Chapter Seventy-Four: Kyungwon and the New Dress

When Kyungwon came to the fork in the road again, he could no longer see the crooked-necked tree, to be precise, the tree had been burned down, like a building had collapsed, and there was broken charcoal everywhere.

With nearly half of the tree trunk burning, and the smell of meat and charcoal like burning hair in the air, Kyungwon cautiously approached the charred field, where flocks of roasted, blackened mutated weavers flocked on the ground.

He carried a bamboo basket on his back, and sandwiched the woven birds that had not yet been fully charred into the basket.

He collects these roast birds and prepares to hang them on a meat rack to dry and make them into bird jerky.

If you really can't find another source of meat, in an emergency, you will use these bird jerky to stand up.

According to observations, these bird meats are basically no different from ordinary roast birds, with a meaty aroma and a very high-quality source of protein.

He didn't know what his stomach had become, but with his current digestive ability, there was no problem with eating these bird meats, and he wasn't afraid of mold infections, he was already infected anyway.

In the process of picking up the roasted birds, he discovered that these flocks of weavers were not the same birds, they were different in size and color, and the difference between body shape and feather texture was obvious.

He found some half-dead mutated weavers, most of them the first to break out of the nest, not burned by the fire, nor fell to their deaths, and luckily extinguished the flames in the mud.

Even on the periphery there were a few, almost unscathed, weaver finches, with not even a single scorch mark on their feathers, and some of their skin was exposed and stained with black mold.

However, the weavers did not react, and lay paralyzed on the ground.

At first, Kyungwon thought they had fallen to death and clamped them with fire tongs, but when he caught them in the head, they struggled.

These weavers have some instinctive unconditioned reflexes to contact with the outside world, but other than that, they lie motionless like a vegetative person with a broken nerve.

It's easy to think that they were manipulated by something before, as if some kind of parasite was living inside them and controlling their every move.

Just like the nematode, which is a very scary parasite, it will lay eggs in the water, small arthropods, such as praying mantises, will be parasitized after drinking their eggs, the nematode will hatch and grow in the body of the parasite, and later it can even control the behavior of the parasite, so that they can actively go to the water source to dive, because the adult worms of the nematode need to mate and reproduce in the water.

These flocks of weavers seem to be controlled by a large consciousness, which can't help but remind Kyungwon of the "industrial fungus tree" in the city center.

It's a tree again, and there is also a tree at the No. 1 High School in Shushan City, and it seems that it is not a good thing to have a relationship with the tree.

He picked up three baskets of roasted sparrows, a total of 147, some of which were too badly burned, so he ignored them.

Open the map, the monster still shows an exclamation point, and if there is any loot to collect, it can only be in the bird's nest.

The fire was still burning, the air was scorching, the heat was rolling, distorting his vision, and he took the fire tongs and shaved through the ashes and charcoal, peeling them apart, trying to find something special.

Half an hour later, he found a pitch-black, egg-shaped object in the midst of a cloud of ashes, a large one, with a rough exterior that resembled a charred lime shell, like a large bluestone, but the shape was too perfect to look like something produced in nature.

He tapped the shell of the egg with the tongs, and the ash fell in a plop, and the shell cracked like a tortoiseshell, and the shell was peeled open with tongs, and a lump of soft mud rolled out of it, like a black mud wrapped in a film.

Is that it?

Kyungwon took out a glass jar from his travel bag, put on gloves, and stuffed the mud into the jar.

[Evolution Material "Small Mold Colony" has been obtained, please select Skill Upgrade in the character panel]

Is this a colony of mold?

Jing Yuan looked carefully through the glass, and suddenly thought of the mutant weaver sparrow he met for the first time, and the guy's claws were grasping a few things similar to Juncao.

So, is the mutant weaver actually collecting mold?

This thing turned out to be an evolutionary material, what would it look like if he absorbed this mass of bacteria?

Anyway, he sealed the colony of mold and put it away first.

Don't think about using it for the time being, after all, you can't predict the direction of evolution, who can be sure that it will definitely develop in a good direction?

Like Agumon, it will also mistakenly evolve into a zombie tyrannosaur.

After a few more turns, and finding nothing more, he left.

When he got back, he threaded the bird meat with a sweater needle and hung it in the attic to dry, and he kept the mold in a compartment in the basement.

He hadn't forgotten Xiao Yun'er's new dresses, which had been washed clean by him.

At the appointed time, he picked a white dress and a sky blue sundress that best matched Xiao Yun'er and went to the city center.

It's not a long road, and he can get there in about an hour by bicycle.

Xiao Yun'er is still flipping through the comics, and in her free time, she also folds some paper cranes and puts them in the crystal ball chassis.

Jing Yuan felt that coming to Shunxiang Supermarket was like coming to her house as a guest, so he took out the folded skirt and handed it to Xiao Yun'er, but found one thing, this child didn't know how to wear clothes at all.

She put the little sky blue dress on her body, and in a few strokes, she tore the clothes to shreds.

She looked over with an innocent look on her face, as if she was asking for help.

Kyungwon touched her head helplessly, but instead of changing her clothes himself, he used himself as a model to demonstrate for her.

He raised Xiao Yun'er as a daughter, so naturally he didn't have any strange thoughts about her.

He took the skirt and gestured on himself, demonstrating the movements and sequence of dressing for Xiao Yun'er.

Of course, before putting on clothes, he had to change out of his old clothes, and after confirming that he handed over this knowledge to her, he took Xiao Yun'er to the supermarket and let her complete the change of clothes by herself.

When she reappeared, she had already taken off her old skirt and replaced it with a new one, but the skirt and neckline had not yet been straightened out.

Kyungwon helped her take care of it a little, and on a whim, he tied her loose hair into a ponytail with a rubber band.

Xiao Yun'er has a new look, this one-piece pleated skirt and high ponytail shape make her look like a lively and sunny little girl, Jing Yuan brought her a small mirror, she stood in front of the mirror, looked left and right, showed a shallow smile, seemed to be very satisfied with this outfit.

Kyungwon felt that she was becoming more and more like a human girl, and if only she could talk, he really wanted to talk to her.