Chapter 142
Rather than giving birth, Song Ziyu seemed to be physiologically vomiting
He threw up the leech-like larvae of an Eternal Life Abyss.
Fear appeared in Sheng Wu’s crimson eyes. “Why is there another one here?!”
As he spoke, strand after strand of mycelium made to wrap around the Eternal Life Abyss’ body.
Were this an ordinary Eternal Life Abyss larvae, such as the newborn Si Yuan, it would probably be helpless against Dr. Sheng.
Even with species suppression, hyenas still know how to kill lion cubs.
But it was Xi He had Song Ziyu that thrown up.
Xi He’s current state was nothing compared to when he’d been in the Khaos Manufacturing Facility, let alone when he’d been in his prime.
Regardless, he was a very powerful Eternal Life Abyss.
These mycelium strands could not penetrate at all into Xi He’s body. They were even fatally poisoned by the mucus covering Xi He.
This black leech was nearly a meter long, with a row of annular mouthparts on its abdomen. Its surface was covered with mucus and lined with fine blood vessels.
Almost instinctively, he rushed towards the food in front of him.
Xi He bit down on Dr. Sheng’s spine and from the swath of dark red mycelium, he pulled out a small, tender pink hyphae.
Sheng Wu’s originally immensely powerful aura dropped like a rock. Clouds of poisonous spores exploded from his body.
Special Property: Spore Burst.
Unlike the parasitic spores used to control others, these spores were created by consuming parts of his own body. There were so many of them and each one contained extremely powerful toxins.
The crimson spores were like mineral salts, sprinkled all over the surface of the Eternal Life Abyss’ body.
Unfortunately for Dr. Sheng, the Eternal Life Abyss itself was extremely resistant to toxins and poisons.
Those Eternal Life Abysses with poor resistance to toxins had all been poisoned by eating random food during the evolution process.
In order to prevent the poisonous spores from spreading outwards, Xi He even stood up and sucked the spores from out the air and into his stomach.
These spores weren’t completely ineffective.
Xi He’s skin was poisoned with small blisters, making this already hideous larvae look even more disgusting.
He lowered his head, pulled out another piece of mycelium from Sheng Wu’s body and slurped it into his stomach.
Unlike Si Yuan, that garbage can that could eat everything, Xi He didn’t particularly like mushrooms.
But emerging from Song Ziyu had consumed a lot of energy. If he could not get energy from the outside world, he would be forced to take it from his ‘mother’s’ body.
If he doesn’t eat something, he will drain Song Ziyu to death.
Xi He ate without restraint, as if he were devouring a luxury wild mushroom buffet completely free of charge.
Realizing that his attacks were ineffective, panic began to set in.
Sheng Wu made the same choice as Song Ziyu had.
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Song Ziyu was still vomiting but this time he was vomiting bits of broken internal organs.
The corners of his eyes were red, his face was pale and the moisture on his face could either be sweat, tears or both.
The Eternal Life Abyss stood up.
It had no eyes and only two breathing holes but it could still sense that Song Ziyu’s condition wasn’t good.
He had injected himself with gene medicine. But the most crucial point wasn’t the injuries on his body but the fungal spores floating in the air.
So, Xi He thought for a moment and then crawled back into Song Ziyu’s body through his mouth.
Song Ziyu’s throat twitched reflexively. He clutched the leather carpet underneath and watched as his abdomen swelled once again.
After a long time, the twitching subsided.
Song Ziyu lay weakly on the ground and smiled bitterly. “Ancestor, just what kind of monster did you ask me to raise…”
***
Inside the third floor laboratory.
According to mythology, anyone who looks directly into Medusa’s eyes will turn to stone.
The slime mold man in front of him was like the unsolvable Medusa; but its method of casting spells wasn’t by having people look at it, but by emitting spores.
These spores were extremely corrosive and they immediately dissolved the protective clothing Si Chen was wearing.
The spores burrowed into his flesh, the blood-red meat turning in a hotbed for breeding. Strands of hyphae began to sprout, causing burning pain and swelling.
Si Chen knew that in just a few breaths, mushrooms would grow on the surface of his skin.
These mushrooms were the same bright orange color as the one in Sheng Wu’s story.
Si Chen injected the slime mold solution into his body and instantly, a scorching pain arose.
After merging with the Eternal Life Abyss, Si Chen had become very insensitive to pain. It was like being under anesthesia at all times. When injured, he could feel his muscles being torn but he couldn’t feel the pain.
But at this time, Si Chen could clearly feel the slime mold solution circulating in his body.
They were like street sweepers, starting to work as soon as they entered Si Chen’s body. With an incomparably rude and unreasonable attitude, they occupied every inch of his body.
The newly grown hyphae inside him were swallowed up by the slime mold but Si Chen’s condition did not improve.
Strands of mycelium kept growing back; like grass seeds blown by the spring breeze.
They filled every blood vessel. Mixing with his blood, travelling to every part of him. Some went outward, corroding his flesh; some went inward, corrupting his internal organs. Some even wrapped around the surface of his bones.
The two slime mold people slowly walked towards Si Chen.
Although they appeared to be two separate individuals, they were actually the same creature.
Many years ago, the mother plant was a long, tall and thin mycelium man. It looked much like a mature wild ginseng.
Then it was hemmed in by slime mold.
The slime mold couldn’t kill it but it also couldn’t destroy the ever-corroding slime mold. During its long evolution, the two evolutionary species merged into one. Eventually, the more viable mycelium took over.
One after the other, the two slime mold people embraced Si Chen, as if they wanted to completely integrate themselves into Si Chen’s body.
At this moment, the mother plant’s contagiousness was most vividly displayed.
