Little Mushroom

Then they found more evidence in this room.

The windows were difficult to push open because the steel edge had already been fused to the base.

Looking at the skeleton, the leg bones had disappeared into the sofa. The ugliest existence was an inverted chandelier on the ceiling of the bedroom. Its lampshade and metal brackets were mixed and melted into each other, flowing down softly like the final burning of a candle. The original white lampshade was covered with black dust and each dust was a black spot the size of a needle. They were clustered closely together like they would squirm at any moment.

This strange thing that shouldn't have happened was beyond the limits of human cognition and science. It made An Zhe have an illusion that this world was like wax melted by fire, gradually mixing together.

Xi Bei returned to the living room. He sat on the floor and picked up his grandfather's body, raising him away from the chair. He took his grandfather away like the chair was the most terrible monster that would separate his grandfather's body from him. Once away from the chair, he placed his grandfather on the ground but the muscles of his cheeks were twitching nervously. The floor was also a monster.

The next moment, his entire body was shocked and he suddenly took a few steps back. His own existence was also a source of pollution. An Zhe saw his panicked and helpless expression and stepped forward. He had just taken a step when Xi Bei's horrified gaze fell on him and Xi Bei took another few steps back. If everything in this world polluted each other then it was only by staying away from all things that they could preserve themselves.

An Zhe could understand Xi Bei's fears and offered to distance himself.

"I'm sorry, I…" Xi Bei's teeth were shaking. "I need… quiet."

Lu Feng took An Zhe to the bedroom. After stepping into the bedroom and seeing the flowing chandelier again, Lu Feng suddenly stopped. An Zhe looked up at the colonel and saw that the green eyes seemed to have become ice.

The next moment, Lu Feng took his communicator from his coat pocket. He held it tightly, his knuckles white.

An Zhe watched from the side. Xi Bei had collapsed and An Zhe knew that Lu Feng's condition, as a human, wouldn't be any better than Xi Bei. What's more, the colonel had more thoughts than Xi Bei. While overcoming the fear brought about by the crazy world, he must also think about the human base in the distance—for the human base, he must calm down.

If the engine failed due to contamination of substances then the communicator must be the same. There was a screwdriver in the drawer of the bedside table in the bedroom. Lu Feng picked it up and turned the screws on the communicator.

The shell, the chip with complicated patterns, the interlaced wires and countless small parts were spread out on the bed. Lu Feng picked them up one by one and examined their structure in the light.

There were many parts to the communicator. After watching for a while, An Zhe also took out some simple structural parts from the stack in order to check if they met the standard of human machinery.

After closing the bedroom door, it seemed like there were only the two of them in this world. None of them spoke. In the midst of the rain, nothing was heard except for the sound of parts being checked. Lu Feng's progress was fast and these parts seemed normal.

An Zhe suddenly felt choked up.

He looked at a small chip board in his hand. There were two strands of red copper wire side by side, each strange twisted with dozens of fine copper wire. They should be parallel with a distance of several millimeters in the middle. However, at this moment, they were loose and bent in a strange way. The two copper wires were close together and indistinguishable from each other. This was absolutely unusual.

For a moment, a brief moment, An Zhe suddenly had a thought. If the communicator was completely broken due to the fusion of materials, what would happen if Lu Feng could never return to the base?

However, he wasn't such a bad mushroom. He looked at the chip in his hand and bit his lip. With some pain, he finally pulled at a corner of Lu Feng's sleeve.

There was a concealed buckle on the inside of Lu Feng's boots and a sharp dagger was placed in it. Now this dagger was taken out. An Zhe shone the flashlight on the chip from the side while the blade pointed at the tangled copper wires little by little. There were signs of adhesion between the copper wires but fortunately, it was found in time and could be separated.

Once it was finally cleared up, An Zhe's spirit was tense but he also felt a bit dizzy. He seemed to be sick. His health was becoming weaker and weaker since the spire showed signs of maturity. Lu Feng checked the remaining parts again and assembled them in order. Then he pressed the button and turned it on.

The next moment, the sound wasn't the 'Sorry, the base signal has been interrupted due to the solar wind in the ionosphere…' that An Zhe was used to.

"Beep—"

"Beep—"

"Beep—"

The sound of the rain was loud as thousands of large raindrops splashed on the window, making a constant noise. This was a heavy rain that only appeared in the summer season and the window had become a grey waterfall.

The raindrops seemed to knock on An Zhe's soul.

In a trace, he vaguely heard a soft female voice coming from the communicator but his dizziness was worsening. The world in front of him became a blur of colourful lights—the next second, he fell straight down in front of him.

Before he lost consciousness, he had only one thought—he hoped the spore wouldn't come out so quickly.