Lu Feng really didn’t want the extract, An Zhe knew. Moreover, the colonel didn’t need these strange enhancements or skills. He came and went from the Abyss at ease. An Zhe thought for a long time while his mycelium wrapped around the green vine that he had coveted for a long time.

“Don’t eat anything.” Lu Feng saw his movements.

“This one can be digested.” An Zhe defended himself.

He stretched out a strand of mycelium to show Lu Feng. The mycelium crawled to the colonel’s black uniform cuff and a green new leaf was formed on the silver cufflinks, trembling gently in the wind.

This was An Zhe’s latest fun. he had tried many things since discovering he could safely merge with all living and non-living things—except those ugly things. On one successful occasion, he turned himself into a room of catkins and almost choked the colonel.

However, fusion wasn’t always safe. As Lu Feng had explained a long time ago, polymorphic monsters sometimes made mistakes when changing shape. Not long ago, he had drunk potato soup. Out of his love for it, he went to the laboratory to fuse with a small tuber of potato and unexpectedly fell unconscious, waking up three hours later. Polly said that it was because the mushroom and potato were so different in frequency that they repelled each other. This was also the case when fusion with other things. Although the result was always good, the process was full of uncertainty. It was just like how a piece of sodium would dissolve in water, but the process of dissolving in water would cause an explosion.

Since then, Lu Feng prevented him from eating indiscriminately. However, An Zhe wanted to eat this small piece of vine. This behaviour wouldn’t harm the life of the vine itself and the vine was nothing unusual, just a quiet, beautiful flowering vine.

An Zhe gently scraped at the skin and liquid oozed out.

It was… quiet. As the mycelium dipped into the pale green juice, the wind of the Abyss blew through the icy sky. The vine attached to the institute, the sun, the moon, the stars, everything in the sky shone. An Zhe closed his eyes and his body seemed to stretch out as well. Lu Feng was right beside him and he didn’t have to worry about anything. He let Lu Feng half carry him to sit down on the long wooden bench in the dark green corridor.

Perhaps his condition was normal and the vine was normal. Lu Feng didn’t allow him to eat this vine but Lu Feng didn’t stop him either. It was the default.

He lay in Lu Feng’s arms, clutching this person’s hand. His thoughts scattered like he was soaked in warm water.