, but as it ate, it gradually turned into rough scales.

The light and flexible body allows it to move quickly. After eating the lizard's head, the stick insect lay down on its torso, then bounced forward, flapping its wings and flying away with the rest of its body in its mouth—it didn't It was too late to find Lu Feng and An Zhe.

This may be the smart hybrid monster that Lu Yan said, who knows how to find a hidden place to hide after acquiring the gene, and get through that chaotic stage.

An Zhe looked at its snow-white wings and said sincerely, "It's so beautiful."

He himself is also white, and he likes the color of his mycelium, but he does not have such stretched and beautiful wings. Even if he completely becomes the body, it is just a fluffy ball. As early as the rainy season when he was broken by rain and hurricanes when he was young, He lost the shape that a mushroom should have, and was defined as a "variation from the basic form of the species", which made him feel ashamed.

Lu Feng's voice was cold: "Do you want to eat it?"

An Zhe: "."

He denies: "No."

Lu Feng said, "Don't eat indiscriminately."

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

The corners of Lu Feng's lips hooked slightly.

As a heterogeneous species, An Zhe was angry that he was still controlled by humans not to eat indiscriminately. He should have the right to eat freely.

Then his stomach growled.

Lu Feng said, "Where are your things?"

An Zhe thought about the remaining food, not even enough for one meal, he said: "Wait."

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

Lu Feng said, "It's okay."

An Zhe felt that the human being was being stubborn, so he took out the remaining half of the compressed biscuit in his backpack, broke off a piece, brought it to Lu Feng, and fed it to him.

The colonel did not refuse.

An Zhe continued to feed.When he was feeding the third piece, he remembered that the compressed biscuits were too dry and should be mixed with water.

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

He said: "You stop for a while."

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

An Zhe held it in his mouth and swallowed it slowly. He actually felt very comfortable. Obviously, they were running out of food and water, and they didn't know how to live tomorrow.

He said: "You eat, I don't move."

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

Lu Yan rubbed his head, An Zhe raised his head and looked at him.He felt that in the twilight morning light, the colonel's usual indifferent eyes were even rendered slightly milder.

At that moment, An Zhe suddenly had an illusion. Although he was completely different from Lu Feng, and even though the two of them had no common language, but—if the signal never recovered, if one day, Lu Feng and him were both different species, or He and Lu Feng are both human beings. If they are still alive, if there is a day, he and Lu Feng may be good friends.

He himself is not a very good individual among human beings, even a useless individual, but the colonel still treats him very well, so if Lu Feng becomes a heterogeneous species, as long as he is not too ugly, he will not dislike him.

But there is no such possibility, he is unfortunately a mushroom.But if he was human from beginning to end, maybe he wouldn't know Lu Feng, and he was lucky to be a mushroom.

They continued to walk forward, An Zhe felt that his leg didn't hurt very much after the night passed, so he didn't want Lu Feng to carry it on his back, he walked by himself.

In the morning mist, there is something vaguely in the distance.

An Zhe: "I seem to see it."

Lu Feng said, "I saw it too."

An Zhe: "Can water and food be found in the ruins?"

Lu Feng: "Yes."

An Zhe: "Is it really possible?"

Lu Yan said indifferently: "I often stay at the ruins."

An Zhe: "...Oh."

Colonel Lu is a man who can come and go freely in the abyss.

However, it was still a joy to not be starved to death. His steps were a little lighter, and he took one more step forward than Lu Feng.

The ground under his feet suddenly softened.

Then sag.

He fell all over.

An Zhe: "!!!"

In the blink of an eye, Lu Feng firmly grabbed his hand, An Zhe was suspended in the air, and was then salvaged by Lu Feng.His legs were just right, and his arms began to hurt violently, and he took a small breath.Lu Feng stretched out his hand, from his shoulder to his wrist, and said, "It's not broken."

An Zhe looked up and looked ahead.

——It was a sinister three-meter-deep pit, covered with some brittle and thin wooden boards, covered by sand, and there was no difference from the surroundings, but as long as one stepped on it, one would fall into the pit.

