Mushroom Man

Demon-suppressing tower.

Huang'er had a nightmare.

In her dream, she made a grave mistake, incurred the princess's dislike, and lost her status as a maid.

This was a huge blow to her, and her already severely injured body suffered even more.

If it weren't for Ah Hong and Ah Lan, those two maids she used to look down on, who dragged her to the convalescent hall, she probably would have already died.

Having narrowly escaped death, she has fully recovered from her injuries thanks to the efforts of the dragon-human doctor.

However, because the Golden Dragon King went too far, and she had never used the Power Mushroom to modify her physical body.

Therefore, it was still unavoidable, leaving some aftereffects.

Her legs became less agile, and walking became very difficult, thus ending her chances of continuing to work as a maid or servant.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, Huang'er will likely have no chance of ever getting ahead in her life, except perhaps remaining an ordinary dragon-man mushroom grower.

This was something that Huang'er could never accept.

Once upon a time, she was a noble princess's maid, but after offending a detestable human mushroom master, she was reduced to a cripple.

Such a huge difference made her regret her past actions.

If only everything could start over...

She would never be so reckless again, disobeying the princess and offending that guy.

Of course, although Huang'er felt regret, she felt even more hatred towards the two of them.

She hated that human mushroom master. If it weren't for that pretty boy, she would still be the princess's most beloved maid, enjoying the princess's special favor.

She also hated the princess, hating her for being fickle and heartless.

The bond between master and servant that had lasted for many years was no match for a pretty boy in the princess's eyes.

What's so good about a pretty boy?
Isn't it just that she was born with a good appearance, knows how to use sweet words, knows how to cultivate mushrooms, and knows some brave and fierce methods?
No matter how outstanding that pretty boy is, he is not a dragon.

The princess was so heartless to her because of a foreigner; this was a blatant betrayal!
Putting aside the fact that she was wrong to begin with, didn't the princess and that pretty boy do anything wrong at all?
The devastating blow had already caused Huang'er to develop mental health issues.

During her time recuperating in the sanatorium, Huang'er spent almost every moment filled with remorse.

She thought she had already been unlucky enough.

Unexpectedly, while she was peacefully lying in her hospital bed drinking her medicinal diet, she was suddenly captured by an enormous white skeleton.

Moreover, judging from the context, this skeleton appears to be the work of a human mushroom master.

That's right, it's the human mushroom master again!
First, there was that pretty boy Wu Shuai, who prevented her from having the princess all to herself and caused the princess to dislike her. Then, the human mushroom master captured her as mushroom material.

Why is her life so miserable!
Could it be that Huang'er is destined to die at the hands of a human mushroom master?

"I don't want to die, no, no..."

"I was wrong, Princess, Huang'er was wrong, please forgive Huang'er this time..."

"Wu Shuai, skeleton, get out, get out!"

"I don't want to die. I'm still young. I haven't married a dragon prince yet and become a dragon princess as noble as Princess Miaoyin..."

Huang'er's face was deathly pale, devoid of any color.

She lay on the cold, damp ground, her eyes closed, occasionally muttering incomprehensible gibberish.

She didn't know what she was dreaming about, but it made her breathing rapid and cold sweat pour down her forehead.

"No!"

Suddenly, Huang'er screamed and then woke up with a start.

She sat up abruptly, panting heavily.

It was at this moment that Huang'er realized she was not dead.

She looked bewildered and instinctively glanced around.

Everything around was like a living hell, a crimson expanse as far as the eye could see.

The place was gloomy and dark, filled with dark red and black blood, and the air was thick with the stench of blood, making people want to vomit.

A dense array of iron chains hangs down from the top of the tower, creating a sense of inexplicable oppression.

Everything here seemed incredibly terrifying.

Huang'er's heavy breathing was very clear in this place.

The surroundings were deathly silent, as if she were the only living person there.

"Is this...is this the Underworld?"

Huang'er had never left the Dragon Palace, and the Dragon Palace had never had such a terrifying and unfamiliar environment.

Therefore, her first thought was that she had been eaten by the white skeleton and was now in the legendary Yellow Springs.

And just as she was filled with fear and at a loss...

From the eerie darkness ahead came a series of thumping sounds.

Is anyone there?

Huang'er looked terrified, swallowed hard, and whispered a cry.

However, no matter how she called out, there was no response.

Huang'er thought that the creature that made the noise was probably a dragonman like herself, who had been captured by the skeleton.

Desperate to find a companion, she mustered her courage and struggled to get up from the ground.

Huang'er, whose legs were not very nimble, had great difficulty walking and could only move little by little toward the source of the sound.

With each step she took, the pungent smell of blood grew stronger.

soon……

As Huang'er drew closer to the sound.

A true hell on earth then came into view.

