An Zhe raised his hand, fingers trembling a bit as they stuck to the cold screen of the TV. It was as if he was touching the surface of the glass water tank and the only thing separating him from the spore was a glass wall. Then the next moment, the newscaster’s voice broke the illusion. “Four months ago, the abnormal fungus sample collected by the Trial Court was listed as a first-class observation object. It is a special type of eukaryote and there has been no variation in the basic morphology. Therefore, the Lighthouse believes that the sample has valuable research value. Perhaps through studying the sample, it can reveal the process and principle of biological infection variation.”

An Zhe frowned. His spore had indeed been taken away for research.

The newscaster then added, “According to the researchers, the sample has been in a semi-dead state for the past four months. However, in the last two days, it has recovered its activity and increased its body size. This is exciting news…”

An Zhe’s heart was beating. He knew that the spore recognized him. Otherwise, why did it only grow during the two days when An Zhe was at the Lighthouse? The spore sensed him and must’ve wanted to come back to him.

The broadcaster continued, “The laboratory contacted the Trial Court and confirmed that the growth direction of the sample is similar to its original morphology.”

At the same time, on the screen, the spore drifted in one direction. An Zhe thought this must be the direction of his laboratory and that the spore wanted to find him. The next second, a figure appeared next to the glass water tank. His body was outside the camera and there was only a fuzzy reflection. It was unknown who this person was. An Zhe wanted this man to stay away from his spore.

However, the situation was the opposite. This person reached out and gently touched the surface of the water tank. His fingers were long and the joints were beautiful. An Zhe frowned. He was familiar with the shape of this hand. The man’s sleeves, as well as the silver buckles, were familiar to him.

An Zhe gritted his teeth. He confirmed that the man who tried to touch the spore was undoubtedly Lu Feng, that bad thing.

At this moment, the spore fluttered to the bad thing in front of it. The white mycelium reached out and touched the fingers across the water tank.

An Zhe, “?”

CHAPTER 42

An Zhe watched his spore stretch out the mycelium to touch Lu Feng across the glass. Once Lu Feng’s hand left, the mycelium drooped and there was a faint sense of loss.