It seems that the mushroom owner has given up hope of saving himself.
But Alan didn't want to give up yet!
"Master Fungus Master, is there really no way to save your life?"
"Why are you so stubborn, kid?"
The mushroom owner was helpless.
She patiently explained to him why she was so seriously ill.
"I am the hive mind of all fungi and myconids."
"Ordinary fungi do not have complex minds and are not afraid of death."
"But mushroom people have minds, love and hate, and they worry about birth, aging, sickness and death."
"War is destroying children's homes."
"They are afraid... they are in pain... they are desperate."
"The negative emotions shared by all the mushroom people are growing like a snowball, corroding my will and plunging me into an abyss of fear, pain, and despair..."
"I'm sorry, but my will is not strong enough."
The negative mental fluctuations of the fungus owner were mixed with a bit of self-blame and guilt.
"I can't suppress so many, so many chaotic negative emotions."
"I am ill, very ill..."
"Unless there is some kind of power that can strengthen my mental strength and help me repair the damaged will..."
"Otherwise, mental collapse and the disintegration of the mother nest's will are inevitable."
"I am a community of will, and my spirit is higher than my body."
"When the common will disintegrates, I will face spiritual death."
"My body, or what is left of it..."
"It will continue to grow and reproduce on this land in the form of large patches of fungi."
"But there's no point."
"A colony of bacteria without a mind is no longer worthy of being called a bacterial master."
"Alan, just leave me alone."
"Get your friends out of here."
"Let me die in peace..."
Alan listened silently to the mushroom owner's complaints.
I feel deep sympathy for the pain and suffering she has endured.
Frankly speaking, although the enemy warlock who attacked the mushroom garden was responsible for causing the mushroom owner to be on the verge of death, the people guarding the mushroom garden are not innocent either.
Both the attackers and defenders have caused damage to the local ecology.
Before knowing the fact that the life of the fungus master is closely related to the survival of the secret realm, has anyone ever cared about the life or death of the fungus master?
At least, Allen himself had never thought about this.
He is not the only selfish and cold-hearted human in the mushroom garden.
"I'm sorry, Master Fungus."
Alan said earnestly.
"To be honest, I have a meditation method that can help you relieve your pain and boost your spirits."
"For a long time, we have only been concerned with immediate benefits and have completely ignored your feelings."
"Now, please give me a chance to make up for this mistake."
Telepathy transcends language barriers and enables the other party to fully appreciate one's sincerity.
The mushroom owner was silent for a long time and finally nodded.
She didn't think that a fourth-level warlock like Allen had the ability to cure her terminal illness.
But, it doesn’t hurt to give it a try.
Let this young man try his best. Even if it doesn't work, at least it will make him feel better.
With the consent of the fungus owner, Allen established a meditation session with her through spiritual connection.
In fact, the roots of congregational meditation can be found in mushroom gardens.
Initially, it was the mushroom master who led her mushroom-people descendants to use this method to communicate with each other mentally and jointly build a colorful fantasy world to entertain their spiritual lives.
Now, Allen uses the same method to feed the bacteria.
Instill the sixth level of "Soul-Calming Meditation" into her.
Alan had just tried it himself.
The soul-calming meditation method can effectively suppress negative emotions and block mental interference from the outside world.
This is exactly what the mushroom owner needs right now.
Time passes quietly.
Alan's spiritual communication with the fungus master lasted for most of the night.
Soul-soothing meditation is very effective!
When the fungus master finished his long meditation, his will, which was on the verge of collapse, had stabilized.
As an outward manifestation of mental recovery, the secret realm barrier that was full of holes not long ago has repaired itself overnight!
Wild creatures of the Underdark.
The enemy warlock is watching eagerly.
There are no more cracks in the barrier that can be used to invade the mushroom garden.
An imminent crisis was thus quietly resolved.
Alan breathed a sigh of relief, feeling very relieved that the mushroom owner had regained his spirits.
The benefits that the soul-soothing meditation method brings to the mushroom owner go far beyond healing psychological trauma.
The fungus master has evolved!
His current cultivation level is equivalent to that of an early fifth-order fungal warlock.
"Thank you for all you have done for me, Ellen."
The spiritual fluctuations emitted by the fungus master are full of gratitude.
"Tell me, how can I repay you?"
"Master Fungus Master, I need you and your secret realm."
"Protecting yourself is the best reward for me."
Alan's frank answer deeply touched the mushroom owner.