An Zhe felt strange.

He frowned slightly when he saw Lu Feng.

"Trap, a new one." Lu Feng said.

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

Suddenly there was a rustling sound from the side, followed by a muffled creaking sound. An Zhe looked around and saw the surface of a mound not far away rustling, and something like a lid opened—a figure Crawling out, he thought it was a groundhog at first, but when he looked again, it turned out to be a human, a living human with no apparent alienation tendency, wearing a worn-out denim jacket.

He was a thin boy, especially pale from lack of sun exposure, but with a few scattered freckles on his cheeks.

After he climbed out, he seemed to be completely stunned, staring at this side.

An Zhe looked back silently.

After a full 5 minutes, the boy stammered: "You... you... people?"

He also didn't speak proficiently, and his pronunciation was very strange, unlike the common tone of people in the base.

Lu Feng said, "Take us out first."

The boy stared at them, the hand hanging by his side trembled a few times, and then ran towards this side suddenly: "Wait a minute!"

He led the way, leading the two of them around many twists and turns, and stammered as he walked: "Yes... sorry, we are afraid... afraid that monsters will approach, so we dug So many... so many traps. They can't get through, and I... we can also observe... no... didn't expect anyone."

He lowered his head, looking annoyed and remorseful, An Zhe said: "It's okay."

When he got to the side of the mound, the boy pushed some kind of device, and with a creaking sound, a thick iron grille door swung open, revealing a dark hole.

"You... are you outsiders?" He turned to them, tongue tied, first looked at Lu Feng, but seemed to be frightened by Lu Feng's expressionless face again, and turned stiffly to An Zhe, and said.

An Zhe said, "Yes."

"I..." The boy took a few breaths, and his face flushed with excitement. If he hadn't been half a meter away, An Zhe doubted that he would have heard his violent heartbeat.

He said, "Are you all right?"

"I..." The boy seemed to have finally realized what happened now, and seemed to be out of breath.

"Hello." But Lu Feng said: "Northern Base, Tribunal. Do you need help?"

"We...we need help," the boy's eyes shone like the morning sun, and he turned and went into the tunnel, shouting loudly as he ran deep, "Grandpa!"

Following him, Lu Yan and An Zhe also walked into the deep and winding tunnel. After closing the iron gate, the place was dark and cool, but there was a faint light ahead.Unable to see the path under his feet, An Zhe carefully supported the wall, but Lu Yan grabbed his wrist and led him forward.

This is a steep downward ladder, which is easy to fall. After going downhill for about 100 meters and turning a corner, it is slightly wider. Looking at this narrow cave from a distance, it is endlessly deep, and the sound of footsteps in it arouses continuous echoes.

Lu Feng: "Did you dig it?"

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

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

"I don't know," the boy lowered his head slightly: "I have been here since I was born, and many people... all died later, just me and my grandfather here."

Before walking into the place where the boy said "grandpa", An Zhe heard a heavy panting sound, like the sound from the chest cavity of an animal when it was dying.

I saw a wire bed less than one meter wide placed in a ten-meter-square hollow. On the bed lay an old man with gray hair. When An Zhe approached, he saw that his body was covered with a gray-yellow blanket. His cheeks were sunken, his eyes were cloudy, and he was shaking all over, as if he was enduring some great pain.Even when they came to the bed, he didn't respond.

"He's sick," said the boy.

As he spoke, he sat by the bed, took his grandfather's hand, and said loudly, "Grandpa, people from outside have come to look for us! They said they came from the base, and there really is a base!"

The old man was already unconscious, and was not infected by the joy and excitement in his words, but frowned in confusion, and turned his head away, as if he was escaping from his noise.

"We can go to a place with many people!" The boy seemed to be used to it, and he was not infected by the old man's negative attitude, and his tone became more excited.

At this moment, the old man's shriveled mouth moved, and he uttered a few indistinct syllables.

His grandson said: "What?"

An Zhe also listened carefully, the old man's lips moved, and he repeated those syllables again.

"The time..." His throat was hoarse, with a leak in his mouth, and his voice was like a broken wind: "The time... is coming soon."

