An Zhe fell into a dream.

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

Sometimes, it was clearly daytime, but when he was awake, he would fall into a dream again. It was probably the hallucination of a dying person. He never mentioned it to Polly. He was coughing up blood for no apparent reason, had a high fever, and was suffering from pain in various parts of his body.

It cost Polly too much energy.

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 had no eyes or ears, no sense of smell and no human consciousness. It was like the feeling of being buried in rain-soaked soil when he was born - mushrooms have their own senses, which cannot be used.

Human language is used to describe things.

He knew that he was not far from Lu Feng. This must be caused by his delusion 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 a sealed container and kept company with ice-cold liquid. At the beginning, it was Dr. Ji next to him, and later it was Polly, and many others came and went.

people.

He had nothing to do. If Lu Feng was around, he would cling to him. If Lu Feng was not around, he would soak in the liquid and think about his life.

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

When he thinks of something, he will get closer to Lu Feng. Lu Feng's fingers touch his hyphae. He seems to finally be quietly with this person. He has been on the edge of waking up.

But he didn't want to wake up. In the real world, he and Lu Feng could never be like this.

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

He found that he was still alive.

Looking back on that day now, he could no longer remember it. His emotional fluctuations made many other places go blank.

He only remembered that he was standing by the door, and Lu Feng turned around from the lush spring scenery - he just looked at him blankly, unable and daring to step forward. He had had too many dreams, which would be shattered at the touch of a touch.

The full moon has also been fished out too many times.

Until Lu Feng walked up to him.

He cried many times when this person was not around, and sometimes his heart would tremble violently when he thought of him. But at this moment, when he really saw Lu Feng, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.

He stretched out his hand to touch Lu Feng's outline. He couldn't tell whether he had lost weight or was haggard - it had been too long, and he hadn't seen this person for so long.

Only then did a line of tears fall from the corners of his eyes. He retracted his hand and looked at Lu Feng blankly. Then he was hugged by this person from the front. He wiped away the tears on his cheeks with his fingers. He leaned on Lu Feng's shoulder and his voice became hoarse.

, calling his name softly.

"It's me." Lu Feng said.

The people in the laboratory congratulated him. Polly actually brought a person who had been reduced to ashes back to life - he could not imagine the principle at all. The people in the laboratory told him many terms, such as genes, frequencies, samples and so on.

, he heard it in confusion, but human technology has always been amazing, so he accepted it.

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

The world outside has actually calmed down.

That era of genetic chaos ended with the sound of a bell, and its frequency was sent to the world. It could not be evaluated as good or bad, because at that moment, all tangible things were infected by the frequency and gained stability. People will always be people.

A monster will always be that kind of monster, and they can undergo polymorphic mutations, but the one who rules the consciousness will always be the one who rules the moment the bell rings.

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

For example, when faced with an apple and an orange, humans 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.

, only humans know.

But Chao bacteria don’t know Hui Shuo, and crickets don’t know Spring and Autumn. Human biology is just a superficial analysis of appearances full of errors. They can’t know what makes up themselves, and what determines that they are human beings - they are four-dimensional creatures.

An incomprehensible system.

However, through the analysis of elementary particles in the Simpson cage, they briefly glimpsed an insignificant reflection of the truth, glimpsed the clues of the true definition, and mastered several frequencies worth mentioning. In this symphony of the universe,

Human beings are the notes that are most easily disturbed by other creatures, and this mushroom that somehow has its own consciousness is the stable frequency that can accommodate everything. When this stability is given to the world, a short-term peace comes.

"This is probability," said Polly Jean. "Probability is fate, and living is chance."

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

Just one bite of the newly picked apple was full of sweet and slightly sour juice. He forgot what he wanted to say just now and Lu Feng stuffed him with another piece.

"What about oranges?" he asked, "What do oranges taste like?"

Lu Feng said, wait for autumn.

Polly sent them out with their apples and future oranges.

An Zhe ate half of the apple on the way back to his room, and left the other half with Lu Feng - he originally wanted 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 matter. If the other party hadn't been Lu Feng, he wouldn't have wanted to cut the apples. He was sleepy and it was time for a nap.

But he couldn't sleep. He was holding a tablet and scrolling down.

What is stored in this tablet is the information he has searched everywhere in the ten days since he woke up.

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

Lu Feng sat next to him, and he quickly turned around so as not to look at this person.

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

Although the apples are delicious and the colonel is good-looking, An Zhe doesn't want Lu Feng to be around him when reading information. He is always suspicious and feels 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 previous room in the research institute - all the furnishings in this room were exactly the same as before his death, but the owner had changed.

He tried to ask Lu Feng to move next door, but Lu Feng told him expressionlessly that if you don't want to be in the same room with me, you can continue to sleep in the nutrient solution tank.

An Zhe: "."

Three years have passed. Three years have not made this person's character even a little bit kinder.

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

Finally, he became so paranoid that he could no longer read the information, and he was so sleepy that he had to sleep.

"I am bored."

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

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

"I want to..." An Zhe looked at the wall, his eyes slightly confused.

He has somewhere he wants to go.

Moreover, it was a place that only Lu Feng knew besides him, and he had never even mentioned it to Polly.

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

In the cave where it all started, Anze's bones were still waiting for him. He had a lot to say to Anze.

He remembered every word Anze said to him. Anze said that he was a person whose life was meaningless - he wanted to tell Anze the whole story of several drastic changes in the northern base, and wanted to tell him the origin of the last bell.

If he hadn't met Lu Feng and Anze, nothing would have happened. Destiny would have been twisting and turning in countless coincidences.

