Little Mushroom - Chapter 69

“Hubbard.” Tang Lan muttered the name aside: “He …”

He seemed to be speechless, and didn’t open his mouth again until ten seconds later, and his voice was slightly hoarse: “… Is he okay?”

An Zhe recalls those scenes about Hubbard.

The insect tide raged in the outer city. When the sixth district was bombed, Hubbard was out of the city. This was an extremely wise move. “Illegal Stealer Information” arrest. Later, he returned with his team and was welcomed by the main city. Later, the legendary mercenary captain still met Lu Yan, and he and Colonel took the PL1109 to the underground city base for rescue. While in the mine, he and Lu Yan occasionally chat. Hubbard and Lu Yan completed the rescue mission and returned safely together.

He said, “He’s fine.”

Tang Lan lowered his eyes slightly, and he seemed to smile. He didn’t ask anything else, nothing at all, just saying, “That’s good.”

An Zhe looked at Tang Lan.

The first time I knew this man was in Boss Xiao ’s shop, he saw a beautifully made, almost real doll, and Boss Xiao said that it was made by Hubbard for half of his family—Hubbard was The captain of the most legendary mercenary team in the entire outer city, this man is the vice team he had a life and friendship with, did not return after an expedition, not even found a dead body.

Next to that puppet is a label with various data. The first line is his name, Tang Lan.

Tang Lan, now alive, was standing in front of Anzhe. He was safe and sound all over him, not as if he had suffered any injuries-he survived the crisis-ridden abyss, and lived so well.

“You survived,” An Zhe said. “Aren’t you going back?”

Tang Lan’s eyes fainted a helpless smile.

“I can’t go back,” he said.

Then, he buried the mark stone in his hand into the soil.

“I have a map and I can go back.” An Zhe said, “… do you need it?”

“No need.” Tang Lan said: “You are not human.”

An Zhe: “…”

Tang Lan took out another shimmering dagger, carved an arrow on the trunk next to it, and said, “Do you know what I am doing?”

An Zhe: “I don’t know.”

“After being infected, most people are unfortunate and completely turned into monsters. But there are also 1 in 10,000 people who are more fortunate, and sometimes they are like individuals.” Tang Lan said, “I am pointing to those who are lucky Road-that’s how I was shown the way. “

An Zhe didn’t speak. He found that he had a special ability to recognize a person who wanted to tell a story.

However, Tang Lan’s story is short.

“I had a little argument with Hubbard that day. He wanted to go deeper. I think it’s time to go back. It’s very unpleasant. I didn’t meet him that night and watched the vigil in another car as usual.”

“Everything is in the abyss. At twelve o’clock, an afflicted monster found us. I haven’t seen anything so dangerous.” Tang Lan finished marking and put away his dagger, and his voice was like him This man was just as clear and sharp: “I warned them and led the thing away in the other direction. Later, I died, and it should have been miserable.”

“But I don’t know why. I seem to be awake again and become a very powerful thing.” He played with a dagger and said to An Zhe: “How about you?”

Ann pondered the wording.

Just then, Tang Lan turned his head violently, and his sharp arrows generally hit the middle of the dense forest—the sound of crickets came from there.

He whispered to Ann, “Go!”

The moment the words fell, a huge shadow came out of the forest!

An Zhan’s arm was caught, and Tang Lan carried him on his back with an indisputable force. The next moment, a huge cracking sound sounded, and a pair of huge black film wings spread from his back!

An Zeng slammed off the ground. At the back, the claw of the mountain-like monster flew down, but Tang Lan’s ghost flew faster than it, leaving the dense forest almost instantly.

An Zhe looked down, everything on the ground was getting farther and smaller as they rose, and the tall mountains in the south were getting closer.

In the oncoming wind, he asked Tang Lan, “Where are we going?”

The wind in the sky was getting louder and stronger, and Tang Lan asked him aloud.

“Have you heard of fusion?”

As the voice fell, he carried An Zhe flying higher and higher, and gradually approached the highest mountain peak. As the sky was getting closer and closer, the high ground was reflected by the sunset into red gold, and the white buildings at the top of the high land were at the junction of the sky and the mountain top Everywhere gradually emerged.

The first thing that caught the eye of Anzhe was two cylindrical white towers with smooth appearance. They were divided at two ends and connected by lines in the middle. Between the two white towers is the main body of the building, an oval three-storey low-rise building, flanked by auxiliary buildings and scattered other buildings. The open space in front of the main building is strewn with all kinds of strange devices. Behind the building is a flat land with dozens of tall wind power generation towers. The snow-white three-leaf wind turbines are rapidly rotating in the howling wind.

A huge dark green vine was divided into dozens of strands, which surrounded the entire building group. Its branches were placed on the fence and the white tower. When Tang Lan took An Zhe to the ground, a vine swam over them. They sniffed each other and then spread out.

Tang Lan’s huge black wings slowly retracted into his body-Tang Lan’s body trembled slightly, his fists clenched, and his face appeared painful. An Zhe’s eyes looked at him without blinking until he opened his eyes again.

At first sight, Tang Lan’s eyes were dark and inhuman, but he recovered within three seconds.

“The conversion process is a bit confusing and uncomfortable,” Tang Lan said, “but I’m already lucky.”

He looked at the vine: “This guy can’t be human again.”

An Zhe looked at the vine: “Is it human-conscious?”

“There are some.” Tang Lan stepped forward and walked forward, An Zhe followed him. The strong wind on the mountain lifted their clothes, and they gradually approached the oldest white building in the center.

At six o’clock in the evening, Xihui’s strongest moment.

To the southwest of the sky, the clouds are tumbling, a huge red sun burns and sinks, the golden red light illuminates the open door, and a figure stands in the center.

The age of human beings, Anzhe is actually not very clear. I only know that the person is at least the same as Boss Xiao, human beings are 60 or 70 years old. But he didn’t show any oldness because of his seniority. Approaching, An Zhe saw that he was wearing a rigorous black suit, a silver-gray shirt with a bow tie carefully, and his white hair was neatly brushed back, and his face became more calm and kind as the years passed, She has mild gray-blue eyes.

Those eyes made An Zhe feel that he had seen all the storms and changes in the world.

“Sir.” Standing in front of him, Tang Lan’s voice was respectful: “I’m bringing new members back.”

The man looked at Anzhe with a smile. Those gray-blue eyes made people involuntarily develop a closeness. Anzhe looked up at him, and he extended his right hand to Anzhe.

Hesitating for a moment, An Zhe shook hands with him in a slightly rusty posture, the palm of the other party was warm and dry, and the handshake movement was gentle and powerful.

“Welcome to the Highland Institute. We take the liberty to call ourselves the fifth base of humanity.” That humane: “I am Polly Joan.”