"But... my friend, if you can't protect the secret place and another group occupies it, what should I do?"
"There is a secret place only where you are." Allen said softly, "If this place is not suitable for us, I will take you away to Silver Moon Island and find you a new home there."
"I'm willing to go with you, but I'm too clumsy and crawl too slowly, so I can't keep up with your pace..." said the mushroom owner sadly.
"It's okay. I know how to teleport and can take you with me."
Alan consoled.
"I am too big and too heavy. I am afraid I am beyond your teleportation capacity..."
This issue is worth pondering.
The upper limit of Allen's teleportation load is only 4 tons.
The mushroom master is like a small hill and must weigh more than 4 tons!
Since she can’t be teleported directly, she can only be transported with the help of a vehicle.
"We can load you into a minecart, bring you to the surface, and then load you onto a ship, or transport you on a large airship."
"What about my myconid offspring?"
“Take them with you on the boat migration.”
"Mushrooms are afraid of light and can only live in dark areas..."
"Seal the cabin windows and block out the sunlight." Allen answered after thinking, "When we get to Silver Moon Island, I will send you and the mushroom people to move to the underground world."
"Does Silver Moon Island also have an underground navel leading to the Underdark?" the Fungus Master asked curiously.
"Of course there is an underground navel, leading to an underground city."
A blueprint gradually formed in Alan's mind.
"Once you get there, you and your descendants will live in the underground city. It will be more comfortable and peaceful than here, and no one will disturb you."
"Will the Dungeon Master agree?" the Fungus Master asked worriedly, "What if he doesn't welcome outsiders like us?"
"He would welcome it."
Alan smiled.
"In fact, the dungeon master is me."
…
Alan said goodbye to the fungus master and returned to the camp with a bottle of pink spores in his pocket.
This is a new type of spore that is produced after the fungus evolves.
Give Ellen a bottle as a thank you for helping her heal.
Allen named this new type of spore "Forget Worry".
Forget-me-not spores are both special food ingredients and spellcasting materials.
It is also a good medicine for treating various mental illnesses.
Taking a small amount of "Forget-me-not spores" can make people feel safe and euphoric, and suppress negative emotions such as depression, panic, mania, sadness, etc.
It can also resist negative mental magic of no more than 6 levels.
From this perspective, Forget-Me-Not Spores has a similar function to the Soothing Meditation.
However, Allen can only use requiem meditation to suppress negative emotions when he is awake.
If he is unconscious, such as in a coma, the requiem meditation cannot be activated.
Forget-me-not spores can just make up for this shortcoming.
Taking a microdose of spores, Alan doesn't need to stay awake.
Even during sleep, you can still resist all kinds of inner demons and avoid being tortured by nightmares.
In addition to being a tranquilizer, Forget-Me-Not Spores can also be used in conjunction with communication magic such as "telepathy" and "wind communication".
The information sent out is converted into mental fluctuations and transmitted directly to the mind of the recipient.
The advantage of doing this is that receiving letters is more covert.
There were no small balls of light or whirlwinds appearing out of nowhere.
The recipient need not worry about exposing the fact that he has just received a magical message.
Very useful for espionage and secret communications!
Allen often communicated secretly with informants in the enemy camp.
For example, Taffman, Sonia, and Spanna.
Every time we communicate, we choose to do it in the dead of night.
I was afraid that there might be someone else around the informant.
I saw a ball of light and a whirlwind appearing out of nowhere.
See the secret mark flashing in the ball of light.
It is hard to guarantee that doubts will not arise.
It would be too unfair if the identity of the informant was exposed because of this!
Using "Forget Spores" as the casting material, this risk no longer exists.
If the recipient is awake, the magical message can be transmitted directly into the recipient's mind.
If the recipient is sleeping, the message sent will appear in the recipient's dream in the form of a dream.
The recipient wakes up from his sleep and can clearly recall the contents of the letter.
Finally, forget-me-not spores are also a special food ingredient.
Alan opened the bottle cap, took out a small amount of pink spores, held it in his mouth, and savored it carefully.
The taste is delicious.
There is also a light aroma of roasted nuts.
After swallowing the Forget-Me-Not Spores, the system prompts came as expected.
Didi——
"Eat special ingredients: Forget Worry Spores!"
"Potential +3!"
"Spirit +1!"
Current attributes: 46 physique, 31 agility, 52 spirit
Potential reserve: 16 points
…
Alan nodded in satisfaction.
Spore bottle, put into storage bag.
Close your eyes and fall asleep peacefully.
