The thickest mycelium was near the bathroom, while it was much sparser near the bed.

Upon closer inspection, he discovered that apart from the bed, every visible surface in the room was covered in fluff.

Except for Shekh’s snake tail hanging down to the ground.

The tiny mycelium outlined her tail and circled around it.

"Luckily, I didn't sleep on the floor..."

The fungus will avoid Shekh, but it certainly won't avoid him. If he had been lying in his sleeping bag last night, he would be covered in mold by now.

Shi Jinzhe secretly rejoiced that he had escaped another disaster.

He turned his stiff neck, relaxed his shoulders, and leaned towards the headboard. He moved very gently, but Sheikh, who was sleeping with his face close to his neck, still woke up.

Having slept in a slightly reclining position for too long, she didn't move immediately after opening her eyes.

The throbbing carotid artery gently tapped on her temple, amplifying the sound of her pulse beating in sync with her heartbeat.

Shekh thought, "That's amazing."

They are not the same kind of creature, yet their frequencies are the same.

Wanting to hear more clearly, she tilted her head and leaned upwards.

Beneath the ribbon, her rising and falling Adam's apple passed before her eyes. Shi Jinzhe realized she was awake and immediately turned back.

An unfamiliar sensation appeared on his body; his Adam's apple pressed against Shekh's slightly parted lips, biting down perfectly into that indentation.

He was stunned for a second, and when he realized what it was, he quickly leaned back and said, "Sorry, I didn't mean to."

"What do you mean by 'sorry'? Are you apologizing?" Shekh's gaze first lingered on Shi Jinzhe's neck before moving up to look at his face.

Shi Jinzhe licked his lips, seemingly a little nervous.

"Yes, apologize. You should apologize if you do something wrong."

Even if it was an accident, he felt it was very impolite to bump into a woman's mouth so rashly.

"What did you do wrong?" Shekh turned around and put a hand on his shoulder. "Did you apologize after holding me all night yesterday?"

“…Yes.” Shi Jinzhe saw that she had already come up with an excuse for herself, so he just used it. “I apologize for not getting your permission.”

"No need, I slept well last night."

"You're almost out of breath... How are you feeling better?"

"I'm just going into a deep sleep, you don't need to worry about me dying."

"I'm worried, I'm really afraid you'll die."

In this lousy game, without Sher, he would really have a hard time surviving. Even though his life wasn't in her hands, Sher had helped him a lot, and he couldn't just ignore her completely.

Shi Jinzhe didn't want to talk about this anymore. He reminded Shehe, "Today is the twenty-ninth day. There will definitely be some trouble in the next couple of days. Do you want to rest? If so, you can sleep some more. If not, I need to catch up on some sleep."

"You go to sleep." Shekh held his breath, not wanting to smell those odors.

An umbrella was handed to her; it was a prop called the "Sunny Day Umbrella."

"You have one more chance to use it, which lasts for 24 hours. Don't close it after you open it. This item only counts the number of uses, not the time. The game starts on the afternoon of the first day and should end on the afternoon of the thirtieth day. Calculate the time accordingly."

Schech took the umbrella. It was the morning of the twenty-ninth day, and the umbrella wouldn't be usable until later.

After waiting for a while, she lay down and rested her head on his shoulder.

Shekh didn't sleep; he kept listening to the sounds outside. The seawater was flooding the remaining ground and surging into the fourth level. The rise was not fast, and many mutated creatures were floating on the surface.

The hairy monsters move freely in the water, and they crowd into the building, taking up all the space.

The hairy monster on the eleventh floor, with its head resting on the ceiling and its face pressed against the wall, strained to look up.

Shech was curious about what they were looking at.

The hairy monster doesn't eat people; its attacks are intended to spread the disease. Its intense focus on one direction suggests it's searching for something.

Her vision returned to the twelfth floor, and following the head of the hairy monster, she finally located it in Mr. Lan's room.

Every time Mr. Lan took a step in the room, the hairy monster on the eleventh floor would move along with him.

The original target was Mr. Lan.

After observing these things, Shekh listened to other things.

All the researchers were infected, and the players didn't want to go back to the dismemberment room. Who knew how that player had mutated? They planned to throw all nine of them out the window.

With neither Shi Jinzhe nor Xiao Ji present, the 10 players voted unanimously, with 8 agreeing and 2 abstaining.

With the help of props and skills, the nine infected people were unable to resist and were all thrown into the water downstairs.

At this point, only two indigenous residents remained in the entire building: Lan Tuwen, whose infection had stopped, and Mr. Lan, who was not infected.

As noon approached, the indoor lighting was dim, and the windows were covered by the rampant fungal growth outside, blocking out the light.

The mycelium in the room was also growing. When I woke up, I saw the mycelium on the ceiling like a net, and I had the illusion that the room had been sealed off for ten years.

Shekh, finding the ground dirty, had already transformed himself into human form. Seeing that he was awake, he told Shi Jinzhe that the hairy monster was looking for Mr. Lan.

Shi Jinzhe: "After we finish eating, let's go find Mr. Lan."

"I don't want to eat those anymore." Shekh had had enough of fast food; she wanted something freshly made.

"There are no safe ingredients here. Wait a day, and I'll take you out to eat something delicious."

Shi Jinzhe changed into chemical protective safety shoes, stood at the head of the bed, took out a bottle of water, and did a quick wash.

After taking the antibacterial pill, he brought Sheh water and watched her sit on the bed, burying her face in the tub to wash it. She soaked for two minutes before lifting her head.

After eating a quick bite, he picked up Shekh and left the room.

The mycelium in the corridor was much longer than in the room, and one had to constantly turn their head to avoid the hanging mycelium when walking.

After walking a few steps, a player I didn't recognize caught up with me.

He glanced back and saw that the man wasn't wearing any protective gear, didn't seem anxious, and even had a smile on his face, which was very suspicious.

He doesn't wear it because he has antibacterial pills and unknown abilities for protection, but what about this person?

The more Shi Jinzhe thought about it, the more suspicious he became. He gripped Shehe's hand tightly, giving her a hint that there was something wrong with this person.

Schech stared at the player who was gradually closing the distance. His gaze passed through himself and Shi Jinzhe and went to Mr. Lan's room.

She understood, and threw a candy at the player's feet. The player stopped and looked over.

A pair of illusory purple eyes met his gaze, and the stiff smile on his face was instantly frozen. His whole body quickly turned to stone, and he stood there in the corridor.

She told Shi Jinzhe, "These fungi really can control people."

Xiao Ji's guess was correct; fungi retain consciousness, and they only control the actions of other organisms.

They killed too quickly the previous times and didn't notice this.

Shi Jinzhe moved away from the door and walked along one side of the corridor: "My body is dead, but my spirit is worse than dead. Lan Tuwen, that old man, is really crazy."

When they arrived at Mr. Lan's room, Shi Jinzhe knocked on the door.

Xiao Ji opened the door and stepped aside to let the two people in, telling them what had happened that day.

Shekh had already said these things, and Shi Jinzhe nodded to indicate that he understood.

Xiao Ji: "Actually, I think the dismemberment and disposal of the body down the drain is the reason why the fungus grew so quickly in the building. The person was infected, so how safe could the body parts be? Maybe without the barrier of skin, they would grow even faster."

He rested his chin on his hand, "I should have objected back then."

Shi Jinzhe said, "It's no use for you to object. Some results are applicable now, but not for the future."

Xiao Ji thought about it and agreed. After the bone was completely mutated, no one could hurt it except for the older sister that Shi Jin was holding.

When the time comes, the hairy monster will grab one in each hand, and the person being grabbed will instantly mutate, so the result will still be the same.