Chapter 461 Chapter 461 Little Mushroom - Poisonous Version...

And the way they eat——

Gu Liuming looked down at the little mushroom cub, who was eating with great relish.

never mind.

Gu Liuming thought - what a poor little thing who has never seen anything.

Gu Liuming didn't say anything more.

Just after the little guy finished eating the rice, he looked at the little guy and asked.

"Do you want more?"

The little mushroom baby tilted its little head up and looked at him, blinking its big eyes.

Also, can I have it again?

But isn’t it already finished?

From childhood to adulthood, the marginalized Little Mushroom has never received any preferential treatment or privileges.

The little cub was a little embarrassed. Holding up his clean lunch box, he looked at Gu Liuming and asked cautiously, "Do you want it?"

"Wait."

Gu Liuming spoke casually, then took out a few cans from his space -

There are no fresh ingredients, and it is very troublesome to find them here, and those ingredients are generally dangerous.

It is unlikely that Gu Liuming would take such a little guy to look for it by himself.

The little cub just looked up at Gu Liuming, blinking his big eyes. The little guy was not too surprised about the superpowers. After all, there were many magical powers in the supernatural world.

But this was the first time the little cub had met someone like Gu Liuming.

He heard Gu Liuming mutter softly.

"Isn't it bad for such a child to eat so much oil... or this?"

Gu Liuming chose for a long time among several cans, and finally opened a soup can with a frown.

The vegetables inside were not really that fresh, they were just edible. Gu Liuming himself didn't really like this kind of canned food, so he only brought a few.

Gu Liuming opened the can and placed it on a small fire, watching the can slowly heat up.

The little cub was still looking at him with its little head tilted back.

Gu Liuming glanced sideways at the little fellow and asked casually, "What are you doing?"

Is this one specially opened for Momo?

The little mushroom cub was dazed and didn't say much at this time. He turned his head carefully and looked at the soup pot that began to gurgle and emit small bubbles.

"No, no..." The little mushroom cub whispered, then, as if to hide his panic, he spoke again, "What is this? It smells nice too, is there potato inside? Momo has seen potatoes, but has never smelled anything like this - what is that red thing?"

Gu Liuming reached out and pinched the little cub's mouth.

The soft, nagging baby voice suddenly stopped.

The little mushroom opened its big eyes wide and looked at Gu Liuming.

Gu Liuming said, "Eat."

Where on earth does this little guy get so much to say?

Gu Liuming thought to himself and began to pour hot soup and rice into the little guy's lunch box.

The little mushroom uttered an "oh" and lowered his head obediently, putting the hot soup and rice into his mouth again.

Delicious——

It's warm, not leftover, and not hard to swallow, and it doesn't look disgusting.

There was a faint light of water in the little mushroom's big eyes. The whole cub looked soft, stuffing spoonful after spoonful of rice into its mouth.

It's finally quiet.

Gu Liuming thought about it and looked at the cub again. He was about to look away, but turned his head back suddenly.

"What happened again?"

Why do you look like you're about to cry?

He shouldn't have provoked this little guy, right?

I was afraid that the sunlight would block him out, so I cooked for him when he was hungry.

You're almost completely obedient, so why do you, such a little thing, look like you're about to cry?

Don't accuse him of abusing the cubs.

Gu Liuming was almost convinced.

But the cub wiped his eyes and raised his eyes. His big green eyes were clear and bright, and he looked particularly beautiful.

The color is so rich that I can't help but want to praise it whenever I see it.

At this moment, the kid was particularly serious and spoke in a baby voice.

"You are a good person. Mo Mo has never met a good person like you."

The little guy had such bad experiences in the past that it was really easy to please him. He was just frightened by Gu Liuming and his body was shaking, and his words were trembling, but in the end, he was given a good guy card with just two cans of food.

At this moment, Gu Liuming, the renowned Great Demon King of the entire Human Base City and one of the top psychics, received the Good Guy Card. He looked at the little guy and finally uttered a short, questioning sound: "Huh?"

*

at the same time.

The largest human base city in the apocalypse—Jingshen Guild.

The atmosphere in the meeting room was very depressing. The psychics of this top-level union were leaning here in twos and threes, looking very dissatisfied with everything and disgusted with the world.

Someone was touching the cards, fiddling with them casually.

Finally, someone spoke.

"How many days has the Guild Master been missing in the regional dungeon?"

This caught their attention.

"Oh, it's already the third day."

"Has he been missing for so long this time? He must be dead, haha."

"Maybe. Anyway, looking at the president's expression, he doesn't seem to want to live anymore."

"Hey, doesn't that mean the other guilds will benefit? How annoying! Will our guild's ranking drop?"

"Aren't there still those 3S-level guys who don't care about anything? And this guy who's only focused on playing games—Hey, quasi-3S-level boss, please pay attention to your president."