A dreamless night.
…
Alan slept soundly that night.
I woke up the next morning feeling refreshed.
However, his good mood only lasted until the evening.
An unexpected letter made him fall into deep thought.
Ma Wen asked him to meet him deep in the mushroom forest late at night to discuss important matters.
If it was the first time he came to the mushroom garden, Alan would definitely keep the appointment.
However, after experiencing the last internal incident, Allen's impression of Marvin changed.
Marvin is not as kind as he seems.
Alan felt more and more that this man was a hypocrite with a smiling face but a dagger hidden inside.
When investigating the mole before, Marvin and Hicks worked together to target him and tried to label him a spy.
Allen felt that the reason why Marvin's attitude towards him changed drastically was probably related to the fact that Senior Sister Tanya rejected his proposal and moved to Silver Moon Island.
"Marvin, do you regard me as a love rival?"
Alan speculated secretly.
If this conjecture is true, Marvin does have reason to reach a consensus with Hicks and regard himself as a common enemy.
Under such circumstances, it seemed too suspicious that Marvin asked him to meet late at night in a remote area far away from the garrison camp.
So, refuse the appointment?
What if Marvin really knows Angel's whereabouts?
Alan thought about it for a long time, and finally he gritted his teeth and sent a letter to the woman he least wanted to deal with.
Regardless of whether Marvin’s invitation was ill-intentioned.
It is necessary to say hello to Pamela in advance.
In case Marvin tries to frame someone, at least there is Pamela who can prove his innocence.
Not long after, Allen received a reply.
He had thought that Pamela would be furious in the letter, asserting that Marvin could never know Angel's whereabouts and ordering him not to keep the appointment...
The result was unexpected.
Pamela's reply was very short.
"Come to my room and tell me in detail!"
…
Nearing midnight, Alan left the eldest lady's boudoir with a fragrant smell.
Around her neck, she had a royal blue scarf wrapped around her neck.
The stitching is neat and elegant.
It’s hard to imagine that Pamela is not only good at needlework, but also has pretty good skills!
Sometimes we have to admit that the personalities of the ladies brought up in aristocratic families are hard to describe, but when it comes to their versatility, they are impeccable.
The meeting place designated by Marvin is located on the edge of the secret realm.
Deep in the mushroom forest, there is an open space surrounded by mushroom circles.
Alan arrived on time for the appointment.
Before arriving at the scene, activate "Qi Sensing", "Soft Bone and Flesh Armor" and "Clairvoyance" to be fully prepared.
Pamela concluded that Marvin had no good intentions in making the appointment!
I'm afraid there will be a fierce fight tonight.
Alan thought so too. It’s always better to be more careful.
Pass through the mushroom forest and come to the open space.
Alan looked around; it was all quiet.
There was no sign of Marvin.
Alan's eyes narrowed slightly and he twitched the corners of his mouth.
It was difficult to resist the urge to sneer.
Marvin was not there at the agreed place and time.
However, another love rival had been waiting here for a long time.
A hundred steps away, behind a giant mushroom...
A hazy figure slowly floated out.
A strange existence, in an invisible state.
With his clairvoyance, it was not difficult for Alan to see through his true identity.
From head to toe, it is nearly three meters tall.
The hideous figure, neither human nor inhuman, looks like a demon made of smoke.
Behind him, a pair of hazy steam wings spread out.
A demonic gas monster called "Beck Wind Spirit".
It is Hicks' fourth-level atavistic form!
Marvin didn't show up himself, but sent Hicks to take the lead?
Alan sneered to himself.
Hicks didn't seem to have considered the consequences of being Marvin's pawn.
People like this deserve to be cannon fodder.
…
Hicks doesn't think of himself as a cannon fodder.
He didn't even know that his every move had been exposed to Allen.
Under the dual cover of darkness and stealth, Hicks approached Allen silently.
The body made of smoke was stretched into thin threads, like a gray snake, trying to drill into Alan's ear hole.
Beck is a wind elf, a close relative of the wind element.
The natural state of things has no fixed form.
Once he gets into the body of a living organism, he can control the body and turn it into his own puppet.
Hicks is jealous to the point of going crazy about Allen!
She was jealous of the affair between him and the goddess of her dreams, Miss Pamela!
Before tonight, he still had fantasies.
He was convinced that Pamela had publicly announced that Allen had spent the night in her room just to eliminate Allen's suspicion of being a spy, and that she did not really have an affair with him.
