During the time he was a mushroom, he didn't have much of a concept of time. The rising and setting of the sun was a natural law. He didn't know how long he had been throwing away spores.
February 14th, according to human seasons, was a time when the sun had not yet passed. That was indeed the case. In his memory and dreams, he still recalled the sound of the howling cold wind on the night when he threw away the spores.
There would never be another mushroom in the world that would throw away spores in the same season. He and Lu met long before that meeting at the city gate. Or maybe it was just a wall between them, and the judge took the spores off his body with his own hands.
He paused, flipping the work manual back, and on the next page, on February 20, Lu Xun returned to the base and wrote "handed over to the lighthouse".
After his eyes stayed on this line for three seconds, he turned the diary back to June 17 and put the black ballpoint pen back on the page, as if it had never been read.
An Zhe moved his eyes away from the manual and looked at the wall behind the desk. The judge has supreme power in the base. He can shoot anyone, order all institutions in the city to cooperate, and mobilize soldiers from the city defense post in an emergency, just like that day in the supply station square. However, despite his high position and power, his residence in the city defense post is even more deserted and simple than Anzhe's own room. Even the walls are only a thin layer of whitewash, revealing the gray cement texture behind.
On this grayish-white wall, a little higher than a person, eight characters are printed in red paint, one dot at a time.
"Human interests are above all else."
An Zhe shuddered slightly. The dungeon was too cold, and he still didn't slow down. He moved his eyes to the bed beside him, and after a few seconds of hesitation, he went there.
His head sank into the pillow. He didn't dare to wrap himself up with the quilt as usual, so he draped it loosely around his body and curled up. The quilt, pillow, and bed sheet were all standard supplies of the base. There was no difference in the quilts of the prisoners in the dungeon, and even the smell of the artificial fiber was the same. But Anzhe felt very different - sleeping on the judge's bed, and hearing the brief conversation of someone in the office across the wall, it was a hard-to-describe feeling, very dangerous, but very safe. Anyone
would suffer from insomnia in this situation, let alone he was a mushroom.
- But he didn't suffer from insomnia for too long. In his wild thoughts, his body gradually warmed up because of the quilt, and the world in front of him gradually blurred, and he fell into a dream.
Anzhe was woken up by someone, and he was sure that it was a short time since he fell asleep.
One moment he was in the wilderness, experiencing the feeling of having his spores dug out for the umpteenth time, and the next moment he felt a hand patting the pillow next to him.
An Zhe was startled, opened his eyes, and met a pair of cold green eyes, just like the murderer who dug out his spores.
Lu Xun lifted his quilt and said very quickly, "Evacuate."
He didn't need to say it clearly. The moment he woke up, An Zhe also felt the building under him tremble slightly, and the dungeon seemed to be shaking - are there worms under this building?
After a brief thought, the wavy alarm sounded long, which was the evacuation signal.
He didn't have time to think, and quickly got out of bed and put on his shoes. Lu Xun grabbed his shoulder and took him out of the room. The cold wind poured in from the open door. An Zhe shuddered from the warm quilt and suddenly came to this situation. Then, he felt Lu Xun's hand holding him suddenly stop. A
black shadow hooded his head, and his body sank. It was Lu Xun who took the coat from the hanger beside him and threw it on him. An Zhe didn't have time to say thank you, and reached out to grab the coat. Without stopping, Lu Xun quickly picked up the work manual and ballpoint pen from the table, stuffed them into Anzhe's coat pocket, and then grabbed his wrist and walked out quickly. Two judges were already waiting at the door. When they saw Lu Xun, they immediately shouted, "Captain!"
- Then, the two of them looked at Anzhe without hesitation.
Lu Xun said nothing, and the group went downstairs from the nearest emergency exit. The emergency exit was pitch black. The monster's attack affected the electrical system, and a green fluorescent indicator light was still on. The stairs were narrow and steep, and could barely accommodate two people side by side. It just so happened that the other three people moved too fast. After being dragged down one floor by Lu Xun, An Zhe had already stumbled several times. He realized that unless he turned into hyphae, he would not only be unable to keep up with the pace of these people, but would also slow down Lu Xun.
