Chapter 2: The Spore Master, Transforming into the Ultimate Lifeform

“Exploded! Exploded!”

“As expected of the class monitor! The overflow of mental energy has nourished my mind.”

“One mind falls, and ten thousand rejoice!”

Surrounding students couldn’t help but exclaim in amazement.

Liu Jun shrank into a corner, listening to the rain outside the window, joyfully recalling a small game from his past life.

The story’s protagonist was a mushroom imbued with rebellious spirit.

It awakened in a pot of boiling mushroom soup on the dining table, gaining one talent after another, growing incredibly fast, vowing to defeat the evil humans who loved eating fungi.

It released spores, began spore evolution, developing plagues, hallucinogens, viruses... various talents, eventually confronting human pharmaceutical companies and aiming to annihilate humanity.

Such power, if placed in reality, would be considered monstrous, akin to a plague deity ruling a planet.

“I’ll review it carefully when I get home; prudence never errs.”

Throughout the day’s lessons, Liu Jun was somewhat distracted, his heart brimming with anticipation.

Until school ended.

With the ringing bell, students swarmed out of the classroom.

On the track, another group of competitive students ran drills in the rain.

Their motto: as long as you can’t be drained to death, then drain yourself to death.

After all, without breaking through the third tier, this lifetime would truly end in the thirties.

“Let’s go.”

Li Feng patted Liu Jun’s shoulder. “Don’t envy them; we don’t qualify for extra practice. If we trained like them, our bodies would collapse.”

Li Feng already bore patches of baldness on his head, yet he remained a tall and handsome member of the school basketball team.

Zou Anmeng nodded earnestly. “We can only attend classes for eight hours a day. Only wealthy people qualify for extra tutoring.”

At eighteen, Zou Anmeng was already a beautiful mature woman, every movement exuding a refined charm. Wearing the school uniform, she carried a blend of innocence and allure.

“Alright, let’s go.”

Liu Jun was eager to return home and examine his golden ability.

He grabbed his backpack, changed shoes, opened his umbrella, and walked alongside them through the school gate.

The three were considered close family friends.

Currently comrades in arms, they jointly bore the burden of their mental disability loans.

This story traced back to their fathers, who were also mentally impaired debtors—friends from their student days who took out loans together but all passed away in their thirties.

As middle schoolers, the three inherited their fathers’ will, continuing to repay the loans left behind, and inherited the intelligent neural implants used for schooling.

In truth, families cooperating like this were quite common in Rehe City.

—Tigers always walk alone; oxen and horses gather in herds.

This was a well-known saying in Rehe City.

If he failed to break through, Liu Jun’s original future was clear.

Like his parents, dying in their thirties from illness, leaving their estates to their descendants, who would continue to cling together.

One loan, one sack passed down through generations was no joke.

This cycle would continue until Liu Jun’s son or even grandson had hope of breaking through the third-tier mental master, opening a new chapter in their family lineage, achieving a leap in social class.

“Since I transmigrated to this world and awakened my latent wisdom at age three, even as a baby, I knew my life was set in stone.”

Liu Jun’s eyes darkened, his canvas shoes stepping steadily.

“In my past life, with social development, mortgages, car loans—it all seemed hopeless.”

“But I never expected that in this more advanced scholarly world, even the auxiliary AI neural implants required loans; otherwise, you’d be considered someone with innate intellectual disabilities...”

“But now, everything is different.”

“My life has hope again.”

As for the two childhood friends nearby discussing Xu Changsheng, he had no intention of telling them about his experience today.

Entrusting one’s life to the character of others was the most foolish act.

Li Feng spoke about today’s matter: “Xu Changsheng’s pitiful. Who isn’t a mental cripple behind the scenes? What’s with their act?”

Liu Jun interjected, “The pressure of studying is high now. Who doesn’t have a bit of cyber-psychosis? Everyone wants to vent. I heard it’s because Xu Changsheng’s missing father was a compulsive gambler who lost everything and disappeared in a black market casino.”

