Little Mushroom

An Zhe sank into a dream.

He had this dream a long time ago - the day he left Lu Feng.

Sometimes, it was clearly daytime, but when he was awake, he fell into a dream again in a trance, probably the hallucination of a dying person. He never mentioned it to Polly. Let Polly consume too much mind.

In the dream, his body was divided into two halves, one half was in the Highland Research Institute, and the other half was in an unknown place, there was no pain, and there was no heavy human body.

In the dream, he has no eyes or ears, no sense of smell and no sense of human beings, just like the feeling of being buried in rain-soaked soil when he was born--mushrooms have their own senses, so there is no way to use them human language to describe things.

He knew that he was not far from Lu Feng, which must be caused by delusions after leaving Lu Feng, but this did not prevent him from getting closer to Lu Feng in his dream.

This dream was not always happy, sometimes he was put into an airtight container, accompanied by icy liquid, Dr. Ji was next to him at the beginning, and then it was always Polly, as well as many people coming and going. people.

He had nothing to do, if Lu Feng was by his side, he would wrap himself around him, if Lu Feng wasn't around, he would soak in the liquid, thinking about his life.

Those distant memories surfaced, in the soil, in the rainy season, in winter, and at the base.

When he thought of something, he would get closer to Lu Feng. Lu Feng's fingers stroked his hyphae. It seemed that he finally stayed with this person quietly. He was always on the verge of waking up, But I don't want to wake up. In the real world, he and Lu Feng could never do this.

But when he recalled his memory for the hundredth time, he still had no dreams and chose to wake up.

He found himself still alive.

Looking back on that day now, he no longer remembers it, and the emotional fluctuations made many other places blank.

He only remembered that he was standing by the door, and Lu Feng turned around from the lush spring scenery - he just stared at him blankly like that, unable and afraid to go forward.He has had too many dreams, and caught the full moon too many times.

Until Lu Feng walked up to him.

When this person was not around, he cried many times, and sometimes his heart trembled violently when he thought of him, but at this moment, when he really saw Lu Feng, the corners of his lips curled up involuntarily.

He reached out to touch Lu Feng's outline, whether he was thinner or haggard, he couldn't tell - it was too long, he hadn't seen this person for too long.

Only then did a line of tears fall from the corner of his eyes. He withdrew his hand and stared blankly at Lu Feng. Then he was hugged by this man from the front. He wiped the tears from his cheeks with his fingers. He leaned on Lu Feng's shoulder and his voice became hoarse. , whispered his name.

"It's me." Lu Feng said.

The people in the laboratory congratulated him. Polly actually brought a person who had been wiped out of the ashes back to life—he couldn’t imagine the principle behind it. The people in the laboratory told him many terms, such as genes, frequencies, samples, etc. , He was confused, but human technology has always been amazing, so he accepted it.

It has been three years since I jumped into the Simpson cage.

The outside world has also calmed down.

That era of genetic chaos ended with a bell, and his frequency was sent across the globe, can't judge whether it was good or bad, because at that moment, all tangible things were infected by frequencies, and had stability, and people will always be people, A monster is always that kind of monster, they can undergo polymorphic mutations, but the ruler of consciousness is always the ruler at the moment the bell rings.

As for why this is so, Polly’s explanation is that after many experiments and comparisons, the frequency analyzed by the Simpson cage is closer to a definition of matter itself.

For example, facing an apple and an orange, human beings know that this is an apple and this is an orange, but the apple itself does not know that it is an apple, and the orange itself does not know that it is an orange—they will never know. , known only to humans.

But Asahi bacteria don’t know the future, and crickets don’t know the age. Human biology is only a simple analysis of appearances full of mistakes. They also have no way of knowing what constitutes themselves, and what determines that they are human—that is, four-dimensional creatures. incomprehensible system.

