“In over a month, the main city has recalled a total of 12,000 mercenaries and officially entered the recovery period. During the expected recovery period of 10 years, the main city’s scientific research team will be devoted to investigating the source of infection…”

“Tap tap tap.” A knocking sound was heard. An Zhe originally entered here by mistake. He didn’t want to peep into the privacy of other humans and planned to leave but the next moment, he temporarily dispelled this idea.

The door opened.

“Colonel Lu.” A woman’s voice was heard and the tone was very strong.

Colonel Lu. This was Lu Feng’s room. An Zhe quietly moved out of the vent in order to be able to hear more clearly. He was really curious about Lu Feng’s life. Then he heard a familiar cold voice. “Hello.”

“Hello Colonel Lu, I’m a staff member on the 21st floor of the Garden of Eden.”

Garden of Eden. An Zhe pricked his ears, if he had such things as ears now.

Lu Feng asked, “What’s the matter?”

“Nothing.” The woman smiled. “First of all, congratulations on returning from the outer city. Secondly, on behalf of my superiors, I want to ask if you wish to donate sperm to Eden.”

Lu Feng’s answer was straightforward and heartless. “No.”

“That’s a shame. If you are interested in the future, please be sure to contact us. Your genes are excellent and if they aren’t used effectively, it will be a loss to the entire base.”

“Thank you.” Lu Feng’s tone wasn’t tempered by her praise. “Is there anything else?”

“The flowers planted by Mrs Lu are blooming.” The woman said. “She asked me to give you a bouquet. The work in the main city is very busy and the madam asks you to take a break and take care of yourself.”

After a brief silence, Lu Feng wondered, “Is her health okay?”

“Everything’s fine.”

“Thank you.” Lu Feng’s voice was lower. “Tell her hello for me.”

The conversation ended there. Once the door closed again, there were no other movements in the room. The weather forecast said the windy weather would continue and the temperature would drop.

The sound came to an abrupt end. Presumably, Lu Feng had turned off the TV. Then the footsteps gradually approached as Lu Feng returned to the bedroom and sat down at the desk. After the sound of a few papers being turned, the room fell silent and there was only Lu Feng’s breathing.

An Zhe wanted to stick out a few mycelium from under the bed to see what the colonel was doing but he didn’t dare. Eventually, he returned to the vent.

At the crossroads, he chose the direction of the wind, dragging the slender mycelium to mark the path before moving on.