Johnson knew what was going on next door. =
At his age, he had already taken popular science classes in schools in South Sarsa, and some of the brave teenagers had even had their first experience, but Johnson just didn't expect the two men to be so close.
Wheezing and groaning over there. The moans were not intense, nor were they mixed with excited shouts, which were completely different from Johnson's "cognition", which was suppressed and forbearing. I don't know why, this kind of movement is more exciting than the audio of the "teaching film". Johnson scrambled to his feet and put his shoes on backwards.
The passage is full of mushrooms, and in order to get out, you have to burrow into the middle of the thick cap.
Johnson, with his thin little body, was ready to squeeze through.
These myceliums made him feel uncomfortable, and there was always an inexplicable sense of danger pressing on his heart, and when Johnson lowered his head and hugged his arms to pass, the mushrooms that were crushed by him shook in dissatisfaction.
- Strange, this gap should be able to be squeezed through.
Johnson took a step back in confusion, glanced at the mushroom bushes, and then looked down at himself.
The T-shirt seems to be shorter, and it could have covered the entire thigh.
The boy sneezed, and hurriedly dragged a python skin around the table and wrapped it around his body.
Python skin is waterproof, windproof and warm, better than fur, but it is a little harder.
The mycelium touched the scales and avoided it stupidly, as if trying to tear the snakeskin open and "peel" the teenager inside, Johnson finally managed to get out before the mushroom could rip off his "clothes".
After turning two corners, there is a staircase that leads to the ground.
The mushrooms here are starting to become sparse and covered with the corpses of monsters that have strayed in, and over time, these corpses will rot, so they need to be cleaned regularly.
In the past, Yang Chao took Hei Yuan's people to do this work, and he was so tired that he was afraid that he would be entangled in mushrooms and couldn't leave.
After arriving in this dungeon, Jian Hua walked around the mushroom expansion field every day, controlling the mycelium and throwing those corpses out without any effort.
The dungeon has several levels of passages, and the steps are twisting and twisting, like a maze, sometimes separated by a wall, but it takes ten minutes to get around the other side. In the early years, the people who built the city seemed to be able to completely block off each block in order to avoid some strong enemy, and some of them were equipped with stone gates.
Jian Hua originally threw the monster corpses in another enclosed area.
After realizing the horror of the "mushroom", the monster defaulted to this place as the territory of the "Great Demon King", and did not dare to approach it casually, and the workload of cleaning up immediately decreased.
When the mushroom has no food, the mycelium growing in the edge zone automatically turns transparent and stealthily preys.
The passage that Johnson enters is where the surface is sparse and the actual walls have been occupied by transparent hyphae. The road is relatively wide and should be a main passage in the dungeon.
The mushroom chases the monster, the monster stares at the supernatural, and the convergence of the three parties is an inevitable phenomenon.
Johnson saw a swaying figure in the distance, and immediately shrank alertly behind half a wall, and cautiously looked over there.
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[BL, MTL] I'm Not Shouldering This Blame
FanfictionOriginal Name: 这锅我不背 Author: 天堂放逐者 NOTE: Not My Story! This is a MTL I'm currently editing. There will still be grammatical errors and inaccuracies, but I'll do my best to make it readable. Enjoy! (^^)b Synopsis: One day, the stuntman found that acq...
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