Dawn City, Union Square.

Feather-like snow was floating in the sky, and a towering stone monument stood in the center of the square.

This monument was located there as early as the founding of the Union.

It is shaped like a sword, pointing straight to the sky, and the unfinished square tip is still extending upward.

Every once in a while, it will extend upward.

Sometimes it's one or two meters, sometimes it's as high as several people stacked on top of each other.

There are many names engraved on that monument.

And every name engraved there is a memory of blood and glory.

In addition to commemorating sacrifices, this is also the place where Alliance soldiers triumph and receive medals...

…

Just like when Vault 404 opened its doors for the 777th time, it was another cold winter this year, and the first snow fell before the end of autumn.

And now, winter has just begun, and heavy snow like goose feathers is falling in the sky.

Seeing snow for the first time, especially such heavy snow, Dora was as excited as a child. She chased the snow on her back, but she didn't see the road ahead and tripped over a stone ridge on the roadside.

Be careful and knock the passing vines into the flower bed.

The spherical green plants were covered with snow, but the two of them were not injured in the collision.

However, after suffering such an unforeseen disaster, Teng Teng's spirit seemed to have been greatly impacted. His soul seemed to float out of his body, and his bright eyes gradually lost their light.

The look of losing her dream shocked Dora. She wiped the snow off her body helplessly and kept saying sorry.

The players who were joining in the fun on the side saw the situation here and did not go to help. One or two others just looked around and started making noises.

"Referee! Someone hit someone with the ball here!"

"Pass it on! Teng Teng was knocked unconscious by the ball!"

"?Aren't you dizzy?"

"Don't worry about how you fainted! Quick! Dora, give artificial respiration!"

"???"

The scene was chaotic. Dora could understand what they were saying, but she didn't know what to do.

This bunch of crazy people just give random instructions, but no one is willing to give a demonstration on the spot.

Until the warm-hearted mosquitoes arrived at the scene.

"I come--!"

Hearing the broken voice of the drake, Teng Teng, whose face was squeezed out of shape, suddenly woke up from Dora's arms and reflexively kicked the mosquito into the flower bed.

"Wu Ka——"

Looking at the mosquitoes flapping in the snowdrift, she roared with shame and anger.

"Go to hell!"

Seeing Miss Teng Teng going crazy, all the players immediately dispersed and ran away.

Not far from the flower bed, after hearing that Teng Teng was knocked unconscious by a snowball, Tie Teng suddenly had a whim, and pulled Rourou to have a snowball fight with a group of newbies who were new to the world.

Facts have proved that there is no supersonic snowball in "Wasteland Online", or that it disintegrates the moment it breaks the sound barrier.

Watching the snow foam flying in the air, Bai Ge, who was standing at the edge of the square with Xiao Hong, had an interested smile on his face.

"It's really lively."

Xiaohong didn't speak, she just looked quietly in the direction of the center of Qingquan City, with a faint smile on her face, just like an old mother looking at her children.

As if sensing its presence, a crisp cry came from far away, just like the sound made by a dolphin.

"Uh-huh--!"

"Uh-huh -" Xiaohong responded to the vast snowy curtain, looking in the direction of Qingquan City.

'Luo Yu... is amazing!'

'Really? Your relationship is very good.'

'Um!'

"..."

In just a short moment, they had finished talking about the past that ordinary people would not be able to finish talking about in several days, starting from the French Fries Port in the south to the Whirlpool Sea in the west of Middle-earth.

And those places have never been seen by Xiaohong who stayed in Lost Valley...

At this time, a strange voice suddenly came from the side.

"Are you... Baige?"

Hearing the sound coming from the side, Bai Ge turned around and saw a walking iron can.

The man wore round armor, with iron sheets covering every inch of his body, with only two eyes exposed through the gaps.

Smelling the smell of mutant slime mold spores from his body, Bai Ge's face showed surprise for a moment, but it soon turned into a warm smile.

It's the same kind.

Like him, this guy has established a symbiotic relationship with mutant slime mold to some extent.

The only difference is that he doesn't seem to be as lucky as himself, and he meets a guy who lacks a sense of boundaries.

"It's me, what's wrong?"

"Nice to meet you! I have long admired you!" The tin can made a clanking sound, and he said with an embarrassed smile, "My name is Bach... Hehe, I originally wanted to go to Fallen Leaf Valley to find you, but I didn't expect that.

You actually came to Dawn City."

"Then you are here at a good time," Bai Ge smiled faintly and looked up at the sky, "In a few days, I may go to other places."

"……other places?"

Butch was stunned for a moment and didn't react. Bai Ge didn't explain, just looked at him and asked.

"What do you want from me?"

"There's something... that's it. I heard that you are an expert in the study of mutant slime mold, so I wanted to ask you to help me see if I can be saved like this?"

As he spoke, Bucky reached out and touched the back of his head, took off his helmet, and revealed a face that could make a child cry.

Bai Ge looked at his face, but did not show any disgust or fear. He just touched his chin with interest, and then stretched out the index finger of his right hand.

"Let me see."

While he was speaking, his index finger had already touched Bach's forehead, and a thread-like flesh-red spore emerged from his fingertip.

The spore was like a needle, piercing the skin of Bach's forehead and drilling towards the skull.

However, at this moment, a change suddenly occurred.

The skin of all kinds of rotten flesh suddenly twisted into ripples as if it came alive, like a wild dog guarding its food, biting off its thread-like spores.

Bai Ge's face showed a true expression, and he took back the index finger that was resting on his forehead.

Bucky, who looked confused, didn't know what happened, so he just looked at the former and blinked.

"In the end what happened?"

"It's grown into your brain."

Upon hearing this answer, Bucky's eyes widened for a moment, with a look of fear on his face.

"How could it be possible?! But...I, I have been using inhibitors..."

Bai Ge nodded.

"Indeed, I can feel it. And maybe it's because of the inhibitor that you didn't realize that you were not actually Butch... but a slime mold that inherited Butch's memory, and still used Butch's memory.

The name lives on."

Hearing this shocking thing, Bucky couldn't bear it and covered his face, repeating in his mouth.

"I... am a slime mold? I'm not Butch?"

"Yes and no," Bai Ge looked at him who couldn't accept the reality, and said in a very soft voice, "You are a slime mold, and you are also Butch... At least you are the Butch that people here know."

Looking at the man who raised his head blankly, he thought for a while and continued.

"Whether a ship with all the planks replaced is still the same ship, I think it is. Although all the elements that make up it have changed, the form of its existence has not changed at all. Our cells themselves are constantly changing

Metabolism will be replaced once every ten years at most...but in your and my case, we added a little something else to this metabolic process."

"You can think that it swallowed your body, or you can think that your consciousness replaced its original existence. It doesn't matter. But one thing is undoubtedly, whether to become a human or a slime mold or something else

What you choose depends on you."

"It depends on myself..." Bach looked blankly at the senior in front of him, staying in place speechlessly, as if he understood, but also as if he didn't.

Bai Ge smiled and turned his attention to the monument in the distance and the administrator standing under the monument, with a look of interest in his eyes.
To be continued...