As the mycelial life was exhausting the sustainability of the human brain inside the matrix, He found more tactics that could be applied on the battlefield, including drone tactics from the mind of an expert.

Although the mycelium will cannot machine out the corresponding parts for assembly, biotechnology can also do similar things.

Sugar replaces batteries, insect wings replace propellers, and even the self-destruction command can be operated through sounds of a specific frequency. The ability to self-destruct comes from the human superpower of analyzing the will of mycelium.

What is more important than all of these is the cost. The biomass required to produce these fist-sized insects is really too insignificant.

This is like a timely help for the Mycelial Will, which had just suffered a major defeat not long ago.

After experiencing a humiliating defeat, the mycelial will learned to reflect and criticize like humans.

In places invisible to humans, fungal carpets formed by countless hyphae are constantly extending, absorbing nutrients from sunlight, air and water; countless strange biological experiments are also underway, and a new attack is already in the preparation stage.

And in the space of consciousness, mycelial life is having a dialogue with itself.

Since the birth of its vague consciousness, the mycelial will has never stopped learning and growing.

As the best mentor on His path of growth and evolution, humans provide templates that are sufficient to be used for a long time.

Through his exploration of the human spiritual world, he gradually discovered a fact: since he could not be omniscient and omnipotent, the thinking of a single will would inevitably have unpredictable loopholes.

So He imitated the collective life of humans and divided his self-consciousness.

In order to avoid homogenization, His own authority and power also undergo division.

Finally, after decades of adaptation and learning, three wills emerged as the final winners.

The first one controls the vast tall grass on the north side of Hope City, and the authority allocated to him is the interference and erosion of the biofield.

The second one controls the dense fog forest on the west side of Hope City, and the authority he obtained is parasitism and fertility at the biological level.

The third domain is the complex area behind the grass and forest, which is a mixture of various plants. The authority allocated to it is the analysis and study of things.

Originally there was a fourth newly born consciousness, but unfortunately the invasion of humans some time ago directly shattered the main brain used by the new consciousness for thinking, causing it to completely disappear before it was fully formed.

Before a conscious being can truly think, it must use the human brain to develop. Otherwise, even if it successfully separates into an independent individual, it will not be able to help the collective accomplish anything.

However, the complexity of humans makes it impossible for the will that can create strange beasts to be replicated, and it can only continuously consume the brains that have been used since the birth of collective consciousness and are now gradually beginning to wear out.

The three consciousnesses now regrouped in this space of will where almost no time passed, with the aim of finding a way to continue evolving and becoming stronger.

"Humans have already known the nature of our use of brains. They will no longer easily send those individuals to provide us with superpowers and brains."

"No, you still don't understand humans well enough. I have almost traversed the consciousness spaces of more than 4,000 humans. For humans, regardless of gender, age, or personality, they all yearn for two things deep in their consciousness—adventure and a grand death."

“I don’t understand.”

"We don't need to understand. We just need to know that since those specific signals have been interfered with, they can only know anything about the outside world through the eyes of individuals. So they will definitely come, and definitely more than once."

"But... from which direction?"

"The strength of the biological field on the north side is not something they can easily overcome. Going west, they will encounter endless groups of strange beasts."

"You mean south?"

"Why can't we go south? Those traitors just obtained the terrain distribution in the south. Although they recovered a lot, several individuals still reached the border in person and witnessed the existence of the 'Abyss'."

"After seeing the 'Abyss', can you actually go back?"

"Most of them died, only a small group remained."

"What should we do?"

"The 'Abyss' will have a more serious impact on us. The battle in the south is naturally disadvantageous to us, and it is difficult to complete the capture of the brain. I think we can use alien beasts and fungal blankets to block the south and force them to go west or north. This way, we will have a greater chance of winning."

The two consciousnesses fell into deep thought in this non-existent space, while the energy consumption somewhere in the external mycelium ecosystem increased rapidly in a short period of time.

Countless sugars are transported here along the mycelium tubes and consumed quickly. A giant composite brain buried deep underground is slowly warming up.

Finally, the two consciousnesses in the consciousness space gave their agreement, and the three once again merged into one, becoming the supreme mycelium will.

The command from the highest will was simultaneously transmitted to the entire range covered by the biological field. Every mutant tree, every parasitic beast, and even those monsters that could not be explained received this message.

The mycelium began to spread, the strange beasts began to migrate, and the large-scale ecosystem stretching for thousands of kilometers began to operate without delay at this moment like an extremely sophisticated machine.

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South Gate of Hope City, on the city wall.

The soldier on duty nudged his companion:

"Just look at it if you understand it?"

Another soldier put down his binoculars and his tone became very serious:

"It's not a question of whether you can see it clearly or not. Don't you think those... strange beasts here are a little too active today?"

"Really? Let me see."

The soldier grabbed the telescope from his companion and looked at the huge long-nosed monster dancing beyond the red line in the distance.

"…Why is it like dancing?"

“I think it’s more like sending a message.”

The two soldiers fell into a brief silence, and then shouted in unison:

"Elephant talk!"

The superpower "Xiao Sheng" has slept well in recent days. As one of the managers of the underground ranch, she has been busy with things here because of her special abilities.

"Xiao Sheng" originally thought that the changes in the previous two days only caused him to change his superiors, but on the first day of the new year, he received instructions from the Speaker.

The order exempted all livestock that required special care, making those meats that had no market and had no price completely disappear, and the space was used to raise more cheap meat, which greatly reduced the intensity of her work.

It was afternoon, and a phone call woke Xiaosheng up from his sweet dream at the workbench.