After all, Alan was invited by Pamela to come to the mushroom garden on behalf of Silver Moon Monastery.
If anything went wrong, Pamela would have trouble explaining to the Silver Moon Monastery.
In order to consider the overall situation, one has to sacrifice one's reputation.
However, the cruel reality slapped him hard in the face!
Alan lingered in Pamela's room before coming to keep his appointment tonight.
Hicks, hiding in the dark and watching, feels heartbroken!
Before tonight, Pamela had never entertained visitors late at night.
And he kept the other person in his boudoir for two full hours!
What kind of dirty deeds happened during this period?
Hicks couldn't imagine it.
Until this moment, he was still comforting himself.
After all, since I didn't see the young lady undressing with my own eyes, there seems to be a possibility.
She and Alan were just chatting and playing chess in the living room.
Although that was all, it was enough to make him jealous, and it was better than a real affair.
The agonizing wait finally came to an end.
Alan walked out of Pamela's room.
Hicks' heart was completely chilled!
Baker is a wind elf with a natural keen sense of smell.
Able to sense the tiniest odor particles in the air.
Hicks smelled the unique body fragrance of the eldest lady from Allen.
What made him even more crazy was...
The scarf around Alan's neck.
He watched the young lady knit it stitch by stitch with his own eyes!
This priceless treasure is now wrapped around Alan's neck.
What does this mean?
This shows that Pamela and Alan are more than just friends with benefits!
At least from Pamela's perspective, she seemed to have really fallen in love with this rascal!
Otherwise, it is impossible to explain why this rich lady would knit a scarf for a man for the first time, just like a high school girl falling in love for the first time!
Originally, Hicks was still hesitating whether to accept Marvin's suggestion and serve as a thug for the eldest son of the Ganesha family.
Now, there is nothing to hesitate about!
All the despair and jealousy turned into naked hatred.
Hicks secretly swore to his ancestors:
"Alan Panthers must not be allowed to survive this night!"
Hicks's hatred for Allen even extended to the goddess whom he once deeply worshipped.
Now he hated Pamela too.
You are a young lady, but you don't know what's good for you!
Instead of a talented man like me, Hicks, from a noble family, you hook up with a notorious gigolo who comes from a common family.
Shameless!
Despicable!
Hicks's admiration for Pamela turned into a crazy desire for revenge!
Just killing Allen would be too easy for him.
Hicks, there's a better plan.
Using the wind spirit form, he took over Alan's body.
Couldn't I use this body to enter Pamela's boudoir openly?
Pamela, probably couldn't see that the adulterer had been controlled by him and had become a puppet.
I will still have affairs with him like before.
Hicks, who is parasitic in Allen's body, has slept with the goddess of his dreams and got what he wanted.
This wonderful plan made Hicks itchy.
What he didn't expect was...
An accident happened at the first step of the brilliant plan.
"He drills into others without saying a word."
"Don't you think this is uncultured?"
A faint sarcasm floats in the night wind.
Alan sneered and raised his right hand, putting it close to his ear.
A silver vortex appears in the palm of the hand, forming a gravitational field.
Hicks's wind spirit form is ethereal and light as smoke.
The moment it tried to penetrate the skull through the ear hole, it was attracted by the vortex dragon claws and was sucked out without any resistance!
Alan slowly closed his five fingers, and the vortex accelerated.
The strength of the gravitational field soars exponentially!
The wind spirit transformed by Hicks was constantly squeezed.
The loose smoke shrank into a small ball of gray suspension.
It rolled over in Alan's palm, making a hissing sound.
The right hand maintained the vortex dragon claw and continued to suppress the returning Hicks.
Alan slowly raised his left hand, his skin as crystal clear as jade.
A chill emanated from his fingertips.
Slowly bring your palms together.
The extremely cold Ice Soul Palm power merged into the Vortex Dragon Claw.
Freeze Hicks into a fist-sized ice ball.
Alan suddenly withdrew his palm power!
The atavistic Hicks, which was compressed to the extreme, expanded rapidly the moment it lost external pressure, causing an explosion.
BANG!!
Amid the roar, ice chips flew everywhere!
Internal explosion, severely injuring Hicks!
Unable to maintain its ancestral form, it vanished into thin air.
The Beck Wind Spirit transformed into a naked man covered in blood and flesh.
He lay on the ground in a mess, groaning in pain.
"Marvin sent you?"
Allen asked Hicks.
Hicks struggled to raise his head, his eyes full of resentment.
It seems like he still wants to act tough.