He was just about to tell Lu Xun that he didn't need to be pulled, and that he could walk on his own, when he suddenly felt a force on his shoulder, and Lu Xun grabbed his shoulder and pulled him to the side and back. An Zhe was still inertial from going downstairs, and suddenly bumped into Lu Xun's back. He was hit by Lu Xun's badge on his forehead before, and now he was hit by his shoulder badge. The stairs were diagonally downward, and he was higher than Lu Xun. With this collision, he could not move forward to grab Lu Xun.
Then, he was carried on the man's back.
Holding the judge's neck, Anzhe recalled the chaotic but seemingly logical series of actions just now, and felt very magical.
The key point was that this person seemed to be carrying him effortlessly, jumping down a few steps easily, landing steadily, and then running a few steps, flipping out of the second-floor window, and borrowing the platform outside the first-floor window. Anzhe heard the sound of wind whistling in his ears, and somehow, Lu Xun landed on the lawn downstairs.
Lu Xun's body obviously didn't have the obvious and strong muscles like Vance or Howard, but through several layers of clothes, An Zhe could still feel the horror of this human body tense and bursting out at that moment. The human body is not as soft as fungus.
After Lu Xun landed, two landing sounds came from behind very quickly. It was the other two judges.
An Zhe felt very useful just by hugging Lu Xun, even though this was also a human body.
The difference between people is greater than the difference between people and mushrooms, and he realized this.
But three seconds later, he realized that everyone in the courtyard was looking at him. It was early in the morning, and the light mist did not block other people's sight. Boss Xiao showed his head from the nearest tent, first glanced at Lu Xun, then glanced at him, and then began to wink at him.
Lu Xun let him go, and An Zhe also let go of his arms around his neck and landed.
"Thank you." He said.
"You're welcome." Lu Xun said calmly, "Go to the tent."
The tent was just a few steps away. An Zhe responded and turned around, but ran into Howard.
Lu Xun: "What's going on?"
"The situation has changed. Suddenly, there are a lot of bugs. The lighthouse staff came and turned on the radar, showing that there are bugs under the four buildings," Howard said, "not just one or two, but living in groups. There is a bug nest under the city defense station. They broke through the ground and tried to attack the people in the building."
Lu Xun: "Everyone evacuate?"
"Everyone evacuate, you too." Howard said decisively.
Lu Xun said, "Show me the radar imaging."
"No need to see, there's no hope."
Lu Xun: "The dispersal device is here."
Howard's voice also turned cold, and he responded tit-for-tat: "The dispersal device cannot be saved, how many times do you want me to say it? After evacuation, I will immediately contact the dispersal center to increase the intensity of the other nine dispersals."
An Zhe looked back and saw Lu Xun's expression was cold, his hands clasped, a gun on his waist, and he repeated word by word: "Show me the radar imaging."
"You!" Howard seemed angry, but he was afraid of the judge's prerogative to kill people at any time and anywhere, so he waved his hand in one direction.
A man in a simple shirt came over from the other side, holding a black instrument in his hand. Lu Xun took the instrument from him and scanned the screen.
An Zhe watched the temperature of this man's face drop from zero degrees to minus eight degrees, and his voice was so cold that it could freeze ice chips.
"The monsters are not targeting the people in the building, but the dispersals." He looked up at Howard and spoke very quickly: "There are dispersals in the atrium. The foundation has been reinforced and cannot be broken. They can come out from under the buildings on all sides."
Howard: "The report given by the lighthouse does not support your conclusion, Colonel Lu."
"I spend half of the year in the abyss." Lu Xun pressed his fingers on the butt of the gun, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his cold and intimidating expression froze everyone present, "Howard, I have seen more monsters than you have seen people."
Howard was silent for three seconds, without saying a word, and then, as if he suddenly thought of something, his pupils dilated and his expression changed drastically: "What about the other dispersals--"
"Contact the dispersal center." Lu Xun said, "Immediately."
The judge behind him took out his communicator, dialed a number, and pressed the speaker button.
"Beep--"
the monotonous waiting tone sounded.
"Beep--"
"Beep--"
the atrium was silent.
After nine waiting tones, the communicator sent a rapid busy tone. After three seconds, the busy tone stopped. No one answered the call, and the call was automatically disconnected.
Howard quickly took out his communicator, quickly dialed a few buttons, and said to the other end: "Howard from the City Defense Station, transfer to the dispersal center, any line will do, immediately."
"Please wait." The operator's voice came.
After this, there was a long silence. After three minutes, the operator's voice rang out, and his voice trembled a little.
"The dispersal center has lost contact."