This dungeon has mushrooms growing on it.

Chapter 466, Section 465: Lin Jun's Grand Plan
Although it was Chirp No. 4 who dragged Inanna out of the room in a fierce manner, it froze as soon as it stepped out of the room.

After all, this wasn't the mushroom garden it was familiar with, and it had no idea where to go.

In the end, it was Inanna who led the two Puji through the winding paths of the camp and finally found Alama and Lorenzo in the tense atmosphere of the temporary command post.

Inanna wasn't really that naive to be led by the nose by Number Four.

Before leaving, she had secretly consulted her boss on the mushroom network, and Lin Jun only asked her to hide some key information.

Lin Jun knew very well that the spread of the fungal carpet and the special characteristics exhibited by the Puji Legion meant that they could no longer be regarded as ordinary monsters.

He had learned this from several private conversations between Alama and Lorenzo after the fungal carpet covered the entire valley.

Although the two human leaders deliberately avoided mentioning Puji every time they talked about this matter, they clearly did not understand the fungal carpet enough. Every inch of the fungal carpet that covered the valley was an extension of Lin Jun's senses.

The human leadership is aware that there is a powerful force hidden behind Puji, but given the current situation with a formidable enemy, they still need to rely on this force and are unable or unwilling to investigate further.

But to say that they are completely without any guard up would be utter self-deception.

Lin Jun's goal was simple: since humans were already speculating that Puji might possess intelligence, he would take the opportunity to introduce a few intelligent Puji to them!

Just like Lin Jun kept telling Xiao Xi, whoever wins over Puji wins the world.

These thirteen intelligent Poji under my command will be distributed one by one. A few will be placed in the Northern Territory, a few in the main human sphere of influence, some will be given to the elves, and even a few may be given to the demons.

Let everyone see that whoever gains the approval and assistance of these "intelligent Puji" can, to a certain extent, harness the power of the Puji.

It doesn't matter whether people suspect there are risks behind this. As long as Lin Jun doesn't expose herself and Wisdom Puji can provide real power, then if anyone gives up on Puji because of doubt, then they are giving up the power that is within their grasp!
This is Lin Jun's open scheme.

The ultimate goal of all this is to lay the fungal carpet more smoothly, absorb more nutrients and magic, and continuously strengthen Lin Jun herself!

To be honest, Lin Jun didn't want to portray herself as an ambitious, world-conquering demon king.

But Shenmu's words are still fresh in our minds: in ten years or more, or even several decades, the world may come to an end.

Lin Jun couldn't be 100% sure if that big shot was fooling him, but the various signs of decay in the world made him reluctant to believe it was true.

With little time remaining, the various races on the continent, whose souls are not much different, are still indulging in internal strife, obsessed with dynastic struggles and racial slaughter.

Rather than hoping that these forces, which see each other as enemies, will suddenly put aside their differences and unite to deal with the unknown apocalypse, we should focus on the future.

Lin Jun felt that it would be better to let them all submit to the glory of the mycelium, integrate all their strength and concentrate all their resources to fight for that glimmer of hope for him, Lin Jun!

In his vision, the fungal carpet should be successfully spread to every corner of the world within three to five years.

At that time, the vast and unparalleled network of fungal carpet will bring him a massive amount of experience points and an almost unlimited supply of magic power. His level will continue to rise at an astonishing rate, and his power will expand to an unimaginable level.

After that, he could sweep away all the forces on the continent with the force of autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, and coordinate them in order to deal with the impending crisis.

Of course, this is ultimately just an ideal plan.

Lin Jun knew perfectly well that reality would inevitably be full of variables and obstacles, and he was not surprised at all that he would ultimately fail.

If it really comes to that, he can only follow the example of Shenmu, retreating back to his underground city lair, either waiting for destruction to come or hoping that some unknown "other" will come to save the world.

Fortunately, Lin Jun was quite confident about the Puji Dungeon as an escape route.

Through his tireless efforts, he had gained a fairly good grasp of the core permissions of the dungeon, with only the last part of the core rules still being explored and cracked. Although he still did not have complete control, Lin Jun was confident that even if the incredibly destructive vampire prince he had met before came to this dungeon, he would not be able to truly threaten his main body.

……

On the other side, as Inanna led the two puffies in, Lorenzo and Alama swallowed hard in unison, a thought simultaneously flashing through their minds—after their secret was exposed, they decided to go all out and come out to lay their cards on the table?

In a way, they guessed correctly; they were indeed there to lay their cards on the table, but the cards they were dealing with were completely different from what they had expected.

The two stared blankly as one of the fungal tentacles excitedly waved its mycelial tentacles, sometimes raising them high, sometimes slamming them angrily to the ground, its short fungal legs constantly stomping on the ground, making rapid "poo-poo-poo" sounds.

They exchanged a glance and saw the same confusion in each other's eyes, not understanding what was going on.
After delivering a passionate speech praising the greatness of the Mushroom Clan, Number Four noticed that the two old non-mushrooms in front of it remained unresponsive, still looking completely bewildered. Puzzled, it turned to Inanna through its mushroom net and asked, "Pink Puzz, why aren't they reacting? Was my explanation of the Mushroom Clan's greatness unclear enough?"

To be honest, Number Four was a little nervous. Usually, it was Big Brother Number One who did this kind of work. Now it was just imitating him, and it was afraid that it would do a bad job and embarrass the Mushroom Clan.

Inanna crouched down: "Probably because they weren't connected to the microbial network..."

"Not within the fungal web?!" Number Four's worldview was once again shaken. "Then how do they communicate?"

Inanna gently parted her lips and made a sound: "Like this, speak with your mouth."

"Speak...?" Number Four's mind was filled with disbelief. "There's such a primitive way of communication?"

This can't be blamed on Number Four being ignorant.

In the mushroom farm, even the mushroom growers have long been accustomed to direct communication at the intellectual level through the mushroom network.

Without language barriers, the meaning conveyed will not be ambiguous. Even if they are hundreds of meters apart, as long as they can lock onto the target with their eyes, they can have a clear "dialogue".

So convenient, it naturally gradually replaced speaking.

Today, those who still retain their speaking habits in the core area of ​​Mushroom Fortress are mostly newly surrendered tribespeople who have not yet fully integrated.

These people are not qualified to enter the Mushroom Garden, and they will not be encountered by Number Four.

It naturally assumes that all intelligent beings should communicate through thought.

Even the more composed Number Ten was no exception in this respect, though it would never reveal its inner surprise.

"How about... I translate for you?" Inanna said helplessly, never expecting that she would one day be playing the role of a real-time translator.

At this moment, Lorenzo, who was opposite him, seemed to have figured something out from this strange scene. He tentatively asked, "Niece, this little poop... were those actions it was trying to tell us something?"

“Actually, it was just ‘speaking’…” Inanna explained.

Lorenzo immediately summoned a mage who was proficient in telepathy. After administering a potion to enhance the mage's mana, the mage managed to establish a temporary mental link, barely connecting the thoughts of the three people and the two mushrooms.

It was indeed a struggle; the monk's face looked as if he were carrying a tremendous burden.

Thanks to the mage's dedication, Alama and Lorenzo were able to establish their first dialogue with the Mushroom Clan.

"You two old bastards, can you hear me now?"

Lorenzo and Alama exchanged a glance, both thinking the same thing: This puzzling way of speaking doesn't seem very friendly...

(End of this chapter)