Apologetically, the boy turned to Lu Fengan and folded two: "Grandpa always said this, he felt that he was seriously ill and dying."

After finishing speaking, he told the old man: "Let's go to the place where all human beings are. There must be medicine there."

The old man tossed and turned, still saying this sentence, they had no choice but to give up.Until they left here, the old man was still muttering "The time is coming". An Zhe felt that this sentence was very familiar, but he couldn't remember where he heard it.

Immediately, the boy led them to a slightly spacious square room. The room was connected to three dark cave forks, like a heartland extending in all directions. Road map and operation precautions, there is a small square table in the middle, next to the table are two old sofas, the excessive moisture has eroded all the paint leather of the sofa.

Lu Feng was communicating with the boy.

The boy's name was Xibei. According to him, when the unprecedented disaster came, the mine collapsed.But because there was no deadly radiation in the cave, some people inside survived, and have continued to this day. They would go to the nearby ruins of a small town to collect necessities for life, and would be killed and devoured by monsters outside. His mother was the only one. Child, slowly, among dozens of people, only he and grandpa are left to depend on each other.

"I knew that everyone would definitely not die, and they must have built a new home somewhere, but we couldn't find you. My grandpa said before that when we found another exit to go out of the mine, the outside had already changed. A There are no living people left."

"The radio can't receive a signal, there are monsters outside, and we can't go out, so we can only stay here, but we know there must be other people." Xibei's voice was trembling with excitement. Take out a thin and worn-out book from the small compartment on the top.

"Two years ago, we found a car outside. Except for a dead person, there were only a few books in the car. I knew there were people outside. I... have been waiting for you to come. We... Our compatriots must have been searching and rescuing." He looked at Lu Feng with hope in his eyes.

Lu Feng lowered his voice and said, "Welcome to the base."

And An Zhe stretched out his hand, and among the stack of thin books, the cover of the top one was illuminated by a dim yellow gas lamp.The title is the four-character "Base Monthly".These four words touched the fragments of memories stored in his brain. This is the brochure distributed to people by the first gate of the base.

In this way, this manual was produced by a distant human base, and was taken by mercenaries or soldiers together with pornographic novels and weapon illustrations, and then boarded an armored vehicle that left the base. After a long journey, 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 around in the mine day after day. They knew that it represented the news of the distant human homeland.

The title page has turned yellow, and there is a line of small words "May we have a bright future", and then turn down, it is the catalog page.

An Zhe's hand that turned the pages suddenly trembled, and his eyes stopped on a line on the catalog page, two extremely simple words.

"Winter".

The ellipsis runs all the way to the right edge of the paper, where it ends in two more words, representing the author's name.

Anze.

An Zhe's breathing stopped for a moment, and the next moment he saw the next line of "Winter Day", the article was called "A Day in 2059".

The year 2059 is a distant era in history, so the name speaks for itself. This is an elegant historical article.

Its author's name is, Poet.

——These two names were quietly listed side by side on the page.

An Zhe's finger landed on the paper. His finger once hugged An Ze's shoulder in the vine-covered cave, and was caught by the poet in a dark carriage. Now it gently caresses the two. Their names and their figures were vivid again in An Zhe's mind.He turned to that page—the two pages side by side, "Winter Day" is a short poem, which describes the situation of snowflakes falling on the supply station square in that winter. Anze said that the snow was as soft as snow-white pigeon wings .

An Zhe could recall all the details of his voice. He seemed to hear Anze describe it to himself. In this short moment, Anze seemed to come back to life, and the poet stood in front of him with a smile again. He insisted on telling him about the base history - there are records left by them in this world.

There was a mist in front of An Zhe's eyes. He obviously hadn't thought of these two people for a long time, but their figures were still vivid as if they were right in front of him.Just a few hours ago, he was still slandering the self-styled efforts of human beings to maintain their will. He imagined the day when Lu Feng would also become a different species, and he would not despise him.This idea is slightly shaken at this moment.

He knew the base was hopeless, and he knew the end of humanity.

But they are also truly immortal.