This dungeon has mushrooms growing on it.

Chapter 651. The Era of Puji

The highest terrace of the central tower of Mushroom Castle faces the thin sunlight of the North.

Looking down at the three new mushrooms surrounded by the mushroom fodder, the Sword Saint chuckled and asked the marshal beside him, "Performing miracles, resurrecting the dead, are you... a god?"

Although I really want to straighten up my mushroom body, unleash the radiance of sunstone behind my mushroom cap, and then casually admit it.

But Lin Jun is an honest person.

"Not yet."

The Sword Saint didn't press for the meaning of the word "return," but simply tilted his mushroom hat slightly: "Then why did you resurrect them?"

Upon hearing the Sword Saint's question, the Marshal jumped up indignantly: "What do you mean, why? They are all my precious people! Of course, we should try our best to revive them if possible... It doesn't cost any money anyway."

For some reason, the Sword Saint always felt that the last half of the sentence was the key point.

He originally thought that the boss must have paid some kind of price to revive him.

After all, he has that value as a sword saint.

He had considered many possibilities: consuming precious resources, paying some price, or using some forbidden power.

But now it seems... the resurrection ability that the boss possesses is much more convenient than it expected.

It's so convenient that it seems like something that shouldn't be in the hands of ordinary people.

Of course, the leader is clearly neither "ordinary" nor "human." But in any case, this ability is far too powerful in the eyes of the Sword Saint.

I don't know how long a Puji can live, but since it can be resurrected at will, its lifespan is probably no longer an issue.

Putting aside the fact that "one must abandon human form and transform into a pup," this method of immortality seems far more impressive than the tricks of the vampires.

Vampires will die if they are killed.

But Puji... is truly "as long as the fungal carpet doesn't die, Puji won't perish".

It has experienced the phenomenon of growing back from the fungal carpet after death several times.

The Sword Saint didn't know much about the soul, but even without dedicated study, it was easy to deduce one thing:

If the boss keeps resurrecting like this, the number of Mushroom Transformers will increase, until one day, the world is filled with Puji.

Could this be considered a global crisis?
Despite thinking this way, the Sword Saint did not intend to do anything to betray Lin Jun.

The fog is the real crisis we need to face; dealing with things like excessive chatter is something we can consider later. We can discuss these matters with the boss after we've saved the world.

Even if we take a step back and assume everyone turns into a "puji," it might feel strange, but it's not entirely unacceptable.

At least, the Sword Saint is quite satisfied with his current mushroom-like body.

As it was thinking about these random things, the leader's thoughts suddenly came from the mushroom web.

"What are you thinking about?" The marshal's tentacles reached out and gently poked the edge of its mushroom cap. "You're not thinking that once word gets out about your reincarnation, the things you did to Inanna and Galadriel will be exposed, right?"

The anticipation in his mind was completely undisguised.

The Sword Saint remained silent for a long time.

It changed its mind.

Making a poop... is so difficult.

……

If we're talking about who's happiest about getting three more mushrooms, it has to be Will.

As the first member of the Mushroom Clan to achieve "Ascension" through faith in the truest sense, he went through a complicated period.

At first, I was terrified. When I woke up and realized that I was no longer myself, I felt lost and helpless for a long time.

Then came the touching moment, when he learned from Number Seven that it was the Master of the Fungus who personally guided his soul back from the brink of death.

Then came the novelty; he spent a whole week wandering around the mushroom garden, adapting to walking, climbing slopes, and using his tentacles to roll things up in his new body.

Later, a faint, lingering loneliness settled in. Life in the mushroom farm wasn't difficult.

Number Seven is a kind-hearted guide, although he can be a little...eccentric at times.

Will still remembers the first time he saw that black dragon-man, who was called Little Black and was said to be a resident of the Mushroom Garden.

That day, as Number Seven was showing him around, Little Black suddenly appeared out of nowhere, grabbed Number Seven's leg, and stuffed the whole thing into his mouth.

Will was so frightened that all four of his tentacles froze.

Not long after, Resurrection Number Seven reappeared in front of him, full of energy, and happily shared her experience of being eaten: "You know, when she's chewing you up, if you turn your body slightly to the side, the feeling of being crushed will be more even!"

Will listened in silence, his tentacles trembling slightly, a fear in a different sense.

Although he disagreed with Number Seven's unique aesthetic sense, he at least understood one thing: the Mushroom Clan did not have to worry about death.

Strangely, the dragon-man named Little Black didn't seem very interested in him. In their several encounters, it only took Number Seven, completely ignoring Will.

Will sometimes wondered, "Is number seven really tastier?"

Unfortunately, after turning into a puffball, he could no longer taste anything.

But what truly unsettled him was something else entirely.

lonely.

In Mushroom Castle, he had no shortage of people to talk to. Number Seven often came to see him, and passing Mushroom People would stop to greet him. Even the Dragonman Little Black would respond to his thoughts—although they often talked at cross purposes and didn't understand each other at all.

The mushroom master did not restrict his range of activities; he could even leave the mushroom garden and go to the magical city of Mushroom Castle.

But here, he is the only one who transformed from a human into a mushroom.

Number Seven and Number Fourteen were born into the Mushroom Clan. Only he was once a human, once named Will, and once chopped wood, moved stones, and prayed with a group of refugees in the Mushroom Forest of the Mushroom Cult.

He couldn't find anyone like him.

Therefore, Will was the happiest of all when he heard that three more Mushroom Turners had suddenly appeared in the Mushroom Castle.

He squeezed into the crowd in the square early in the morning, mingled among the mushroom growers, found a wooden box, and watched the three new mushrooms from afar.

similar!

Although only one of the three mushroom turners was human, it didn't matter to Will.

They all believe in the same lord.

They've all turned into poop now.

Everything from the past—race, identity, what one did in life—is no longer important.

At the same time, he also realized that in the future, there would be more and more of his kind. Those refugees, those believers, those fungal people who died in the war... they would all come here and become like him now.

The era of the fungus master and Puji is coming.

Will is one of them!

"Praise be to the Bacterium Master!"

"kindness."

"..."

"If only the master of the fungus could be a little more mysterious and aloof," Will sometimes thought to himself.

……

While the people of Mushroom Castle were celebrating the birth of the Mushroom Clan, Eugene and Dean were busily organizing their army and seeking outside help, seemingly wanting to take over Mushroom Castle once and for all.

Lin Jun was fully aware of this.

Then, Lin Jun sent a request for assistance to the dwarves.

(End of this chapter)