Little Mushroom

An Zhe did not accept this evaluation. Lu Yan believed that he did not have the ability to infect the entire Garden of Eden. He felt that Lu Yan was emphasizing his weakness again. This is not the first time this person has said such a thing.

Although what the colonel said was true, he really couldn't infect the entire Eden, and he couldn't even infect one person.

But he couldn't accept that his lies were broken down because of his weakness, not that the lies were not good enough. He could only comfort himself, perhaps only Lu Yan did not believe his words.

Only Lu Yan hates it.

"You are not allowed to sleep here," he said.

"Huh?" Lu Yan said.

An Zhe sullenly said, "No."

Lu Yan: "Why?"

An Zhe turned his back to him and buried himself in his jacket. He didn't want to say anything. He just wanted to drive the colonel out of his place resolutely, but after a few twists in his heart, he explained the reason carefully: Will be infected without contact. "

"Oh." Lu Yan's voice was low: "The bee is alive."

An Zhe: "..."

Hearing Lu Yan again, "It's alive, why are you in a coma?"

Even if Anzhe is killed this time, he won't say anything. Lu Yan, as long as you reveal a little information to him, he can guess the situation clearly.

But tonight the Colonel did not embarrass him. The Colonel said, "I am vigil."

An Zhe whispered "um" for a moment, and he asked again, "Are you cold?"

Lu Yandao: "Not cold."

An Zhe closed his eyes. He was a bit overwhelmed tonight. He held the badge, curled up, and slept exceptionally fast.

However, halfway through sleep, he was awake coldly.

Magnetic field accidents in recent days have caused the solar wind to rag, the atmosphere has become thinner, and the temperature difference between day and night has grown to a terrible degree.

An Zhe was cold all over. He opened his eyes and sat up, looking subconsciously to look for Lu Yan's shadow.

He easily saw the colonel not far away. Lu Yan leaned against a weird stone eroded by the wind, and in front of him there were some branches of shrubs-piled in a cone.

An Zhe rubbed his eyes, he held Lu Yan's coat and walked over there. The colonel quilted him, and the upper body had only a uniform lining.

He passed the coat over and asked again, "Are you cold?"

Lu Yan played with a lighter in his hand.

"Wear it yourself," he said. "I thought you could sleep a little longer."

An Zhe: "... Ah?"

Lu Yan threw the lighter into his arms: "Follow me to collect firewood."

Therefore, the colonel had known for a long time that he might be awakened from the cold and planned to set fire.

And he said, thinking that you can sleep for a while-An Zhe translated the rare and euphemistic rhetoric of the colonel, and finally came to the result, what the colonel really wanted to say was: "How can you be more coquettish than I thought. "

An Zhe: "."

For a time, there were only the sound of their footsteps, the wind and the faint howling of monsters in the distance. As they walked out, there were shrubs growing sporadically in the wilderness, and they were dead under the attack of the solar wind, and they became very dry and suitable for burning.

An Zhe asked, "Have you been looking for branches?"

"No," Lu Yan said lightly. "There are monsters, I can't leave too far."

An Zhe said "Oh" softly. He wanted to tell Lu Ye that many monsters were not interested in this mushroom, but he immediately realized that Lu Ye was protecting him. He felt a little subtle happiness.

He followed the colonel.

Suddenly, Lu Yan's footsteps.

An Zhe stopped immediately.

-He heard it too.

There was a sound suddenly in the silent wilderness.

"rustle."

"rustle."

"rustle."

The creepy sound echoed irregularly in the wilderness, very low, but very clear, as if ringing in the ear, the first two intervals were extremely long and the second interval was very short.

"rustle."

When the sound rang again, Lu Yan pressed Anzhe's shoulder down, and the two fell on the sand, hiding behind a layer of shrubs.

"rustle."

Under the aurora, a huge dark shadow appeared at the border of rolling dunes. It is roughly an oval shape, the structure of the body is ambiguous, and the epidermis is rugged, like a mass of decaying rotten meat being pinched together roughly. The middle of its body is a smooth sarcoma with a long surface. Big and small eyeballs, this is the head. There are countless foot limbs growing under this black body, thick and thin, some like the hind legs of reptiles, some like the cheeks of insects, some like human arms.

——Those feet surging, supporting it to walk heavily on the rugged ground, leaving a wavy trace of more than five meters wide on the gravel-covered ground, so it came parallel in a strange posture Before the wreckage of the plane crash. Every time a certain distance is moved, the "rustle" sound is emitted from its body surface and spreads out evenly. That may be its vocal organ.

An Zhe held her breath, watching the indescribable, indescribable monster's middle crack a gap, exposing the dense stings and fangs inside.

"Click-"

The harsh metal friction sounded, followed by chaotic metal collision, breaking, chewing, and swallowing.

It is eating the pile of wreckage. Even after living in the abyss for so long, Anzhe never knew that there were monsters that could feed on metal. In the abyss, there were no armored vehicles that lost their owners, and there were broken parts of guns, but no monster would care about them. Or, the purpose of this monster is not metal, but the bodies of the two pilots in the ruins. It is conceivable that for a weird creature that can bite and swallow an alloy material, human flesh and bones are as weak and chewy as a pool of mud.

And it didn't immerse itself in enjoying this huge explosion and burning wreckage, it just ate less than five mouthfuls.

"rustle."

When the mouth was closed, the sound came again, and it turned in one direction. A hundred meters ahead was still a drowsy black bee.

Click.

The entire black bee's head disappeared into its body. Anzhe watched one end of its body stretch, and a pair of translucent, metallic-colored wings fell down, shaking a few times, and making the sound of leaves shaking in the autumn wind.

"rustle."

The next second, all the eyes on its head looked in the direction of An Zhe and Lu Yan.