An Zhe was a bit afraid and silently hugged Lu Feng’s neck. He always felt there was something in the colonel’s words.

CHAPTER 59

On the way, they saw another mixed monster.

It was different from the monster that had fallen under Lu Feng’s gun. It was slender and grey-black, like a stick insect that had been enlarged tens of thousands of times. It had huge, thin wings on its back that were unique to butterflies. Two thin antennae stretched from its forehead and it was unknown where the eyes were. It was five metres long and had six slender feet. When Lu Feng and An Zhe crossed a high slope, the creature had been eating a two metre long lizard. The smooth chitin body reflected light under the aurora and gradually became rough scales while it was eating.

The light and flexible body allowed it to move quickly. After eating the head of the lizard, the stick insect lay down its torso and jumped forward, grabbing the remaining lizard corpse and running into the distance. There was no time for it to discover Lu Feng and An Zhe.

This might be what Lu Feng called a clever mixed monster. It knew how to find hidden places to hide after acquiring genes to then go through the chaotic stage.

An Zhe gazed at the snow-white wings and spoke sincerely, “So beautiful.”

He himself was white. He liked the colour of his mycelium but he couldn’t stretch out beautiful wings. He was ashamed of his soft mass. As early as that rainy season where he was broken by the rain and hurricane, he had lost the appearance of a mushroom and was defined as a ‘variation from the basic form of the species.’

He heard Lu Feng’s cold voice. “Do you want to eat it?”

An Zhe, “…”

He denied it. “No.”

Lu Feng ordered, “Don’t eat it.”

An Zhe whispered, “I can’t beat them.”

Lu Feng’s lips curved slightly.

As a heterogeneous, he was even being controlled by a human and couldn’t eat freely. An Zhe was furious He felt he should have the right to eat freely. Then his stomach growled.

Lu Feng questioned, “What about your things?”

An Zhe recalled the amount of food and found it wasn’t enough for even a meal. He said, “Wait.”

He thought about it before asking Lu Feng, “Are you hungry?”

“I’m okay.”

An Zhe felt this human was hard-mouthed. He found the remaining half of the compressed biscuit in his backpack. He broke off a piece and brought it to Lu Feng’s mouth, feeding it to him. The colonel didn’t refuse. An Zhe continued to feed him. When feeding the third piece, he remembered that compressed biscuits were too dry and should be taken with water. There was half a bottle of water left. He took it out but he didn’t know how to feed it to the colonel.