The liquid level continued to drop, and after a few minutes, all the bacterial fluid had been drained. Through the walls of the tank, Alan could see the inside of the tank without hindrance.
An empty petri dish tank is just like the outside of the fungus forest, the bottom is a layer of soil, but the soil is in a relatively low position, when full of bacteria can not see. The particularly stout Pleurotus eryngos was already bent in the middle, trying to stand up. The two small tentacles on either side of the stem were waving like two short arms, only without fingers and soft without any joints. The bottom of the mushroom stem is covered with bacterial liquid, and a lot of soil stuck on the bacterial liquid. Many tiny mycelia can be seen faintly, which should help him to carry out peristaltic displacement.
This is a Mycelium!
Alan had only known of the existence of such creatures from books, but what they looked like he could not have seen them at Bido Heads. It was said that there were some mycelin in the northern empires of Secowibo and Shelnaby, but Alan would never have seen them. At first glance, Alan was also curious that such a large base should be built for a single pleurotus eryngii, even if it was a fungus, but he did not see anything particularly peculiar about it.
"Is there a secret in this little thing?" 'said Alan, wondering to himself, when the lock sounded and glancing back, Alan saw that a large section of the wall had popped up on his right, leading into the tank!
"Isn't that a good hiding? Alan looked at the way out of the otherwise seamless wall with a tangled face, feeling like a mentally retarded person under the design of Bacterialin. Thanks to my previous inspection, I did not find the slightest hint of this pathway. Who thought that there is...
So there must have been some sort of trigger for the huge drill and the two passageways, but Alan had not yet found it.
"All right." This was the only progress that could be made, and unless Alan could find some other trigger, there was no way forward. At last, after many days of climbing down the stairs, Alan stepped on the soft soil again, but the soil was still a little sticky with the undrained bacterial liquid. Ellen's movement caught the attention of the Eryngius mushroom in the distance. The little fungus, no more than half a meter tall, was seen waving its little hand, as if to invite Ellen, a human, to come over, and then made a rolling motion, but fell heavily.
Is this little guy having trouble standing up?
Alan was worried that a well-protected Mycobacterium had trouble even standing up. It was probably a waste of Mycobacterium. Nevertheless, Alan slowly drew nearer, fearing that the little creature might not be some hidden secret weapon, and not knowing how he had died by releasing a great arcane in his excitement.
And Pleurotus eryngii saw the distance of humans little by little, quite a bit too slow meaning, the two bacteria waved their hands more diligently and even did not know where to issue a "Kaka" call.
Seeing that Mybril didn't seem to mean any harm, Alan took three or two lunges to the pleurotus eryngii and looked back and forth. The liquid cylinder inside a clear, just like the previous beam corridor general, no specific light source can be found, it seems to be shining everywhere. But even in the light, Alan could barely see the fungal fluorescence on Pleurotus eryngii. Constantly turn up and sit up, let Pleurotus eryngii dry on the dry bacteria liquid covered with the soil under the body, looking a little dirty as if it had just been pulled out of the soil. There was also a small tear down the side of the mushroom umbrella, which was supposed to be his vocal organ, but Alan had searched for a long time but did not see the function of the eye. But that's normal. Some mycorazim do sensitize tissues all over the body, so you can see them everywhere.
When Ellen approached, Eryngius simply sat down and waited for Ellen to pull him up, with her little hands stretched out. Ellen could not laugh or cry at the sight of the fungus, feeling that the Pleurotus eryngii needed to write "Baby to cuddle" on its umbrella.
In the past few days since he came to McCabe, his image and demeanor had been thrown out of sight by Alan. Regardless of the dirty body of Pleurotus eryngii, he held its single small hand with one hand and its mushroom umbrella from behind with the other, and with one effort he pulled up the ten pounds of Mycorin.
Pleurotus eryngii stood up, especially with the hand to brush the wet mud on the body, but the whole body of bacterial liquid is still in, this gently brush, but it is the black wiped away. Seeing this, the small fungus Reiki's head twisted non-stop, which seems to be very uncomfortable.
Alan, whose half-covered robes were filthy, could only crouch down with a wry smile and awkwardly try to say something to the tiny mushroom: "Hey, little fellow, you're a fungus? Uh, a tree? One?"
Alan was now trying to figure out how to get out, but he didn't dare go straight in. Not knowing what language to use to communicate with Gertram, and not knowing whether the newly awakened creature would understand him or not, Alan took up Shell's silence. After all, the Peninsular Empire lay just outside the far North Tundra, beyond which Gertram's homeland lay. It was this quantifier that struck Alan. Most humans who had never seen Mycorrhizal were quite casual about this, but when it came to Mycorrhizal, it was a big problem. After all, it's offensive to say "a human" or "a human."
When Ellen called him, Pleueryngren stopped picking at the dirt, clasped her hands in front of her, in a particularly polite manner, and made a few "click" noises, with a great deal of intimacy in a voice completely different from that of humans.
"One plant!
Alan felt the arcane energy in his body resonate as the sound waves hit his ears as if he were hearing two words at the same time. The most amazing is, in addition, to call "kaka", this sentence, "a" or with Allen when paulson said the noble language!
Surprised, Alan switched to Senorbo and continued, "And this little fungus friend, do you speak human language?"
The mushroom cocked its head at Alan, who, if he had eyes, seemed to have some difficulty in understanding this, and after a long pause shook its umbrella and clicked again to show that it could not speak human language.
