Even when he called out with all his strength, Meng Qiu Zhen's voice remained weak and faint.
"Who is calling for help?" A mortal maiden pushed aside the thorns and arrived here.
"Over here, look down..." Meng Qiu Zhen said, his voice extremely weak, practically no louder than a whisper.
The mortal maiden did not hear him and muttered, "Did I hear wrong? Sigh, it's getting late. I need to quickly gather some mushrooms and sell them at Tujia Village. Huh? There are so many mushrooms here!"
The mortal maiden discovered Meng Qiu Zhen.
But at this moment, mushrooms had already grown all over Meng Qiu Zhen's body, leaving him utterly unrecognizable.
The mortal maiden squatted down and plucked the mushrooms from Meng Qiu Zhen's body one by one.
With every mushroom she picked, one channel through which Meng Qiu Zhen's life force leaked away was reduced.
His condition swiftly eased, and his strength gradually began to return.
"That's right, there are still two days before the day I truly fall ill. At least at this very moment, my life is not meant to end!"
Meng Qiu Zhen swiftly came to this realization.
Then he spoke. "Little girl, the mushrooms on my body are quite tasty. It's fine if you pick them all."
The mortal maiden was instantly startled out of her wits.
Meng Qiu Zhen said, "Don't be afraid. I'm a person too. I was the one calling for help just now. Thank you, kind girl. You saved me."
"But I didn't do anything."
Meng Qiu Zhen forced a smile. "Picking all the mushrooms off my body was saving me. These mushrooms are harmful only to us Mushroommen. They are completely harmless to other races, and are even quite beneficial."
After her shock, the little girl immediately smiled. "So