If it weren’t for the restraining effect of the Eternal Life Abyss on mycelium, he would have already been infected and turned into a mycelium man devoid of his own consciousness.
The mother plant had been fighting slime mold here for thousands of years, evolving through competition. It has survived to this day and the power of the spores it released weren’t of the same level as those of the mycelium outside.
Slime molds are liquid organisms. They tore open the protective clothing, got in from wherever they could and stuck to Si Chen’s body.
Si Chen snorted from his nose.
The two slime mold figures were like balls of water and they covered him completely.
The ignited flames only made them shrink in size and slowed their movements.
Si Chen took out the knife, intending to kill the mother plant. But cutting these gelatinous slime molds with the dagger was like cutting through water.
After the blade passed through, the slime healed automatically.
Si Chen knew that there was a high probability that he’d been set up by Sheng Wu.
But at this moment, annoyance was of no use. Si Chen’s expression remained calm. He was even carefully observing the distortions of his body.
In addition to the hyphae growing on the surface, those slender strands of mycelium had begun to slowly spread within his body, seeming to want to form a network.
If you were to peel Si Chen’s skin right now now, you would see the intertwined threads of mycelium buried under the flesh.
At his spine, Si Chen saw a slight bulge through the scan courtesy of his prosthetic eye.
The mother plant wanted to plant spores in Si Chen’s body.
Si Chen was now like filling wrapped in translucent pectin. And those mycelium were the frosting sprinkled on the surface.
Just like how Sheng Wu controlled Shen Yanxing’s body, the mother plant also wanted Si Chen’s body.
Although its IQ wasn’t high, the mother plant instinctively sensed that parasitizing Si Chen was its only chance to leave this place.
In an instant, Si Chen had an even crazier idea.
Although he didn’t know whether it would succeed, he had no other choice but to try.
With much effort he controlled his arms and took out the containment box containing the parasitic spores from his pocket.
Because countless hyphae were penetrating his body, his every movement produced needle-like pricks of pain.
A spray of blood exploded in the mucus.
Four orange-yellow spores the size of grapes floated in the viscous substance.
Under Si Chen’s urging, these small spores slowly grew red fungal threads.
It was a very strange sensation. The parasitic spores and their new mycelium threads seemed to have become an extension his body.
Si Chen could even see himself and the other slime molds wrapped in with them from the perspective of the spores and the mycelium threads.
Flames ignited all over him, burning every mycelium that weren’t his, trying to buy more time for his parasitic spores to develop.
Two different colored mycelium began fighting inside the slime mold’s body.
The mother plant’s mycelium threads were golden while Si Chen’s mycelium threads were red.
The golden fungal threads strangled all the red mycelium without hesitation. They had the absolute advantage in numbers. However, although the red threads were spare, they were very alert, quick and nimble. With the help of the Eternal Life Abyss, they kept spraying bursts of small spores while dodging attacks, playing guerrilla warfare.
Si Chen started to feel sleepy.
There was no way to resist this kind of sleepiness. It was overwhelming, similar to how he’d felt during previous evolutions but also different.
Si Chen closed his eyes.
The next second, he heard the sound of falling water.
It was the sound of rain.
Si Chen felt dizzy, his throat was swollen and aching. His eyelids were so heavy that he could barely open them.
He heard someone’s voice. “Sheng Wu, don’t sleep, don’t sleep!”
Si Chen opened his eyes.
Above him was the stone ceiling of a cave. The large leaves of some plant covered the entrance of the cave but rainwater kept seeping into the soil that made up the cave’s floor, creating a wet layer.
Si Chen also saw the man in front of him.
The man wasn’t handsome, but he wasn’t ugly. He was mostly unremarkable but if you change the angle and shape, you could describe him as friendly-looking. All in all, he looked like an honest man who would make a good husband.
Si Chen was sure that he had never seen this face before.
But he quickly realized who this face belonged to.
This was the friend who traveled with Dr. Sheng; the snake that rotted and sprouted mushrooms from its body.
Si Chen wasn’t a mycelium man. Both the mycelium and the spores had come from Sheng Wu. This was probably Dr. Sheng’s deepest hidden memory.
Si Chen could even vaguely match a name to this face.
He Jinglin.
However, this memory seemed to be somewhat distorted as the cave was full of mycelium.
“You’re awake. As long as you’re okay…”
A faint smile appeared on He Jinglin’s face: “Do you know how long you’ve been sleeping? I’ve been waiting for you for so long.”
Si Chen was still a little confused about the situation so he just shook his head slowly.
He Jinglin’s smile remained the same but tiny dots slowly grew on his skin. The orange-yellow mycelium began to spin and fresh mushrooms grew on his body.
He Jinglin said, “It’s been 1924 years and 71 days.”
Si Chen realized something in an instant.
He Jinglin was the mother plant.
The description of the fungi growing inside his body is SO DISGUSTING!!! I CAN’T 😭😱 Hope they will get out of there soon 😭😤
You can do it, Si Chen!
Thank you for the chapter! ☺️🙏
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Can I ask who the people in the profile photo are?
They’re Demian/Dimitri and Astrad from ‘The Dark Lord’s Confession’! It’s a gorgeous manhwa with a lot of fantastical elements, emotional development, and cosmic & religious imagery. It’s also very lgbtq+ (the creator wrote on twitter: GL 장르냐는 질문 들을 때마다 너무 난감하다… 장르는 판타지고요! 모든 인물은 기본적으로 양성 애자로 생각하고 있는데 동성애자가 몇 명 있습니다! “~)
Wow, main character is here
Thank you for your translation 💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙
Oh sh*t! Thanks for the chapters!!
Xi He appears! Out of all the ways it could exit Song Ziyu’s body, this was probably the kindest? 😖