The man was lazy and very young, he seemed to be only ten years old. He was holding a big screen in his hands, looking like an internet addict, with big earphones on his head. When someone put something next to his ear and started yelling at him, he slowly took off the earphones and raised his eyelids to glance at the other person.

The face that already showed the future handsome bone structure showed some indifference.

"If you're in such a hurry, go find it yourself. What's the point of being a quasi-3s level? I just entered the 2s level and I'm always going berserk. Let me go and sue you for child abuse, illegal child labor, bullying minors, and even trying to silence the president by using a minor."

People around: ...

"Where does the law even exist these days?! Ming-san, have you lost your brain from playing games?"

That is, everyone has become familiar with each other during the mission, and he is not even ten years old but has matured rapidly in such a doomsday. Because of his superpowers, he looks a little stronger than his age, and he has done a lot of naughty things. Otherwise, these guys would definitely not dare to be so presumptuous in front of Ming Sang, a guy with powerful superpowers.

“Alright, alright—”

Mingsang raised his head and leaned back.

"Have you noticed? The president's name has already lit up in the communicator and is still flashing, proving he's somewhere between signal availability and no signal. He'll probably be back in a few days, judging by how you all are."

“Oh, it’s true!”

"When did it happen?"

Because these psychics had to deal with some troublesome and difficult things, including some tasks issued by the official before, some psychics formed fixed teams similar to unions for convenience. Finally, after humans and natural disaster zombies gradually stabilized, several fixed unions were formed.

And because of the hot tempers among the psychics, this group of people looks down on each other. In addition, the psychics are now beginning to alienate, and some of them are beginning to collapse, hurting others and themselves. The friction between the unions is also very serious. Faced with these unions where psychics who were not recruited in the early years but were later promoted to the 3s level exist, the official is unable to regulate.

"It was when you were arguing."

Ming Sang muttered something, put his big headphones back on, and lowered his head to continue playing his game.

Arrogant and domineering attitude.

"But if he doesn't reply to my message—oh, it doesn't matter. You can try it yourself and you'll know. The president probably won't bother to reply."

Everyone around: ...

"The child is so unlovable."

"Yeah, kids are really not cute these days."

"No, there's no such thing as a child being cute, okay? He's a little Deng now, and in a few years he'll grow up to be a middle Deng, and then he'll be an old Deng."

"Hello--"

Ming Sang raised his eyes.

"It's not like I can't hear at all."

Finally, the extremely depressing meeting room regained some warmth and a group of people started laughing.

I have seen too many cases of people with special abilities collapsing and dying.

They all knew what was going on and were always on edge. The relationship between them couldn't be said to be very close, but after working together for a long time, seeing Gu Liuming's situation, they became alert.

At this moment, Gu Liuming was holding on, and they would never suffer from a mental breakdown caused by his powerful superpowers.

In the meeting room, which had relaxed a little, someone stood up feeling bored. He held a handful of cards in his hand and walked forward casually.

Someone followed behind me.

"Ban Zhong, aren't you waiting for the president to come back?"

"Come back? When will he come back?"

The young man turned his head slowly, his eyelids drooping and looking unable to lift them.

Then he laughed coldly.

"Haven't you noticed? This world has a terrible taste. It pushes people into despair, then suddenly gives them hope. After giving them hope, it leads them back into despair again. Forget it. A new and even greater wave of disasters is coming."

He raised his hand and pointed outside, then pointed at the other person and himself.

"Gu Liuming, neither you nor I can escape."

*

At this moment, the little mushroom was trying hard to stuff rice into his mouth.

He didn't even raise his little head.

But it was obvious that the little guy's eating speed gradually slowed down.

After all, he is still young and he can't fit in.

"Can't eat anymore?"

Gu Liuming looked down at the kid and said something out of the blue that scared the little guy.

"Mo Mo, Mo Mo is okay——"

The cub was obviously a little bloated and ate too fast, so he burped a little and spoke in halting sentences.

He also wanted to stuff it into his mouth.

Then the lunch box was taken away by Gu Liuming.

Gu Liuming was indeed too lazy to look at any information on the communicator.

Look at the half of the meal left by the little guy.

"If you can't eat anymore, just say you're full—"

How much food does such a little thing want to stuff into his stomach? Gu Liuming left some allowance for the little guy from the beginning, that is, gave him some extra. He didn't want to say anything, but seeing that the little guy was stuffing his mouth with food, he couldn't help himself.

Gu Liuming was casually trying to help the little guy finish the remaining food.

The little mushroom baby suddenly jumped up, hiccuping and chirping: "No, you can't eat it."

"What?"

The little mushroom was too weak to stop Gu Liuming from putting it into his mouth.

Gu Liuming paid attention and took a look at the little guy.

Seeing the little guy's face full of anxiety.

"It's poisonous. Don't eat it."

The things Momo ate seemed to be poisonous.