South of Hope City, Abyss.
The biomass, as thick as pitch, gradually surged upward, a change that was almost invisible to the naked eye, but it was happening, unmistakably.
This substance, which seemed to be extremely dark and could absorb all light, emerged from the so-called "abyss".
In fact, this so-called "abyss" is not that deep, only a few hundred meters.
But it is precisely because of the existence of this pure black substance that all exploration is almost impossible.
Because people really do eat each other here.
Along with the black substance, there also surged up several beacons previously released by humans, as well as strange beasts that had turned completely into skeletons.
The black "lava" swept across the earth, devouring the small plants attached to the dry and solid surface, and soon spread to an "oasis" consisting of a small group of exotic beasts and trees.
A two-headed hyena suddenly raised its head and looked at the black line approaching in the distance, and inevitably became hostile towards it.
Its body arched slightly, trying to drive back the endless enemy, but this was of no use against the lifeless black tide.
It wanted to escape, but saw the black sticky substance surrounding it, and finally the two-headed hyena made the final decision.
It charged towards this incomprehensible thing. Its two heads had two mouths, and dozens of sharp teeth bit into the black substance.
Unexpectedly, this stuff was not scalding hot and had no taste. It was just plain sticky, extremely sticky.
The hyena couldn't pull its teeth out. It struggled hard and roared in fear. The sound came out of its narrow nasal cavity, but was soon drowned out by the black substance.
The strange beast disappeared in the black tide, and along with it, the oasis with dozens of shrubs and large trees completely disappeared.
At the moment the oasis disappeared, an extremely thin hyphae sent out the first signal since its existence.
Just as Fran and Wang Xiao reported the changes in the "Abyss" to humans, this signal was also strengthened by the oases on the road and was eventually known by Atropos, one of the three consciousnesses.
Atropos, who was conducting surgical research with dozens of human elites, was briefly stunned when he learned the news, and even the cognitive filters of these limited resurrected humans were ineffective for a moment.
In less than a second, they saw the patient in front of them turn into a mass of rotten flesh, the specimens under the microscope turned into rampant mycelium, and the laboratory turned into a botanical paradise in ruins.
But soon with the return of Atropos' main consciousness, all their behaviors returned to normal.
Time is running out.
Atropos thought so.
He was carrying out a great cause, at least that's what He thought.
Just as most normal humans believe in the theory of evolution, Atropos also believes that his own people have their origins.
Although the hyphae have now begun to evolve into three branches, they were once one. Before that, consciousness had not yet differentiated. Before that, the external manifestations were not mostly in the form of plants, but were closer to animals that could move because of the harsh living environment.
But what about before that?
Humans know that they evolved from monkeys, and as long as they are willing to trace their roots, they can find the ancestors of monkeys.
But mycelial life does not know where it came from.
This concept, which should have existed in philosophy, has now trapped Atropos. He must figure this out, figure out his own origins, before he knows which direction to evolve next. Otherwise, his previous understanding of population limits will eventually become a thorn, forever affecting his immortal life.
Because He has realized his own limits and the natural barriers that exist within this population.
He wants to become a "sage"-like existence in human consciousness and find a new path for the mycelium.
And all of this begins with using humans to analyze Himself.
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Later, a long confession was placed in front of Arthur.
The confession of the captured monster lasted for several hours. Because there was no one to question or guide him, he could only use the most basic and simple method. He started from the time he could remember, and talked about everything in detail until midnight. Only then did he talk about how he was defeated by Wang Xiao and his men due to a single mistake. It sounded like the end of a medieval hero.
Zou Cong followed the basic agreement and completely relieved the other party after the other party converted everything in his memory into video and audio recordings.
Looking at the blazing incinerator, Zou Cong couldn't help but marvel at the powerful recovery ability of this strange beast.
During the nearly ten hours of interrogation, because of the nutrition supplied by the outside world, it has been constantly growing itself. In the end, the incinerator does not even need to add fuel. The monster's own flesh and blood is enough to maintain the burning state.
At this point, even the remaining ashes after burning had piled up into a large cone.
On the other hand, the important information from the confessions of the alien beasts has been extracted by [Tianmu] and made public to important personnel within the research institute.
With the corruption of Ain and others, and the interrogation that Zou Cong is now in charge of, the human side has been able to match the two mycelium wills with the authority in charge.
Lachesis controls the biofield and excels at infiltration and erosion.
And Clotho controls the breeding of exotic beasts and is good at launching beast tide attacks from the front.
With these two correct options eliminated, Lin Qingliu could roughly guess what Atropos was responsible for.
But the more he thought about it, the more anxious he became. There was no doubt that among the three consciousnesses, Atropos had the highest limit because he mastered learning and evolution.
If such a consciousness is allowed to develop, the consequences may be really unimaginable. At this point, all Lin Qingliu can do is to let his believers continue to hone themselves in the battle of blood and fire, so that they can reach the dividing line between man and God as soon as possible.
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On the battlefield in the outer city, a strange beast with a broken leg crawled out from a pile of corpses.
Just as it was about to climb the city wall and launch an attack again, another voice suddenly appeared in its mind.
That voice did not belong to the mother, nor to its creator, but it was equally magnificent and layered, and equally unattainable.
In just a moment, the strange beast's self was destroyed.
It became a puppet of Lachesis, staggering towards the misty forest with its lame legs.
Tree species, tree species!
Generous Klotho wouldn't care.
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