Zou Anmeng sighed, “I heard another story. It’s said that the school beauty’s mother schemed against Xu Changsheng’s parents on her deathbed. That’s why the school beauty has so many resources now. What a despicable person.”

Li Feng widened his eyes. “Where’d you hear such gossip? The school beauty’s talent was always impressive! Definitely some girl’s slander. Xu Changsheng’s dad was just a gambler.”

Liu Jun silently agreed, “Well, Xu Changsheng only has a loyal chubby childhood friend left.”

Li Feng said, “Anyway, we three are different. We won’t end up scheming against each other! We’re lifelong friends! Once I break through to third-tier mental master, I’ll bring you both along to enjoy the good life!”

Under the sunset, the three walked into the misty street, the rain rust corroding every building.

In the distance, chimneys emitted thick black smoke; steel jungle skyscrapers towered, massive neon billboards advertised the latest lightweight mechanical armors.

Everywhere, heads were bowed, pedestrians playing with holographic glasses, scrolling through short videos. Their cheap prosthetic feet activated auto-navigation, so collisions were rare.

Entering the subway station and boarding the crowded tram, the trio began their two-plus hour commute to neighboring Cangyun City.

Housing prices in Rehe City’s school district were too high; the three rented homes in the neighboring suburbs.

The car was filled with the stench of sweat and mud from constant rain.

Students and office workers squeezed in like sardines—despair, numbness, pain...

Posters in the carriage offered thoughtful reminders:

[Weather Community Management Bureau reminds you: Slippery roads on rainy days. To keep the carriage air fresh and clean, please block your olfactory nerves with neural implants before entering!]

Clatter!

The train moved on.

The carriage swayed, passing by rusting buildings.

Back in Cangyun City, after reaching their rented apartment, Liu Jun exchanged a few words with the others, then hurried back to his room and closed the door.

[Please join the honorable Mushroom Soup Evolution!]

[Once evolution begins, it cannot be halted. Life will either collapse or reach its end!]

Immediately, a game screen appeared: a human figure sitting at a dining table, chopsticks in hand, with a pot of fragrant mushroom soup before them. In the soup, an angry mushroom showed a (〒︿〒) expression, ready to battle humans.

The image slowly rotated.

The mushroom soup scene zoomed in, revealing three initial talent nodes floating in the bubbling broth.

[Mushroom Soup] was the idle talent screen from the mini-game, with options for ×2, ×3, ×4 multipliers to speed up talent production.

Currently, it was at normal speed.

In his past life, watching ads unlocked these multipliers.

Now, ads were forbidden, and he didn’t know how to increase idle speed.

Three adorable mushrooms with initial talents bobbed in the clear, delicious broth.

The first mushroom wore a restrained expression.

[Low Symptoms: Strengthen incubation period, reduce symptoms.]

The second mushroom looked sleepy, with a zzz~ expression.

[Low Consumption: Improve energy efficiency, requiring relatively little energy to maintain cell operation.]

The third mushroom appeared wise.

[Low Intelligence: Possesses a certain degree of low-level intelligence.]

These three options were classic starting points.

Only by selecting low-level prerequisite talents could higher-tier tech trees be unlocked for evolution.

[Low Symptoms] was to be ruled out first; currently, his mushroom king had no infection ability, so incubation was useless.

[Low Intelligence] was important in the game since the mushroom would evolve faster automatically, but in reality, it would cause many problems.

For safety, he decisively chose [Low Consumption].

In the next moment, Liu Jun’s eyes showed a 3D projection of his entire body, his cells like a pot of humanoid broth.

He looked like boiling soup, countless particles dividing, colliding, recombining, breaking through, raising the limits of life.

Like a chrysalis breaking open, his whole spirit transformed.

Then,

His body began to melt.

The nuclei of all his cells started melting, decomposing, restructuring into peculiar multi-nucleated forms—some cells mononuclear, some multinuclear—intermixing and fusing.

His flesh and fat scattered like a fungal mat on the ground, organs spilled out, eventually revealing a translucent white human skeleton.

“That’s my skeleton?”

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