Chapter 137
It was at this moment that the door to the driver’s cab opened.
Si Chen turned his head and saw Song Ziyu, dressed in pajamas, holding an empty water glass in his hand. Shock was written on his face.
“I came out to get water.” Song Ziyu glanced at Sheng Wu who was kneeling on the ground, and then at Si Chen who was sitting on the single-person sofa, his legs crossed. He asked in a low voice, “Am I disturbing you?”
Si Chen replied, “No, you came at a good time. You should hear this too.”
Song Ziyu got himself a cup of hot water and sat down cautiously.
Si Chen: “To put it simply. The high-dimensional creature attached to Shen Yanxing is the culprit that turned everyone in this world into mycelium. His name is Sheng Wu. But now we need to cooperate with him to take out the mother plant. Otherwise, once the barrier disappears, the nearby populated areas will be in for a disaster.”
“Of course, we can also choose to stay in the storage room for half a year until the Space Fold energy runs out. When that time comes, the companies and schools will be notified to deal with these mycelium.”
In negotiations, one must never expose one’s true purpose and one’s trump cards.
Although the storage room was no longer habitable and their only actual option was to kill the mother plant, Si Chen still presented it like a truly viable option.
Sheng Wu’s forehead was pressed against the floor. Resentment flashed in his eyes.
There may be countless people who were afraid of mycelial infection but Dr. Sheng was secretly happy about it.
Due to the invasion of mycelium, social order had collapsed and everyone’s hopes had been pinned on Serpent Staff Gene. He was the king that everyone focused on. The behemoth that was the Serpent Staff Gene was expanding faster than ever. His word was law; he possessed supreme authority and had unparalleled glory.
This dark emotion might have been just a passing thought when he had still been human. But now, he was just mycelium unrestrained by morality. The dark side of his character had completely taken over.
He didn’t care how humans would fare. Thinking as a mycelium, he wanted to re-establish his kingdom.
However, Sheng Wu quickly put away this resentment. Because he still wanted to live. Although he has lived for a long time and even died once, calmly meeting death had never been an option.
Hope only exists while you live.
Sheng Wu took a deep breath and said, “Alright, let’s talk.”
Seeing Sheng Wu’s reaction, Si Chen knew that he had made the right bet.
Some people can’t just talk properly right out of the gate. Threats and overwhelming force are more effective than persuasion.
Si Chen asked, “What was your original plan?”
“Control the mycelium lifeforms, go to the third floor of the museum to get the slime mold solution, and kill the mother plant…”
“How many of these mycelium controlling spores do you still have?”
Sheng Wu subconsciously replied, “Three.”
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Si Chen took out the syringe, inserted the needle into the medicine and drew out a tube of solution.
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Saying so, Si Chen squatted down next to him and said, “Song Ziyu, do me a favor and hold him down.”
Song Ziyu stood up immediately and held down Sheng Wu.
His parents are both in high positions and he had been training since he was a child. Bio modification had also been the relatively best option. Seen from any which angle, Song Ziyu could not be called weak.
Sheng Wu was pressed to the ground by his neck, unable to move.
He forced his voice to come out steady. “What are you doing?!”
A slender needle pressed against Sheng Wu’s spine.
“Give me five spores.”
“I don’t have them!”
“I’ll give you ten seconds to think about it.”
Being unable to see, unable to move. He felt very oppressed indeed. And there was no way for to think clearly in such a short span of time.
Sheng Wu couldn’t figure out why he felt such a strong sense of oppression when facing Si Chen. It’s like prey suddenly confronting the predator.
If he could hear the Eternal Life Abyss’ words, he would probably understand the reason.
All this while, Si Yuan has been muttering in a low voice, “Mushroom hot pot, mushroom hot pot…Mom, mushroom hot pot…”
It could tell that this red mycelium ought to be much more delicious than the ones it had eaten before. It was the difference between cultured and ripened shiitake mushrooms and several-years-old wild mushrooms.
Si Chen paused and began to count down. “10, 9…”
A layer of cold sweat appeared on Dr. Sheng’s forehead. “If you inject the slime mold solution, not only me, but also the original owner of this body will die! Si Chen, you’d better calm down or you might do something you’ll regret!”
Sheng Wu felt that even if he weren’t his biological brother, Shen Yanxing must still be Si Chen’s companion.
But Si Chen just smiled and said, “It would be his honor to die for me.”
His voice didn’t waver in the slightest.
Sheng Wu could tell from Si Chen’s voice that he wasn’t bluffing. He really didn’t think anything of Shen Yanxing.
The moment he felt the needle pierce his body, Dr. Sheng yelled, “Fine! I’ll give them to you!”
Si Chen pulled out the empty syringe and threw it aside. On the table, there was another syringe containing the yellow slime mold solution.
“Let him go,” Si Chen said calmly.
Song Ziyu let go of Sheng Wu. He had been holding his breath, not daring to speak.
Not only Sheng Wu, Song Ziyu too thought that Si Chen was really about to inject Shen Yanxing with the slime mold solution just now.
Sheng Wu’s body was tense, covered in cold sweat. The feeling of being pricked by that needle still lingered in his nerves.