However, with the analysis of elementary particles by the Simpson cage, they briefly glimpsed an insignificant reflection of the truth, glimpsed the clues of the real definition, and mastered several frequencies worth mentioning.In this cosmic symphony, human beings are the note that is most easily disturbed by other creatures, and his mushroom, which inexplicably has its own consciousness, happens to be the stable frequency that can accommodate everything.When this stability is given globally, a brief peace comes.

"That's probability," said Polly Jean. "Probability is fate, and life is chance."

When he heard this, An Zhe had just been fed a piece of peeled apple by Lu Feng.

The freshly picked apple only needs to be bitten, and it will be full of sweet and slightly sour juice. He forgot what he wanted to say just now, and another piece was stuffed by Lu Feng.

"What about oranges?" He asked, "What does an orange taste like?"

Lu Feng said, wait for autumn.

Polly sent them out with their apples and future oranges.

An Zhe ate half of an apple on the way back to his room, and he left the other half for Lu Feng—he intended to cut it into pieces for the colonel, but Lu Feng wouldn't let him touch the knife.

An Zhe didn't argue with the colonel on this kind of matter, if it wasn't for Lu Feng, he didn't really want to cut apples very much.He was sleepy and it was time for a nap.

But he couldn't sleep, he was holding a tablet and scrolling through it.

This tablet computer stores the information he has searched in the past ten days since he woke up.

The electronic version of "United Daily News", the research records copied from Dr. Ji's computer, the experiment manual copied from Polly's computer, and many, many other similar things.

Lu Yan sat next to him, and he quickly turned around, not to show this person.

Lu Feng smiled softly, cut the remaining half of the apple and stuffed it into An Zhe's stomach.

Although the apples are delicious and the colonel looks good, An Zhe doesn't want Lu Feng to be by his side when he reads the materials. He is always suspicious and thinks that Lu Feng is looking at his screen.

But the hateful part of the matter was that when he woke up, he found that Lu Feng had occupied his former room in the research institute—everything in this room was exactly the same as before his death, but the owner had changed.

He tried to get Lu Yan to move to the next door, but Lu Yan told him blankly, if you don't want to share the same room with me, you can continue to sleep in the nutrient solution cabin.

An Zhe: "."

It's been three years, and three years haven't changed this person's character even a little bit.

So he could only share a room, a desk, and a bed with the colonel.

In the end, he was so suspicious that he could no longer read the materials, and he was so sleepy that he had to sleep.

"so boring."

On the bed, Lu Feng hugged him from behind, and he stared at the white wall in a daze.

The colonel's voice was like a stream of thawed ice and snow: "Where do you want to go?"

"Think..." An Zhe looked at the wall, his eyes slightly confused.

He has places to go.

And it was a place that only Lu Feng knew about besides him, and he didn't even mention it to Polly.

"I want to find Anze." He said softly.

In the cave where everything started, Anze's skeleton was still waiting for him.He has a lot to say to Anze.

He remembered every word Anze said to him.Anze said that he is a person who lives without meaning - he wants to tell Anze about the whole story of the several upheavals in the northern base, and wants to tell him the source of the last bell.

If he hadn't met Lu Feng and An Ze, nothing would have happened.In this way, fate has been ups and downs in countless coincidences.

But the abyss is so big, he can't find it, and no one is willing to accompany him to find it. This will always be an unattainable wish.

"But I can't find it." He murmured, "I don't know anything, and I don't remember anything."

"I will." In his ear, Lu Feng said, "Go find it."

An Zhe opened his eyes wide.

Everything was like a dream. On the second day, after saying goodbye to Polly, their armored vehicle was dropped into the middle of the abyss by a transport plane.The captain is the pilot of PL1109. Before leaving, he told them to remember to look for Hubbard and Tang Lan. They have been confirmed missing since the monster siege of the research institute. Now the only one who can be sure is Tang Lan. Although Lan suffered serious injuries that cannot be summed up, he was still alive-there were no bodies of the two of them in a radius of ten miles.

