“Do you think that everyone is as lacking in feelings as you? The essence of humanity is to empathize and panic spreads exponentially in a crowd. At this time, you can keep calm and prove how inhumane you are…” The doctor took a deep breath. His harsh language somewhat relaxed his emotions and he seemed a bit better. “Please infect me with your nature. What were you thinking when you couldn’t keep working?”

Lu Feng glanced at him casually. “Human interests takes precedence above everything else.”

The doctor laughed helplessly. After laughing, he took a deep breath and seemed to calm down at least. He approached the large petri dish with the spore.

“The most ridiculous thing I’ve ever heard of is that they think a small, white fungus can save all humans. In fact, the composition of the fungus isn’t different from what we use to cook mushroom soup.” Repeating the words of an outsider in a righteous manner, the doctor sounded like a serious teacher criticizing a student who failed. “Have you heard? If you continue like this, they will eventually cook you into a bowl of mushroom soup. You must take the initiative to show that you are different.”

The snow-white mycelium in the nutrient solution shuddered and the spore slowly drifted toward Lu Feng. It clung to the inner wall of the glass like it could get closer to Lu Feng.

Lu Feng’s voice was low. “Don’t scare it.”

“It understands. I bet it understands. These days, we have fed it countless monster extracts and it has eaten it. An Zhe is a small monster with a polymorphic variation and his spore must be the same. If it doesn’t have its own consciousness and intelligence, it wouldn’t escape every night to sleep with you.”

“So what is your progress?” Lu Feng slightly frowned.

“It eats up the monster genes but it is still the spore. It is absolutely stable. These gene extracts haven’t disappeared and my guess is that it can subjectively control the transformation of forms, just like An Zhe could become a human. If humans also have this nature then we wouldn’t need to be afraid of the distortion.”

“You want to infect humans with it.” Lu Feng asked, “Aren’t you afraid that all infected people will be occupied with the consciousness of a mushroom?”

“It isn’t enough to consider this problem yet.” The doctor pressed his forehead against the glass. “The point is that this damned little thing doesn’t infect anyone at all. It disappoints me, just like An Zhe.”