When the real mushroom appeared in front of Zheng Yuan, Zheng Yuan looked at it with some doubts. I didn't plan it yet, why did you come out?
People, hold back, hold back, is one of the simplest words, but in reality? Humans are the most complex creatures, and real mushrooms require the most authentic side of a person, which is why it is difficult to capture.
If it were Zheng Yuan before he learned the meaning of food, it would undoubtedly be difficult to catch real mushrooms. After all, if he can't even calm down, how can he see his own reality?
Zheng Yuan's original intention of not being utilitarian is undoubtedly in line with the conditions for catching real mushrooms.
Smashing the ice hoe in his hand to the ground, letting it embed into the chest of the earth, Zheng Yuan squatted down and carefully picked up the real mushroom with his hands.
It feels warm in the hand and has almost no sense of weight, just like holding up a piece of tulle, but the faint and delicate touch like satin makes people unable to put it down.
When a real mushroom is pulled up from the ground, its roots do not have any dirt on them. Instead, they are smooth and round, as if they are a work of art rather than naturally occurring.
Because the best way to eat it is to eat it directly, Zheng Yuan has no idea of cooking it and just stuffs it into his mouth. His heart is full of anticipation. How delicious will the delicacy that best suits the taste of the capturer be? ?
Zheng Yuan actually stuffed the rather huge mushroom into his mouth. There was no taste at first, and he didn't feel any weight in his mouth. He just felt that something was holding it inside. He bit it subconsciously, but there was almost no chewing feeling. It's like chewing a ball of air.
But if you bite a few more times, you will find that there is a hint of flavor coming from this real mushroom that is almost in the air. It is very light, but extremely delicious!
What does that taste like?
sweet?
salty?
fresh?
No, not at all. It is a more complex and colorful taste. It is not a simple accumulation of flavors, but the feeling that there is me in you and you in me.
In addition to the taste and texture, it has also changed. It has become hard, from air to like tendons that have been stewed to perfection. It is soft and waxy, like a young and beautiful girl, clumsily and gently caressing the tip of your tongue and taste buds.
wrong! wrong!
How can human feelings compare to this taste? It is a softer and softer taste, like the sun gently embracing you in the arms in winter. The warm and happy taste makes Zheng Yuan fall into an ethereal state.
Moving his mouth gently, Zheng Yuan tried his best to maintain his composure. Such delicious food naturally requires more careful tasting.
The taste of happiness shot from his tailbone to his forehead like an electric current. Zheng Yuan couldn't help but tremble all over, his muscles tensed. The strong air burst out causing his clothes to scatter like fireworks, and his bones made a crackling sound when they collided.
This smell is so impactful that even if you are prepared for it, you still can't help but be immersed in it.
Pitch black, pitch black, just like the lightless realm where the inner food demon lives, Zheng Yuan stood in the darkness, with the faint light emitting from his body.
"......This is where?"
When Zheng Yuan opened his eyes, a world full of darkness came into view, with only himself visible. This sense of déjà vu made him shout.
"Brother Devil, are you there?"
I don’t know how big this land is, how far the sound has spread, and there is no echo. Zheng Yuan shouted a few times and realized that it was in vain. He tried to use the system, but he whispered in his heart several times and the familiar light curtain did not appear. Zheng Yuan didn’t know for a moment what to do.
Zheng Yuan is not the useless protagonist in those novels who cannot survive without the system. To Zheng Yuan, the system is just a high-end version of the recipe. Although it is of great help to him, it cannot be said to be indispensable. Zheng Yuan's own confusion It's more like a otaku who plays with his mobile phone all day long and feels a little uncomfortable when he leaves his mobile phone.
After stabilizing his mind, Zheng Yuan calmly thought about the current situation and decided to take a walk first, so he raised his feet that had been standing for a long time and took steps.
"There's something!"
When Zheng Yuan raised his head, he felt an extremely slight touch, and subconsciously looked down.
Lifting the steps was like turning on a switch. A little fluorescence came out from the place where the toes touched, and then spread. The fluorescence gradually became larger, and the shape of a mushroom appeared in front of Zheng Yuan's eyes.
"Real mushrooms?"
Zheng Yuan was a little confused. Was it a hallucination caused by eating real mushrooms? Or is it the food demon in your inner world that just doesn’t want to deal with you?
Before the doubts could be answered, the fluorescent real mushroom suddenly trembled, and tens of thousands of tiny fluorescent lights drifted away to the dark world.
The fine fluorescence slowly dispersed and fell slowly. In Zheng Yuan's sight, the fine fluorescence seemed to hit the ground and stop wherever it was. Just like the ripples caused by a stone falling on the water, the place where the fine fluorescence stopped also had a circle. The waves of the circle surge.
For a moment, as far as the eye could see, the waves sputtered by thousands of fluorescent points occupied Zheng Yuan's eyes. Zheng Yuan couldn't help but admire its beauty. In an instant, the light burst, and thousands of fluorescent real mushrooms suddenly appeared, in Zheng Yuan's eyes. A translucent light blue ocean formed in front of him.
Zheng Yuan, whose vision was occupied, couldn't help but slow down his breathing. He was immersed in the beauty of this moment. It was so vast and magnificent, and the ocean composed of real fluorescent mushrooms fluctuated with their shaking, like ocean waves, with countless tiny fluorescent lights combined together. , forming a misty and beautiful scene.
...
"Ouch! (Boss, have you eaten it too? Isn't it delicious!)"
When his eyes focused again, a huge dog's face was filled with joy, occupying Zheng Yuan's thoughts.
"It's like having a dream. Even when I wake up, I'm still very moved."
Zheng Yuan murmured to himself, and there was a moist feeling in the corner of his eyes. He subconsciously reached out to touch it, and Zheng Yuan realized that it was his own tears.
"Ouch! (What dream? Isn't it delicious? It's obviously so delicious!)"
100 million asked in confusion.
"No, it's very delicious, but I feel like I saw something beautiful just now, didn't you?"
Zheng Yuan asked as he gently pushed away Yiyi's big face.
"Aw. (Scene? It seems there is, but the mushrooms are so delicious that I forgot about the rest.)"
One hundred million showed a naive expression.
"You!"
He poked Baiyi's dark nose with his finger, and Zheng Yuan chuckled helplessly.
"Go back. I didn't expect it to be so smooth this time. Pack up and go home. Come back next time when there is no snow in the misty forest."
He casually pulled off the damaged clothes on his body, revealing his strong muscles, and picked up the ice hoe beside him. Under the moonlight, Zheng Yuan walked side by side with Yiyi.
Behind the scenes, a beautiful fluorescent mushroom was swaying, as if waving goodbye.