But the abyss is so big that 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 next day, after bidding farewell to Polly, their armored vehicle was airdropped into the center of the abyss by a transport plane. The captain was the driver of pl1109. Before bidding farewell, he told them to remember to look for Hubbard.

and Tang Lan. They have been confirmed missing since the war when monsters besieged the research institute. The only thing that can be confirmed now is that although Tang Lan suffered serious injuries that are difficult to summarize, he is still alive - there is no trace of the two of them within ten miles.

Corpse.

"I seriously suspect that they went to recuperate, then got lost, and then laid eggs." The captain made his final conclusion based on the news and facts, and drove the transport plane away.

Lu Feng opened the door of the armored vehicle and took An Zhe with him. There was velvet-like grass on the ground, up to his ankles. An Zhe looked into the distance. In late spring, deep green spread across the abyss as far as the eye can see. The branches and leaves were blown by the ancient wind.

After rolling, the sound of flapping wings of birds could be heard in the distance, and he came to this place again.

He looked at Lu Feng. Lu Feng had accompanied him here, which surprised him even more.

He said: "Why are you here?"

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

"It will take a long time," An Zhe said, "Aren't you going to do anything for humanity?"

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

There was no pain or hatred or anything else in those cold green eyes - he seemed to have lost something, but also seemed to be relieved.

An Zhe reached out and plucked a fallen soft leaf from Lu Feng's shoulder, and Lu Feng hugged him.

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

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

He didn't directly say what he was asking, but he knew that Lu Feng knew. The two of them never seemed to need to say 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. He looked up at Lu Feng.

——Those eyes are still as quiet and clear as when they first met at 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 stuck in a quagmire of thorns and was on the verge of losing control. That was how he met him.

He is a human, a mutant, and a monster. He should and 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 walk into the Simpson cage?" he asked suddenly.

An Zhe thought about it 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 his and said softly, "Because you are a little mushroom."

This perfunctory answer made An Zhe raise his eyes dissatisfied, but seeing the undercurrent in those cold green eyes, he couldn't help but soften 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 flicker of light produced in a short-term stability. A story happened in a book, but the book is being burned to ashes by flames. The frequency of the magnetic field is like air conditioning, it opposes that

Blazing heat. His frequency turns the paper into asbestos, allowing it to survive the fire.

But the flames are still burning. They are unknown fluctuations and unpredictable turmoil. They will come again, with an even hotter temperature, or transform into a completely unfamiliar form.

Maybe it's the next second, maybe it's ten thousand years.

but--

But it doesn't matter.

All of them have achieved the outcome they could not have hoped for.

He leaned against the car and smiled at Lu Feng.

Lu Feng leaned over and kissed the corners of his eyes, turned aside, and began to calibrate the positions of the compass and navigation device.

He fiddled with the compass and navigator, while An Zhe continued to flip through his own information. He had almost finished flipping through it before, but within five minutes, he had completely read through everything else and pressed the lock screen button.

At this time, Lu Feng also finished his work.

They came from the south, with lakes in front of them, dense forests to the east, and swamps to the west.

"Where to go?" Lu Feng said.

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

"Go east." Lu Feng said calmly.

"Why?"

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

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

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

Lu Feng rarely looked at a loss for a moment. He stretched out his hand 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 man was so vicious before, and he didn’t dare to take the initiative to ask. He could only look for news materials everywhere, wondering where the inert sample had gone.

But there was nothing there. It wasn't until he turned to the end that he saw news about "inert extraction liquid" from bits and pieces of news, and also saw a photo - in the glass bottle, there was only a snow-white spore the size of a date stone.

.

Now, Lu Feng keeps silent about it, and the spores are 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.

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

"You've raised it smaller and smaller," his eyes were filled with mist, and he was about to cry, "and now he's raising it to death."

Lu Feng said: "No."

"It's just to die," An Zhe grabbed his arm, his throat choked: "You are not good at all to it...Give it back to me."

"You're still here, don't cry." Lu Feng said, "What are your spores?"

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

"Is it important?"

"Important." An Zhe was almost trembling with anger and said, "I can die, but I must plant the spores. I gave them to you because I thought you could raise them well."

"More important than your life?"

"……Um."

"For any living thing, only your own life is the most important."

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

"Okay." Lu Feng's voice still had a gentle smile: "So your child?"

An Zhe bit his lip. In the world of mushrooms, there are no parents, children, relatives, or even friends. Every type of mushroom in the abyss is different from other mushrooms. He cannot describe his relationship with the spores in terms of human relationships.

You can't say that it is his child, you can only say: "I gave birth to him."

"I raised it."

"You haven't taken good care of yourself at all."

"Huh?" Lu Feng said, "Then why did it also see you at the lighthouse, but it only took the initiative to float next to me?"

Bringing up old things again, An Zhe was still brooding over the matter of raising the spores to death for Lu Feng just now, but in a flash he remembered the way the spores were eaten inside and out.

——Both of them are not good things.

He didn't know what to say, so he could only say: "But I gave birth to him."

Lu Feng smiled again.

The world is spinning.

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

Lu Feng's fingers gently slid across his abdomen. In the most fragile and soft place, the slightly cold fingertips aroused a shiver.

Anzhe took a breath quietly.

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 of the last chapter was so good that I couldn't help but mark the entire text in one sentence. In fact, this chapter was the last one I planned.

At first, this article was classified under the category of fairy tales. Gay friends said that you were just waiting to be beaten, and then you had to change it. But now that I think about it, it has not deviated from the original intention of the fairy tale. I really like this mushroom! Anyway, thank you everyone.

Along the way, there are many gains and regrets in this book. Let me cool down and post a summary on Weibo. The most critical ending is the final week of the semester, which is really force majeure. There are also many unsatisfactory places in the ending.

I'll fix it later, but the story remains the same.

As for the final business, the simplified entity will jointly create a business in Beijing. Other progress will be informed on Weibo.

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