A cute, timid mushroom mistakenly takes the zombie king for her boyfriend and sticks close to him.

The basement was very secluded. You needed to swipe your work badge to get on the elevator, and there were several doors after you got off the elevator. You had to unlock them to get in. Once inside, there was a quiet corridor in the distance. Meng Xiaoyou wandered around, shifting between two rooms.

The plants chattered and discussed for a long time before Little Tail finally compressed itself into a thin sheet and squeezed through one of the door cracks. However, not long after Little Tail went in, Mushroom vaguely heard conversations from other rooms.

There weren't as many people in the basement as upstairs, so she hopped over suspiciously, held up her umbrella, and eavesdropped.

It was that old geezer's voice: "You're still as unlikable as ever."

Meng Xiaoyou was overjoyed; Pei Sinian was here…

Perhaps thinking that there were only the two of them in the entire laboratory, Academician Rong sighed, "Your grandfather and I have known each other since we were young. We both came from a big family. We promised to dedicate our lives to the country, but later he got married and had children, wasting his talent."

"Tell me, why do people do those meaningless things? So many people get married and have children, it wouldn't make a difference if he did, but he just happens to be better than me in research... He's like that, and his son is like that too... It's hateful that the things I've been dreaming of have been discarded by them... But it doesn't matter, that old man's grandson is still in my hands, isn't he?"

"You weren't bitten by a zombie, nor did you accidentally fall into a horde of zombies... You were among the first to become zombified, probably five years ago..."

Meng Xiaoyou pressed herself against the door panel with great effort, wishing she could turn the fungal gills into ears.

The old man's message confused her. What? Five years ago? Didn't the apocalypse start last spring and summer?

Could it have started five years ago? But...

Just as Meng Xiaoyou had thought, Dean Rong sighed: "The first batch of humans who showed abnormalities did not become like the later ones, with festering bodies and walking corpses. They were all like you, first experiencing problems with their nervous system, only having a few seconds of memory, losing the ability to think, not being afraid of pain, but having an amazing recovery ability... just like you..."

Meng Xiaoyou, separated by a door, did not see that Academician Rong raised his hand and placed it on Pei Sinian's arm, stroking it through his clothes as if admiring his most successful work. "I have injected various drugs here before. Almost after the injection, you can't see the needle marks. Even if the flesh cuts to the bone, it can recover within a day. Isn't that amazing?"

"I just didn't expect that mixing multiple drugs together would actually create a new virus... and it even spread." The old man spoke with fervor. "Human civilization has developed for a long time, isn't this an opportunity? Look, the newly evolved zombies can have everything that belongs to humans, and they don't even experience birth, aging, sickness, and death like fragile humans. If we continue to research, I think we can skip the evolutionary process and evolve into a new species simply by injecting drugs."

Academician Rong is getting old, and his body can't hold on much longer, but he has dedicated his whole life to academia, so how could he possibly give up now?

He was not satisfied and wanted more. Years ago, he adopted a group of children as test subjects through various means. Those children were the same age as Pei Sinian. At that time, Pei Sinian was only a teenager, and he also set his sights on Pei Sinian.

As luck would have it, five years later he discovered Pei Sinian's abnormality and fully launched Project 2.0, with the experimental location being T City.

However, the research institute's laboratory was later leaked, and even though Pei Sinian had lost his mind, he still managed to escape.

A year later, Pei Sinian returned to his territory, and his mastery of human emotions and his strength were both perfect. All he had to do was continue experimenting on him to get what he wanted.

What a perfect test subject!

Pei Sinian instinctively felt disgusted by the touch of strangers, finding it "noisy."

He lay there, his body straight, his handsome features cold as frost, like a majestic snow-capped mountain, silent and austere. His voice was like snowflakes blown by a cold wind, chilling to the bone.

"Fine, whatever you say." Academician Rong didn't mind his attitude at all. In his eyes, Pei Sinian was nothing more than a fish on a chopping board that could be slaughtered at any time.

Still worried, he injected Pei Sinian with another drug to suppress his supernatural abilities, which was even purer than the previous white mist. "You stay here for now, I'll be right back."

Academician Rong realized he had left something behind, so he stepped out. As he passed the door, he paused, looked around in confusion, and, finding nothing suspicious, shook his head with a smile: "Looks like I'm really getting old."

He was hallucinating, wasn't he? He felt like something was watching him, but who would come here besides his students?

The corridor was empty, except for two rows of seats and a trash can.

He walked away slowly, not noticing that the lid of the trash can moved, and first a small vine appeared, carefully wrapping around a purple mushroom. Just then, small leaves peeked out from the crack in the door next door, swaying haphazardly.

"Whoosh...whoosh whoosh..." Inside...there are so many humans inside...

The little tail returned to its normal size and recounted what it had seen.

They said they saw a row of humans lying on planks, with all sorts of jars stuck in their bodies. Some of the humans were already rotting and smelling bad, as if they could turn into nutrients to nourish foxtail grass at any time.

Xiaowei was mesmerized: "Whoosh..." It's so delicious.

If Xiaowei had gone to school, she would definitely have written a story about the Peach Blossom Spring on the spot...

These mutated plants were nourished by the rotting flesh of zombies, and the things in the room were a great tonic for them.

Mushroom was shocked and said that Little Tail was a pervert.

Little Tail disagreed, saying that mushrooms aren't fungi and live off withered branches and leaves. The mushroom retorted, "Pop pop!" No way! She was created by a game program; in modern terms, their plant world's father is a programmer!

Of course, even if she likes humid environments, she would refuse to admit it at this moment!

Seeing that the two plants were about to fight, the little vine silently danced a seaweed dance to remind them: "Chirp chirp?" Should Daddy still save them?

If you're not going to help, then let's just leave.

"Pop!" Help!

Mushrooms can't change size as easily as vines, so they can't squeeze through the crack in the door. She said this and then angrily jumped up and down, giving the laboratory door a mushroom-shaped kick.

It was like a lump of iron with a big hole embedded in the door. The first time it didn't break through, the second time it successfully kicked out a recessed hole, and under the dumbfounded gaze of the two plants, it curled up its little umbrella and crawled inside.

Little Tail was bewildered: "Whoosh? Are we plants that strong?"

The little vine trembled: "Chirp chirp..." It wasn't me, I didn't...

Little Tail, who was just arguing with Mushroom, said, "Whoosh." Thank you, Mushroom, for not kicking me.