There stood a huge pool of blood, its dark red, viscous blood churning and bubbling like boiling water.

A person dressed in blood faced the pool of blood, with his back to Huang'er.

The man held a dark gold saw blade covered in serrated edges, looking ferocious and terrifying, as if he were chopping something.

The thumping sounds from before were clearly made by this person. But what exactly was he chopping?

The answer is obvious...

Then one could see that several corpses were piled up like a mountain beside this person.

Without exception, these corpses were all the elderly, weak, sick, disabled, and dragon-man doctors who had been captured from the Sanatorium by the skeletons.

These dragon people died a gruesome death; their flesh, bones, and internal organs were all torn apart.

In an instant, only heads with dragon horns remained, forming a mound of human heads placed beside the blood pool.

Without exception, all of these dragon-human heads had an unseeing, unclosed look on their faces.

Their faces still bore traces of fear, terror, and agonizing pain from their lives, making them utterly terrifying.

And coincidentally, their eyes, brimming with blood and tears, were fixed on the direction where Huang'er was.

Upon seeing this, Huang'er's pupils contracted sharply, and her mind went completely blank with fear.

She covered her mouth, speechless with unprecedented fear, her legs weak and unable to move an inch.

"Um……"

"Finally, all these old, weak, sick, and disabled people have been completely disposed of."

"This dragon blood is still a little short of enough to refine dragon blood mushrooms, so we can save it up for now."

"There are too few Dragon Souls to refine Dragon Soul Mushrooms in one go. We can only refine Jiao Soul Mushrooms first and then upgrade them later."

"As for bones and flesh, skin and internal organs, dragon horns and scales, these are all excellent materials for slave and bloodline cultivation."

"If used properly, it should be able to produce a few decent mushrooms."

The blood-stained man's cold, indifferent voice echoed eerily in the air.

As he spoke, he chopped the meat and removed the bones.

He dismembered the dragon-man's internal organs and flesh, throwing them into the blood pool.

With each piece of flesh and blood added, the blood pool would increase by one unit.

This scene, witnessed by Huang'er, completely ignited the fear within her.

Having never left the Dragon Palace, she only knew from the records in the Dragon Palace what kind of fate awaited dragon people who fell into the hands of human mushroom masters.

First, they were reduced to slavery to provide amusement for others.

Some individuals of certain races have an extreme fondness for dragon girls, and they often capture them to rape and play with.

Actually, this outcome is considered lucky; at least they didn't lose their lives.

The other option is to become mushroom substrate, which usually leads to a tragic end.

They were either brutally dismembered or refined alive by humans.

Some extremely wicked human mushroom makers even like to conduct inhumane experiments on dragonmen in order to deduce mushroom recipes.

Examples include using poison gas to cultivate toxic fungi, freezing and dismembering them, and cannibalism between mothers and their offspring.

These are all recorded events that have been passed down through the history of the Dragon People.

When Huang'er read about these things in books before, she only felt sorry for those dragon people and wondered how humans could be so evil.

If she were one of those dragon people, she would definitely fight to the death, preferring to die in battle rather than become some kind of mushroom.

However, now that Huang'er has witnessed this horrific scene, she no longer has any thought of fighting back to the death.

Fear, like a raging flood, completely overwhelmed her.

At this moment, she had only one thought in her mind...

'A demon, a demon!'

'Run! Run! I can't let this devil find me!'

Huang'er knew perfectly well that if this person discovered her, she would probably not escape being dismembered.

Upon recalling this, Huang'er felt as if she had just woken up from a dream.

Without a second thought, she carefully moved backward, trying to escape this hell on earth.

However, Huang'er had only taken a few steps back when she bumped into a huge object.

The cold, hard touch made her face turn deathly pale instantly.

When she arrived, there was nothing behind her.

The meaning of suddenly bumping into something now is self-evident.

"Gulu..."

Huang'er swallowed subconsciously, then looked up slowly with fear on her face.

as predicted……

A tall, white skeleton appeared behind her without her noticing.

The white skeleton looked ferocious and terrifying, with its eye sockets burning with ghostly flames.

As if noticing her gaze, the skeletal skeleton lowered its head, then opened and closed its jaws, emitting a strange laugh.

"Jie Jie Jie..."

"Little one, where are you going?"

Upon hearing this, Huang'er was terrified.

She rolled her eyes and was so frightened she almost fainted.

"Fainting without the special envoy's permission is an even more serious offense."

Upon seeing this, the skeleton immediately let out a cold snort.

In an instant, a chilling aura spread out, causing Huang'er to shiver involuntarily and wake up abruptly.

Just then, the man in blood turned around and looked over, then spoke softly.

"Alright, it's almost done."

"Bring her here quickly, I still need to give Miss Miaoyin a surprise..." (End of Chapter)