He admitted that he had misjudged.
Si Chen wasn’t as gentle and harmless as he appeared on the surface. He was actually sufficiently steady and cold-blooded.
When eaves are low, people must bow their heads.
He whispered: “I need some time to sporulate.”
“How long?”
Sheng Wu thought for a moment. “Two hours, and these spores need to be kept in containment boxes.”
Si Chen took out a row of containment boxes of various styles and placed them on the table. “Like this?”
Sheng Wu looked stunned. “Are your containment boxes cheap where you come from?”
It can’t be considered cheap. After all, it’s something related to high-dimensional invasions but it can’t be said to be expensive either. A million credits can buy a standard model and it can be bought wholesale for cheaper in the internal shopping sites of the major companies.
Si Chen: “It may be a bit expensive for ordinary people but they won’t be able to use it after all. But for Evolutionaries, as long as they join a company, there’s no cost.”
Dr. Sheng smiled bitterly. “It seems that the situation in every world is different. If our world could mass-produce containment boxes, we wouldn’t have to use human lives to fill them…”
“Also, I have always wanted to ask. Does Serpent Staff Gene also exist in your world? Who is in power now?”
Si Chen: “The surname of our current boss is Chen. In addition to Serpent Staff Gene, there are also several other large companies such as the Machine Core, Eight Directions Technology and Khaos Manufacturing.”
Sheng Wu had never heard of the names of the other companies and his expression was inevitably a bit blank. “I thought your world was following the path of mechanical evolution at first. But looking at you and him, it’s not the same. Generally speaking, every world follows only one evolutionary direction, depending on the type of natural disaster in your world…”
This was Si Chen and Song Ziyu’s first time hearing of this.
In their world, natural disasters were high-dimensional invasions. According to their textbooks, Space Folds produced by high-dimensional invasion is the source of all disasters.
Song Ziyu’s expression was even more confused than that of Sheng Wu. “Is there such a thing?”
Many of the Space Folds Si Chen entered weren’t simple and he would know more.
But he was not prepared to exchange information with Sheng Wu.
After all, Sheng Wu didn’t even know about the House of the Mind, so he might as well ask Turing or White King once he makes it out.
The RV was suspended in mid-air. The sky had turned completely dark and everything was pitch black. The fungi stretched out freely across the road and the fungi on the ground stood up again.
One after another, slender figures began walking towards the museum, as though making a pilgrimage.
This Space Fold had appeared in the wilderness and was larger than they imagined. As we made their way farther from the museum, an abandoned city appeared in front of them. The tall buildings were covered with mycelium and all kinds of fungi were growing there. Ignoring the pollution and parasitism of these mycelium, this place looked like a fairy tale world.
There were no plants or animals in this world. Just fungi and spores and residual inorganic matter.
Si Chen looked back and asked, “Why do these mycelium men keep walking towards the museum?”
Dr. Sheng replied, “Because of the mother plant’s control, I guess. That mother plant was born in nature and doesn’t have human intelligence. It only acts on instinct. It controls the mycelium men to go to the museum because that is where the last human survival base was. Now that there are no more people, the mother plant can no longer evolve but it still retains its original habits.”
These mycelium were already at the top of the food chain. They had no opponents and no prey.
Dr. Sheng: “But if you want to eliminate the mother plant, it’s best to eliminate it as soon as possible. Do not delay. It’s winter now, the time when the mother plant is at its weakest. There is a high probability that it won’t wake up. The mother plant has a very strong learning ability… If it discovers that living people have entered the Space Fold, unexpected changes may occur.”
Considering the two people’s positions, he added, “I might not like you but we all have the same desire to kill the mother plant. It could be said that everything I had was destroyed by the mother plant. You can rest assured. I want that thing dead more than you do.”
He was still sporulating.
Reproduction is not an easy task for any plant or animal.
Dr. Sheng was still shackled and the pink hyphae on his back continued to turn red with blood. Then soon they turned red and black, like a pulsating blood vessel.
On this red blood vessel, a yellow tumor formed, like a chicken lantern.
At first, the yellow spot was only the size of a grain of rice. As time went by, it became congested and swollen until it was as big as a grape.
Dr. Sheng was probably in some pain; his brows were furrowed tightly and there were small beads of sweat on his skin.
He let out an exhale. “You can pluck it off now.”
Si Chen took it with his hand and put it into the containment box. There were several red hyphae on the surface of this large spore. It looked like a half-hatched egg.
Dr. Sheng produced four such spores in one go.
His body was visibly worn out and the originally plump muscles deflated as though they’d leaked air.
The spot where the spores were removed began to bleed and Dr. Sheng declared, face pale, “I can’t produce a fifth one.”
Four was his limit.
Si Chen didn’t force him.
After all, this was Shen Yanxing’s body. He looked at it and although he didn’t say it, he felt a little distressed anyway.
Song Ziyu pursed his lips. When he saw Sheng Wu forming these spores, he felt as if he had seen his future giving birth to Xi He.
Baby boss in your belly would look better!!
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Childbirth is hard work…
I hope nothing wrong happens during the childbirth
Ok they’ve got four baby Shen-Shengs who can control the mycelium men. next step, world domination