"I seriously suspect that they went to recuperate their injuries, then got lost, and then laid eggs." The captain made a final deduction based on the news and facts, and drove the transport plane to leave.

Lu Feng opened the door of the armored car and followed An Zhe.The ground is covered with velvet-like grass, reaching ankles.An Zhe looked into the distance, in late spring, the deep green was spreading in the abyss, stretching as far as the eye could see.The branches and leaves rolled in the ancient wind, and the sound of the wings of the birds was heard in the distance, and he came to this place again.

He looked at Lu Feng, and Lu Feng accompanied him here, which made him even more unexpected.

He said, "Why are you here?"

Lu Yan raised his eyebrows slightly: "Don't you want to come?"

"It will take a long time," An Zhe said, "Aren't you doing things for human beings?"

"The trial court has been disbanded." Lu Feng looked at him and said, "If there is still a war, or if you need me, go back to the base."

There was no pain or hatred or anything in those cold green eyes—he seemed to have lost something, and he seemed relieved too.

An Zhe reached out to pick off a soft leaf that had fallen from Lu Feng's shoulder, and Lu Feng took him into his arms.

"I want to be with you now." In the silence, he heard the colonel say calmly.

"...Why?" He hugged Lu Feng's shoulder, resting his chin on the man's shoulder, and whispered.

He didn't say directly what he was asking, but he knew that Lu Feng knew.The two of them don't always seem to need to talk too much.

He knew that he liked Lu Feng, but he didn't know why Lu Feng liked him.

Lu Feng took a step forward, An Zhe's back was pressed against the wall of the car, and he looked up at Lu Feng.

——Those eyes are still as quiet and clear as when they first saw the base city gate.

Lu Feng looked at him for a long time.

For three years, he often dreamed of that day.

At that time, his soul was deeply trapped in the quagmire of thorns, on the verge of losing control and unable to extricate himself.That's how he met him.

He is a human, a heterogeneous species, and a monster. He should be killed, and he should not be killed. He is everything that cannot be defined. He is the craziest possibility. He is like everyone in a pool of blood.

"Why did you go into the Simpson cage?" he asked suddenly.

An Zhe thought back slowly, then shook his head.

"I don't know," he said.

Then, An Zhe whispered: "So you don't know either."

"I know." Lu Feng pressed his forehead against him and said softly, "Because you are a little mushroom."

This perfunctory answer made An Zhe raise his eyes in dissatisfaction, but seeing everything surging in those cold green pupils, he involuntarily lowered his gaze.

In the abyss, everything grows.

In fact, he remembered every word Polly said.

The entire universe is a constant turmoil, and human consciousness is a floating light and shadow produced in a short-term stability.A story happened in a book, but the book was being burned to ashes by the flames.The frequency of the magnetic field is like cold air, it opposes the blazing heat.His frequency turns the page into asbestos, causing it to preserve itself in the fire.

But the flames are still burning.It is an unknown fluctuation, an unpredictable turmoil, and they will come again, at an even hotter temperature, or transform into a completely unfamiliar form.

It may be the next second, or it may be 1 years.

but--

But it doesn't matter.

All of them had already achieved that ending they could not have hoped for.

He leaned against the car and smiled at Lu Feng.

Lu Yan leaned over and kissed the corner of his eye, turned to the side, and began to calibrate the position of the compass and navigator.

He fiddled with the compass and navigator, while An Zhe continued to flip through his own information. He was almost done flipping through it before, but within 5 minutes, he completely read all the remaining things, and clicked the lock screen button.

At this time, Lu Feng also finished his work.

They came from the south, with the lake in front, the dense forest in the east, and the swamp in the west.

"Where are you going?" Lu Feng asked.

"I don't know." An Zhe's attitude was a little negative.

"Go east." Lu Feng said lightly.

"why?"

"I don't know where your cave is." Lu Yan put the navigator aside and said, "But I know where I saw you for the first time."