Alan was even more surprised. The Bacterial did not react much to their change of language. They did not seem to understand human language, but they did understand what Alan was asking. So Alan tried several more languages until he found that the Mushroom could understand the concept in any language, but he could not understand the word itself in any other language. And he can express meaning, switch to Alan here are his most familiar language, and can not express out, in addition, to hear the "kaka" sound, energy resonance is chaotic, and Allen heard all meaningless syllables. It seemed that the eryngii had been read directly from Alan's mind, or rather from the Arcane energy that Alan would somehow emit, and then released back in the same way!
"The race of the Gods! Alan could see why Lord Elvin had come to this conclusion. It was an interpretation of Arcane energy fluctuations that no human being, at least he, Alan, could ever achieve. But this problem will be obvious, if there is no arcane perception of human dialogue, and this little guy, there is no way, after all, in addition to the evil wind, they can hear the screams of "kaka".
Having figured out Mycelin's method of communication, Alan was able to get to the point: "Do you know, my friend, where the two pipes leading out of the base are?"
But Pleurotus eryngii was not quite able to understand this question. Alan waited for a long time but had no response. He could only try one word at a time: "Leave!" Alan made a sign to leave the door, and after confirming that Pleurotus eryngii understood the word, continued the second.
"The base!
This time the mushroom is dizzy, does not know what the base is in the end, pull up the hand, the tip on the edge of the mushroom umbrella, and the whole mushroom curious baby.
"Just... Here!" 'said Alan, pointing to his feet and making a huge clashing motion.' All together! It's a base!"
Pleurotus Eryngii thought for a moment and seemed to understand the meaning of the base. The mushroom moved up and down as if nodding. Then, still looking at Alan, he waited for his explanation.
Alan was utterly defeated. The Bacterials, who were not generally clever, were completely ignorant of everything in the world, and anything slightly more complicated required explanation and often failed.
"Yes, pipes! Alan thought for a moment, then held it in a tube and placed it in front of the pleurotus eryngii. 'Well! Big piles!" "Said Alan with the other hand in the same position, two hands together, indicating that the mushroom several equal together to make a pipe.
"And then we! Get out of the pipe! Get out of the base! This is it!" Alan could hardly utter a word without pausing to see if the ignorant little fellow in front of him would react and understand it, and it took him a great deal of effort to get the whole sentence out.
"Cut? Pleurotus Eryngii still cocks her head, as if trying to understand Alan's thoughts, while Alan waits for Bacterial.
"Cut! Cut!" Just as Ellen was about to give up, the little hand of Pleurotus eryngii took hold of Alan's trousers, and as it moved towards the other side of the tank, it pulled several times, wrenching Alan's trousers out of shape. Nor did he know how Germine's tiny, finger-less hands grasped the object, but Alan, seeing that the Pleurotus eryngii must have understood, followed him.
But the little fellow walked, no, very unsteadily, very slowly, and nearly fell two or three times. Alan was so worried that he picked up the mushroom from behind. Little Fungus didn't know what was going on and was still struggling at first when he heard Alan say, "You show us the way and I'll take you there." He lay down, completely relaxed, giving Alan directions with only one hand, and diving into little Rodel's arms. Fortunately, this only clattering pleurotus eryngii is only ten pounds, to focus on fear is unbearable!
"Cut! "Cut!
Alan thus walked more than a hundred meters under the direction of the mushroom in his arms, and at last, stopped near the wall at the very bottom of the tank. When Alan put down his struggling Mycorrhizal, he realized that his chest was full of liquid bacteria and mud. Looking at the amount, Alan wondered if the Pleueryngii had rubbed something on him on purpose!
"Cut! Mycobacterium's little hand pointed to the ground, but Alan could only see the same soil around him.
"You mean down here?" 'asked Alan, crouching down.
"Cut! A particularly clear mushroom call affirms this!
After this, what else can we do? Alan threw away the dirty, unworn half of the wizard, rolled up the sleeves of his undercoat, and began to peel back the layers of earth. And Pleurotus eryngii just watched Ellen dig without any help or even encouragement. But it was a good thing there was no cheering up, or Alan would have spit out all his blood!
The soil is not thick, so to speak thin. Soon Alan had removed all the soil from his feet, and the white floor at the bottom of the tank was as perfectly closed as ever, but Alan, with his previous experience, was convinced that there might be a secret door under it.
Allen came out of the shallow pit, the soil layer on the side retreated, and then looked to see for a long time apricot bao mushroom, this small bacteria spirit "kaka" sound can be heard and if that is similar to the animal call before, that this time Allen also can feel the slight fluctuations in energy, should belong to the spirit of the arcane, It's just that the Pleurotus eryngii ka-string is not a special spell.
When the call was over, the floor began to move, but Alan was not surprised. He had seen what an amazing race the Bacterial were.
The white floor, which had sunk a few centimeters, split down the middle and folded up on either side, and some of the dirt at the edges fell straight through the crater that had opened up. And underneath the pit, it's all flowing turbidite! If there is no accident, it should be the port where the bacterial solution is just discharged, and the bacterial solution needed by the whole base should go through this circulation system!
Alan looked again at Mycelium, and saw that the little fellow had lit his mushroom umbrella with special care, to show that this was the place Alan was looking for!
"Are you sure you're not kidding me? Alan's head grew wide as he looked at the mouth of the pipe. How could he get down in such a place?
...
Somewhere in the underground base, a huge mine drill suddenly started. The huge metal drill, carrying the air around it, tore into the huge rocks, punctured the layers, and penetrated the crystalline diamond in the rock. The hard diamond was shattered in an instant!
In the drill groove of the drill bit, the green liquid was thrown into the surface of the gem with high-speed rotation, and before it could have any effect on the energy inside the gem, it was twisted into the depths of the ore with the liquid connected to the drill...