Whether hunting or mimicry, these were simply habits of the fungus—something like instincts that had developed after its mutation. There was no need to make it seem more mysterious than it was. No matter how it had mutated, it was still fungus. It was impossible for it to imitate human thought, much less leave its nest and venture out of the Fog Forest.
"Maybe we should just get out of here," Siming said with a frown. "This place is too creepy. Who knows what dangers we'll run into if we keep going? I'd rather give up on clearing the level."
"This isn't about clearing the level anymore," Zhuo Wangsun said. "Can we even leave?"
The narrow passage they had just come through had already been filled with mycelium. There were far fewer stone paths in this area, and there was no way out above them either.
As he spoke, he kept glancing at Xu Huo.
Zhuo Wangsun had already cleared the level, so he knew that the reason Siming and the female Player hadn't cleared it couldn't possibly be that they hadn't found the right place. It was because they hadn't killed ten soldiers from the Blue faction on the way here.
It wasn't hard to understand. The two of them had probably killed ten people at the start and assumed they'd completed the first task. They'd made their way through the canyon to the Fog Forest, avoiding danger whenever they could along the way. So they still hadn't killed ten people, and of course it didn't matter where they planted the flag—they couldn't clear the level.
But Xu Huo could clear the level whenever he wanted.
Since he could leave at any time, Xu Huo had no intention of leaving so soon. He agreed with Siming that they should