It's okay not to say this, but once he said it, An Zhe's mood was completely bad.

He looked up at Lu Feng, his brows were slightly frowned, his eyes were red, and he was about to cry.

It was rare for Lu Feng to look helpless for a moment. He stretched out his hands to hold An Zhe's face: "What's wrong?"

"You don't like me at all." An Zhe frowned.

Lu Feng said, "I like it."

An Zhe raised his voice: "What about my spores?"

——Lu Feng didn't mention the spores to him at all. This person was so fierce before that he didn't dare to ask. He could only look for news materials everywhere, wondering where the inert sample went.

But there was nothing there. It wasn't until he turned to the end that he saw some news about "inert extract" from scattered news, and saw a photo - in the glass bottle, there was only a snow-white spore the size of a date pit. .

Now, Lu Feng kept silent, and the spores were nowhere to be seen.

There is only one possibility, and that is to be raised to death.

Hearing these words, a smile appeared in Lu Feng's eyes instead.

An Zhe was so angry that he couldn't speak fully.

"You keep it smaller and smaller." His eyes were foggy, and he was about to cry, "Now he's raised to death."

Lu Feng said, "No."

"It's just raised to death." An Zhe grabbed his arm, his throat choked: "You don't treat it well at all...Give it back to me."

"It's still there, don't cry." Lu Feng said, "What do the spores belong to you?"

"Yes..." An Zhe tried hard to describe it in human language, but he couldn't say it, so he could only say, "It's spores."

"Is it important?"

"Important." An Zhe was so angry that he was about to tremble, and said, "I can die, but I must plant spores. I thought you could raise them well so I gave them to you."

"Is it more important than your life?"

"……Um."

"For any creature, only one's own life is the most important."

"Spores are the most important," An Zhe retorted mercilessly, "You are not a mushroom."

"Okay." There was still a gentle smile in Lu Yan's voice: "So your child?"

An Zhe bit his lip. In the mushroom world, there are no parents, children, relatives, or even friends. Every type of mushroom in the abyss is different from other mushrooms. He can't describe his relationship with spores in terms of human relationship. It cannot be said that it is his child, but can only say: "I gave birth to it."

"I raised it."

"You didn't take care of yourself at all."

"Huh?" Lu Feng said, "Then why did it see you at the lighthouse, but only floated beside me?"

Bringing up the old story again, An Zhe was still brooding over the matter of Lu Feng raising the spores to death just now, but in a blink of an eye he remembered the way the spores were eating the inside out.

——Both are not good things.

He didn't know what to say, he could only say: "But it was born by me."

Lu Feng smiled again.

Turn around.

An Zhe was firmly pressed against the car by this man.

Lu Feng's fingers gently slid across his abdomen, and the coolest fingertips aroused a shiver in the most fragile and softest place.

An Zhe took a breath.

Lu Feng lowered his head and whispered something in his ear.

"Let me see another one."

The author has something to say: the colonel is also bullying mushrooms today.

The atmosphere in the last chapter was so good that I couldn’t help but mark the end of the whole text. In fact, this chapter is the last one in the forecast.

In the beginning, the category of this article was marked as a fairy tale. My friend said that you are waiting to be beaten, and then you can only replace www. But now that I think about it, I haven’t deviated from the original intention of the fairy tale. I really like this mushroom!In short, thank you for your company along the way. There are many gains in this book, but there are also regrets. Let me post a summary on Weibo after I cool down.It is really irresistible that the most critical ending catches up with the most Shura final week, and there are many unsatisfactory parts in the ending, which will be fixed later, but the story is still the same.

As well as the final business, the Simplified entity will jointly read and create in Beijing, and other progress will be announced on Weibo.

The next book I want to change the style of writing is infinite flow, and I want to write about the fantasy of Chinese, Western and Chinese. Click on the column to see that the first half of the year is relatively busy, so it may take a long time to open. You can pre-order it.

See you tomorrow!