The torrential Baoyu outside wouldn't stop for a good while. During the wait, Zhou Yuanzhu stepped out to take a look and returned, drenched, in a dirty protective suit, saying, "It's getting to the point where not even an umbrella can hold up out there, and look, these silky things in the rain are getting more and more abundant."
Xu Huo glanced at it. Those filaments in the drizzle easily dissolved when pinched with fingers, but now the strands Zhou Yuanzhu held in her hand could be stretched continuously, looking even more like living things than before.
"Are these mycelium?" Zhou Yuanzhu asked, "I just went to look in the underground lair and found many fungi growing there. If some fungi can induce an insatiable hunger in people, what if someone were to let loose a bunch of them... "