Alan glanced at him indifferently, too lazy to force a confession.
"Forget it, I'll just find the answer myself, it's more convenient."
Turn on telepathy and scan Hicks' thoughts.
As a result, he was very disappointed.
In Hicks' mind, apart from his jealousy towards his rival, he was fantasizing about Pamela. What a loser.
Alan shook his head in contempt and was about to delve deeper into the mind-reading when a sudden scolding came from the woods behind him.
"Wait a minute!"
The footsteps came closer and closer.
Alan turned around calmly and looked at Marvin calmly.
"Brother Ma Wen, you are late."
Ma Wen snorted coldly, looking at him unkindly.
"Alan! You beat Hicks so badly for no reason. What crime should you be charged with?!"
Alan couldn't help laughing.
Good job!
Isn't it too hasty to confuse right off the bat?
Hicks, upon seeing Marvin, felt as if he had grasped a life-saving straw.
He propped himself up and started to accuse with a face full of grief and indignation.
"Brother Marvin! This kid Allen colluded with foreign enemies and became a traitor!"
"After I caught him with evidence of his crime, he got so angry that he tried to kill me to silence me!"
"Brother Ma Wen! You must do justice for me!"
"Brother Hicks, don't worry!" Marvin said proudly, "With me here, no one dares to touch you!"
Alan finally couldn't hold it in anymore and laughed out loud.
"Is it interesting that you two are singing the same tune?"
"shut up!"
Ma Wen's face darkened and he shouted angrily.
"Alan! I treated you well, why did you betray your fellow disciples and do such a heartless thing?!"
Allen sneered and said calmly: "It's more appropriate to say this about yourself."
"Why, at this point, you still want to deny it?!"
Marvin took a step closer, his eyes stern.
"You kid, you've been lying all the time, do you really think I don't know?"
"When you reported back to the academy last year, your cultivation had already reached the early stage of the fourth level, and your status was the elder of the Silver Moon Monks' College!"
"You concealed your strength from me, claiming that you are only at the late third stage. You have ulterior motives!"
"Hiding my strength is a fact, and it is also my freedom. It does not prove that I am a traitor."
Alan stared at Marvin with a strange look in his eyes.
"I'm actually very curious, who told you that I hid my strength?"
"Haha! If you really have a clear conscience, why do you have to hide your strength and act sneakily!" Ma Wen asked with a sneer.
Alan was fed up with his evasive rhetoric.
Unfortunately, he was telepathic and couldn’t detect Marvin’s thoughts.
Alan had been aware of this problem for a long time and had asked Pamela about it.
Pamela told me that the gem pendant on Marvin's neck is a magical object.
Able to block "detection" and "mind reading" effects below level 5.
Since the two sides have fallen out, Alan will not be polite.
"Brother Ma Wen, since we are already here, why bother setting up an ambush?"
"Call out the two behind you as well."
"Huh?! What do you mean?" Ma Wen's face changed slightly. "I came here alone to keep the appointment. I didn't ambush any helpers. Don't wrongly accuse me!"
"Haha! Do you believe what you said?"
Alan sneered.
"Unless I'm blind and can't see the two invisible people behind you?"
Marvin took a deep breath, his eyes flickering.
He doesn't want today's events to be known to everyone!
Having Hicks as a helper is enough to deal with Allen.
Why bother looking for additional help?
The two invisible men that Alan saw were definitely not called by him!
In this case, which force do these two guys lurking in the dark belong to and what are their intentions?
Could it be that... Pamela actually planted a spy next to me and followed me here secretly?
Marvin lost his composure.
He turned around suddenly and glanced behind him.
His eyes have been blessed with detection magic and can see through invisible creatures.
However, there was nothing!
In an instant, Marvin suddenly realized that he had been fooled!
And it is the most despicable and childish scam!
It's too late to regret.
A mysterious gravitational force suddenly came.
Pull off the magic pendant on his neck from mid-air!
With a flip of his hand, Alan reversed the vortex dragon claw!
The gravity was transformed into repulsion, causing Marvin to spit blood and fly backwards.
So cruel!!
Hicks was stunned.
Under normal circumstances, shouldn't the two parties in confrontation first engage in a verbal battle and each express their own reasons?
You can't agree on anything, so you roll up your sleeves and start fighting?
This...how did it suddenly become like this?!
Before he could finish his words, he sneakily attacked Senior Brother Ma Wen...
Boy, you don't play by the rules ?!
So despicable!!