“You raised it to become smaller and smaller.” His eyes were misty and he was about to cry. “Now it is dead.”

“No.”

“It is dead.” An Zhe grabbed his arm, throat choking. “You aren’t good at all… give it back to me.”

“Don’t cry.” Lu Feng reassured him. “What is your spore to you?”

“It…” An Zhe tried to describe it in human language but he could only say, “It is a spore.”

“Is it important?”

“It’s important.” An Zhe was trembling with anger. “I can die but I must plant a spore. I thought you would protect it so I gave it to you.”

“More important than your life?”

“…Yes.”

“For any creature, only one’s life is the most important.”

“The spore is the most important thing.” An Zhe retorted in a relentless manner. “You aren’t a mushroom.”

“Okay.” Lu Feng’s voice was still gentle. “So it is your child?”

An Zhe bit his lip. In the mushroom world, there were no parents, no children, no loved one and no friends. The mushrooms in the Abyss were different from other mushrooms. He couldn’t use human relationship to describe his relationship with the spore. He couldn’t say it was his child and could only say, “I gave birth to it.”

“I raised it.”

“You didn’t take care of it at all.”

“Really?” Lu Feng wondered, “Then why did it see you in the Lighthouse but actively drifted to only me?”

This old thing was mentioned again. An Zhe was still worried about Lu Feng raising the spore to death and then he suddenly remembered the appearance of the spore. Neither was a good thing. He didn’t know and could only say, “I gave birth to it.”

Lu Feng smiled again.

The sky spun.

An Zhe was pressed under the body of this man. Lu Feng’s fingers lightly slid across his belly. In the weakest and softest place, the slightly cool fingertips caused a shudder.

An Zhe gasped softly.

Lu Feng lowered his head and whispered in An Zhe’s ear. “Let’s see if you can give birth to another one.”

LATER

CHAPTER 85: EXTRA 1

An Zhe frowned up at Lu Feng. He wasn’t happy and his eyes were red. In the end, he didn’t talk to Lu Feng. He reached out and grabbed Lu Feng’s wrist, trying to take it away.

However, this man’s strength was much greater than his. He couldn’t move at all and after several attempts, he simply turned his fingers into mycelium that wrapped around Lu Feng’s arm and dragged it away. Even so, the soft mycelium was less powerful than his human form and even broke with a bit of force.

“Don’t drag it.” Lu Feng spoke in his ear, voice low.

An Zhe ignored him.