Ethan watched with his own eyes as the fungus morphed into a human shape. It was nothing short of incredible.
He wasn't exactly a scholar and had no clue how it worked, but he'd heard of something called an "enzyme" before—something that could slow down its own metabolism to mimic life. People called it the "gene-mimic enzyme."
Once the woman fully took shape, her expression was blank, her eyes hollow. Without a word, she started walking, step by step, into the distance.
Ethan guessed she was probably looking for a new host.
Most likely, one of the dead woman's companions.
Which meant there were other humans in this forest.
Without hesitation, Ethan decided to follow her.
After about ten minutes of walking, they left the fungal zone. The forest returned to its usual state. It was still pitch black, but the faint chirping of insects could be heard from the grass and treetops.
