He boiled hot water to take a bath, he and Xiao Yun'er were drenched in the rain, soaked in the turbid seawater, and needed to take a bath and change clothes.

After taking a bath, Xiao Yun'er temporarily put on a Tang Xue shirt, which was a full size bigger on her, and the sleeves were more than half down, so she didn't need to wear pants to cover her legs.

But it doesn't matter, there is no one else anyway.

After all, two months later, although the house was completely closed, dust still inevitably fell on the floor and furniture.

Kyungwon started cleaning, and in the corner of the living room there was a mountain spring that had been stored from the mountain stream, and the buckets for the water dispenser were piled up in two rows and rested in the corner.

The water was still clear, so he carried two buckets of water, poured them into the basin, poured washing powder on the marble tiles, took a mop and mopped the floor, polished the tiles, and rinsed them twice with clean water after wiping.

The shiny tiles reflect the sunlight and are very beautiful.

Originally, this building was a villa, but after removing the iron plates that blocked the light, the living room suddenly changed back to a magnificent and spacious appearance.

Xiao Yun'er likes shiny and beautiful things, so this room is also very pleasing to her, she is barefoot, running around the house, touching this side, touching that side.

The place where she stayed the longest was the big TV hanging on the wall, the screen was playing, and she stood in front of the TV, and she held out her hand, and she had to look up to see the top.

She carefully tapped the TV screen and the blue light of the DVD player, the image and the sudden vibrating horn made her retract her hand as if frightened, and then she looked up, and the cartoon characters on the TV made comical exaggerated movements, and her eyes were drawn and never left.

It was a sunny afternoon, and the hustle and bustle of the outside world had nothing to do with it, and the moist wind blew in with the smell of earth and grass after the rain, and it was peaceful.

Kyungwon carried a small wooden stool and sat by the floor-to-ceiling window, with a large red plastic basin in front of him, full of clear water like a mirror, reflecting his face.

He took the sheets and the clothes he had worn, took a washboard in his hand, poured laundry detergent into the basin, and scrubbed it so hard that white foam gushed out, and the water gradually became cloudy.

Xiao Yun'er glanced at him through the glass window, he noticed the sight, waved at her, he was here, in her sight, and would not leave.

So she watched the TV with peace of mind, her little legs swaying under the couch.

He scrubbed his clothes and sheets, slowly, by hand.

After rubbing and wringing out, the sheets were hung on a clothesline in the yard, and the strings were hung with white and blue sheets and duvet covers, dripping down and fluttering in the wind.

The clothes were propped up on hangers and hung on the eaves by the floor-to-ceiling windows, and he poked them one by one with a clothes pole.

Dusk was approaching, and the clouds on the horizon were burning.

The hat-shaped mushroom cloud turned golden, like a giant golden gong floating in the air.

He piled up the firewood and lit a fire in front of the stove, on which there were two pots, one boiling hot water and the other boiling rice.

Although it is possible to draw the energy needed for activity directly from the mycelium mesh underground, it is still used to cooking rice and burning wood to eat, and when it comes to meals, skipping meals is like missing something.

Besides, now Xiao Yun'er also needs to eat, and she needs to draw energy and materials from the food in the outside world.

Now she is very similar to the state of Jingyuan before, she will feel hungry, she will feel sleepy, she needs to eat, she needs to drink water.

Her physique is not much different from that of a child, she can move what a child can move, and what a child can't move, she tries hard to move, but if it is something that an adult can move with a lot of effort, she is helpless.

Of course, there is still a fundamental difference between her and humans, her body temperature is very low, she can recover quickly from her injuries, she needs to consume meat regularly, and if possible, it is best to give her some fresh blood from animals.

Although blood stimulates ferocity, she is not bothered by this ferocity, because her heart is as pure as glass, and what she believes will never change.

Night fell, the hall was brightly lit, hot meals were placed on the table, Xiao Yun'er sat in Jing Yuan's arms, spoon-fed, eating the soup poured on it one by one, and she still watched TV while eating.

Eating was a strange thing to her, and Kyungwon had to teach her from scratch, teaching her how to use a spoon and how to use chopsticks, instead of grabbing it with her hands.

Dinner was rice, turnip soup and beef stew with potatoes, turnips and potatoes were freshly picked from the vegetable fields, beef was taken from the freezer, the ice in the basement had not yet melted, and there was a lot of stored beef to use.

He has absorbed the memories of tens of thousands of people, and cooking is no longer difficult for him, and his craftsmanship is comparable to that of a master for decades.

Last night, before the cocoon hatched, Kyungwon adjusted Xiao Yun'er's sense of taste, so she wouldn't be like her previous self, except for the sweet smell from the living creatures.

He has this ability, the fungus owner itself has the ability to edit genes, can change his own form in the subjective will, and if he evolves into the posture of the mother, he can also use the existing genes to design a completely new species.

However, no matter what kind of species, it must rely on mutated molds as regulation and mediators, and in the process of gene editing, only the characteristics of molds cannot be changed, so no matter how they are modified, they cannot get rid of the "bloodthirsty" characteristics.

Meaning, although it can regulate the sense of taste, blood still has an overwhelming advantage, for mutated mold-based creatures, blood and flesh are like addictive drugs, which can never be quit, and can only be controlled by patience, which is the underlying code.

But in this room, there is no smell of blood, nothing else.

He and Xiao Yun'er ate together, watched TV together, and played games together.

He took out a backgammon board, taught her how to play chess, poured hot water in the footbath, and ran around the yard with her bare soles, and the soles of her feet were covered with mud.

Then teach her to brush her teeth and help her fix her hair.

Late at night, she was a little sleepy, so Kyungwon re-made the bed on the second floor and carried her upstairs.

They slept at home, in a large soft bed with a lamp by the bed, a gentle evening breeze outside the balcony, and a round moon through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Tonight is the night of the full moon, he pulled up the quilt and covered Xiao Yun'er.

She curled up in the quilt, only half of her head exposed, holding one of Kyungwon's hands under the quilt, her eyes going back and forth between the moon and the lamp, perhaps wondering if the moon had been taken off.

She closed her eyes and fell asleep.

The night was quiet and peaceful, Kyungwon pressed the switch of the lamp and patted her back through the quilt, except for the moonlight, illuminating his sleepless face.

(End of chapter)