Today's order was delivered early in the morning.

White Kabu picks a few gasoline mushrooms and refuels the van.

Also refuel the generator.

The air conditioning of the van was turned on.

But as the weather gets colder, this little bit of hot air becomes less and less useful.

When he returned to the car, he saw Bai Chino sitting cross-legged, covered with a quilt, fiddling with his tablet.

"Why?"

"Learn to code!"

White Kabu has a strange look in his eyes.

Programming, I said, is an ancient art before the catastrophe, which is difficult and obscure, broad and profound, complex in categories, and has many genres.

This art has led to the glory of an era.

Within the Salvation Group, there are people who specialize in this art.

Taocheng LAN forums and group chats are the product of this art!

But the question is...... I've heard that programming is hard.

Sister, this parallelogram can't even understand the head melon, can it be braided?

Of course, it's enough to keep the words of complaining in your heart.

He leaned forward and hugged his sister's shoulder.

"Come on."

"Uh-huh. I want to make an official website of a mushroom company! ”

The rescue group also seems to be short of talents in this area, and released a python language tutorial. The little girl was fascinated.

White Kabu sat down beside her.

Start organizing your thoughts.

That ancient corpse king, Peach, I don't know when he will wake up.

It is said that a large number of corpse kings have gathered around it.

Someone in the rescue group is watching, and once the Ancient Corpse King awakens, he will blow the rallying cry and launch a general attack of the evolutionaries in the whole city.

"With my strength, I'm afraid I can't beat the Great Corpse King.

"The scene should be quite chaotic at that time, and finding an opportunity to grab the head with one shot should be a solution."

In the basin next to it, the developing spore revolver, the hairball, has begun to shed its hair.

Mission progress: 1000g/2000g

Agility stats are increased by a total of 50.

[Agility: 57 (Light as a swallow, no trace in the snow!) ）】

If you want to take the mushroom, there's nothing to cultivate.

There is no such thing as an accurate head for puff mushrooms.

The closer the distance, the more accurate it becomes.

If you want to increase your strength again, you can only control it with mycelium.

"I heard that before the disaster, there was a kind of stab-proof vest.

"Can you make a mycelium version?"

The specific principle is not very well understood.

But there's one thing you can't be wrong with – the thicker the stuff, the better the puncture resistance!

A one-meter-thick stab-proof suit can't pierce a half-meter-long knife no matter what!

"Thicken it up."

He reached into his backpack.

Skills, mycelial manipulation, activation.

Countless mycelium immediately flew out and surrounded his body, beginning to hover, fly, and weave sweaters.

"To be close, to be tight, to be strong, to protect!"

……

"No, it's too tight, out of breath......"

Mycelial vest that can't bind the ribs!

……

"Still no, I can't twist my waist like this."

Mycelium vest that does not hinder movement!

This work is not simple.

But soon, Bai Kabu had a new idea.

"Before the catastrophe, there was a scientific idea called biomimicry.

"Mycelium vest, do you want to have a bionic one?

"In front of the chest, make it in the shape of a pectoral muscle block to protect the heart.

"The abdomen, make a field character block, protect the stomach.

"Under the ribs, make a twill structure to make it easy to turn around."

This is obviously more complex, and the requirements for mycelial manipulation are even higher.

But Bai Kabu is a person who dares to think, dare to try, and dare to delve into research.

Big deal, take your time little by little.

And just like that, time ticked by.

The sun submerged into the clouds in the west.

Twilight covers Peach City.

The mycelial vest of the white caboo is finally knitted.

It looks as if he has more strong pectoralis and abdominal muscles.

There is also a line behind it...... Artificial pimple meat.

Or rather, bionic pimple meat.

Ding——

【Super Mushroom System】

[Congratulations to the host, through continuous practice, mycelium manipulation proficiency +5]

【Skills】

Mycelium Manipulation (Mastery 76/100)】

The mycelium vest is stronger than five times at a time!

White Kabu grinned, revealing his big white teeth.

Refreshing!

"You can put it under your coat."

White Kabu imagined that kind of picture.

Looks so handsome!

"However, it's better to thicken it."

He decided to take off his denim jacket and weave mycelium directly outside his thermal underwear.

This wraps tighter and has better defenses.

Well, here comes a new problem.

How do you take off such a complex mycelium vest?

Don't take it off?

Sleeping in this stuff can be tiring!

One more way to practice a debacterium vest?

But this thing is also slow to weave.

One more way to quickly knit a mycelium vest?

The proficiency level is already 76, which is not far from 100.

White Kabu was looking forward to the transformation of this skill.

Then keep practicing!

Outside the car window, night has completely fallen.

Under the same night sky.

The hour hand manager stands at the top of a tall building.

Looking down, the central plaza becomes smaller.

The shattered ground was still covered with scarlet mist.

The corpse kings gathered around were shadowed in the night.

Suddenly, he smelled a peculiar smell of corpses.

Look up.

I saw that across the square, another building rising from the ground had a thin figure.

The hour hand manager frowned slightly.

He didn't need to turn on the bioradar to feel that wanton, flamboyant evil aura.

It's like a flag, unfurled in the night wind.

"The Great Corpse King?

"Do you want to protect the Ancient Corpse King?"

The Great Corpse King is rare.

Haven't encountered this before.

But it's not that it can't be handled.

He looked at the glow-in-the-dark watch.

Don't rush to shoot.

There are so many hole cards in total.

With one, there is one less.

It would be best if you could wait for the peach to break through the ground and get rid of all this dirty stuff together.

Hundreds of meters away, the thin figure stood on the rooftop of a high-rise building in the night breeze.

It's a bit hunched back and leans slightly forward at the waist.

Holding a clothes pole and draping in torn sheets.

The skin is darkened, decaying.

It's like picking up an ordinary zombie with rags.

Its name is "Beggar".

"How's the grain and grass?"

Behind it, the white-scaled corpse king's answer sounded.

"It's being shipped.

"The net is a little slower, you wait a little longer.

"Are you hungry?

"I'm going to get the guy on the other side of the building, and I'm going to get you here?"

The beggar's voice, with the usual hoarseness of zombies, seemed to leak air in his throat.

"Our purpose is peaches.

"Taking the peaches away is the most important thing.

"That person, there was a strange smell on him.

"Leave him alone."

They also hold their hole cards.

The peaches haven't woken up yet, and they don't want to open them casually.

The skeleton of the skeleton, the flesh membrane in the throat vibrates.

"Teaching, students don't understand.

"Why do you have to save Peaches?

"It's nothing more than the Great Corpse King.

"On the mountain of corpses, there is no shortage."

The beggar shook his head slightly.

"Huh.

"You are too young to have lived through that era.

"In a few days, it will wake up.

"The newly awakened peach is the most fragile and needs our protection.

"When it slowly regains its strength, you will feel that kind of horror."