Chapter 175 Jingyuan and Authority

When I woke up again, the kerosene lamp was still burning quietly, tongues of flame dancing on the wick, and the yellowish light illuminated the sewer in all directions.

Jingyuan thought he must have fallen asleep. His body had reached its limit, and he inevitably fell asleep with the feeling like a mother's embrace.

I don't know how long I slept, but judging from the changing depth of kerosene in the lamp, it shouldn't be very long, maybe only an hour or two.

I finally saw what a terrible place this was. There were molds everywhere. They pulled out fine threads and embedded themselves deeply into the cement walls, like thousands of blood vessels growing in the walls. The clusters of molds that gathered together were like

The diseased tumor looked like he was in the stomach of a monster.

These things had obviously existed in the sewers for a long time, but he had never seen them until today.

He turned his head slightly and looked at the black ghost beside him. "He" was still staring at the photo in a daze, motionless.

The bacterial fluid differentiated from "his" arm seemed to be repairing Jingyuan's body tissues. The wound on his right arm had healed and his physical strength had recovered somewhat, but his legs were still almost shattered and he could not move at all.

I got help from "him" again. "He" is like a reliable friend. Although I rarely see him in person, he will always help me when I face difficulties.

Jingyuan didn't bother "him" to stare at the group photo, he was just thinking, what does the world look like in "his" eyes?

After a while, it seemed that the black ghost noticed that he was awake and finally raised his head.

The kerosene lamp was lifted up, and the mold there surged up in an orderly manner, condensing into words on the wall.

【I remembered something】

The firelight illuminated the words, and "he" still couldn't make a sound or speak, but it seemed that "he" could control the mold nearby.

Probably "he" found this lamp in order to allow Jingyuan to see these words clearly. After all, without light, they would not be able to communicate.

"Is that you in the photo?" Jingyuan asked. His vocal organs were still intact, so he didn't need to write this time and could speak normally.

【It's me, it's you】

"I'm not you, and you're not me." Jingyuan shook his head: "We are two different people."

He didn't want to fool around with it anymore and planned to sort this out.

"I don't have the memories you have, and I don't know who the person in the photo is. What I have experienced is a completely different life from yours, so we are two people."

【It does not matter】

"." Jingyuan didn't know what to say for a moment.

[My true body is not here, so I can’t help you much]

"So your true body is in the sewer?"

【I have no idea】

"Anyway, thank you for saving me."

【I can't save you, you will die soon】

"Is he going to die soon?" Jingyuan was stunned.

[My shielding will soon expire, and you will be exposed to the fungus owner’s sight again]

"Does that mean those monsters will be chasing me soon? But how did they find me?"

The black ghost pointed to the top of the head, which was full of mold.

[These bacteria grow in the soil]

"Like a sensor?"

[Almost, so I ask you to try to go to a higher place]

"Is this so?" The doubt that had troubled Jingyuan for a long time was finally answered. No wonder he would be followed by mutants as soon as he stepped on the ground.

It seems that these molds not only grow in the sewers, but also in the soil. This land has long been covered by mycelium. Wherever he goes, he will step on the bacteria buried in the soil that are invisible to the naked eye.

Silk.

In fact, he had felt this way for a long time. After seeing this scene in the sewer, he suddenly realized it.

I remember seeing on the Internet that the largest organism in the world is a fungus. The largest fungus has hyphae covering ten square kilometers on the ground, which is almost as large as 1,665 football fields. The entire land belongs to the same strain of fungus.

species, the fungus growing on it is probably just equivalent to the body hair of that fungus.

In a harmonious natural environment, such a huge living entity can be born, not to mention this kind of abnormal mutated mold.

No wonder when he reached a high place, those mutants seemed to have lost their vision and were circling around. Because there were no ubiquitous mycelial nets in high-rise buildings, it would not be so easy to catch him when he stood on the rooftop.

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His understanding of the survival mode of mutated mold has become more profound. Probably the entire Zhoushan City belongs to the territory of the same mutated mold individual.

Where sunlight can reach, the mold there is like the part of a towering tree on the ground.

The tree crown looks majestic, but deep in the soil, there are root systems ten times larger than the tree crown that supply nutrients to it. In invisible places, the tree's root system spreads downward, which is the source of supporting the growth of the tree.

[I can block you for another ten minutes or so at most]

Ten minutes, for Jingyuan, this time is the countdown of life.

"But I still don't understand why the fungus owner must kill me."

[Because it wants to take back the control that belongs to it]

"Does control mean the authority to control those monsters?"

[I allocated part of the authority from it, so I can temporarily block it. There is also a part of you, and it wants to take this part back]

"It's on me too? How is that possible?"

[Yes, I have already felt it, you should know what it is]

"Could it be"

Jingyuan suddenly thought of that map, which contained information about monsters in the city.

If that's the part of authority he has, it seems to make sense.

That strange system is not the golden finger that comes with time travel. The functions on it are castrated and it is completely a crudely modified version of magic.

It cannot create things out of thin air, cannot peel skin with one click, and has no convenient storage space. Its only function is to provide information, display his current status in a digital format, remind him where there is danger, where he can find bargains, and even remind him where there is danger.

Fresh blood food.

That was not the information that some magical game system sorted out for him without reason. All the information came from the mycelium network that spread all over the surface, and was only expressed in a way that he could understand.

He suddenly remembered his first thought on the first day he came to this world. He wanted to finish the game he just bought. He felt that he hadn't played enough yet and wanted to play again.

Was it that idea that made that part of the authority manifest itself in the form of a "game system"?

I remember that at first, he could only see those icons when looking at the map, perhaps because subconsciously he felt that those icons would only appear on maps with place names.

Now, he doesn't need a map to see it.

Because at that time he thought, it would be great if he could see the information directly with his eyes.

No, I've thought about it before, but it wasn't that easy to change.

Is there any difference between him at that time and him in the past? Apart from changes in his thoughts?

He looked up at the mold clinging to the sewer wall, and an idea came to him.

If that was his authority, it must have changed because the number of bacteria in his body increased to a certain order of magnitude.

Changing the form requires "evolution". He became stronger and evolved, so that's why he changed like that.

That was not a free benefit at all, it was his authority. No one interfered with his authority at the beginning, so he could see clearly everywhere, and emergencies would occasionally occur.

But later, his permissions were blocked by interference, so he didn't know what happened in the city center, no "emergency" reminder popped up, and he couldn't see the whereabouts of the strange zombie cat.

At first, he couldn't see the zombie groups on the map, probably because those zombies were not considered his enemies. But later, when the controlled zombies took the initiative to attack him, he still couldn't see it, because there was something there.

It's interfering with his authority and preventing him from getting more information.

The change in the map refresh rate is also due to something interfering with his authority. Those strange zombies suddenly came in after the refresh rate changed, because his authority was almost completely blocked. This is perfect. Kill him.

opportunity, kill him, and the other party can get back that part of the authority.
Chapter completed!