They walked past. An Zhe took a deep breath and touched the ID card to the sensor. Fortunately, the access control system hadn’t been turned off yet and the door lock opened.

An Zhe pushed open the door. It squeaked due to friction and he closed it immediately after entering. In the dim light, the huge instruments were dark outlines. The centre of the room contained a glass cylinder standing silently. A ray of dim light under the glass box illuminated it and a cluster of small bubbles emerged from the ground and floated above it.

An Zhe held his breath. Before he opened the door, he had been prepared for the worst. He would be caught, his spore had been transferred or there were others in the laboratory… at this moment, his heart stopped completely.

Then his gaze passed through the glass water tank into the pale green culture medium and saw a white cluster floating alone in the centre. An Zhe trembled, his lips curved up and his heart jumped a few times. He wanted to run over right away but he could hardly move due to excessive emotions.

The little white thing was wandering in the liquid under the dim light like it was wandering in the deep sea. An Zhe stared at it without blinking. Just then, he saw the quietly floating spore suddenly spread out its mycelium. Perhaps it was more appropriate to describe it as a blast. Then it floated forward at a speed that definitely wasn’t slow and suddenly stopped at the glass wall like it was hit.

An Zhe took a few steps and arrived at the glass water tank. His palms and then his entire body attached to the glass wall. His spore was also clinging to the glass wall, the mycelium touching the layer of glass. It obviously wanted to get closer to him.

An Zhe couldn’t help smiling. When Lu Feng was beside him, the spore hadn’t seemed to see him but now it recognized him. He couldn’t bear to blink as he watched the spore stretch out delicate mycelium to him. Due to the obstruction of the glass, it could only work harder to attach them to the glass, almost becoming a small white pancake on the inside of the water tank, every strand of mycelium emphasizing how much it wanted to be close to An Zhe.

An Zhe leaned against the glass, a long lost comfort surrounding him but separated by an unbreakable membrane.