Ye Zhao scrolled through several livestreams of people fighting monsters. They all had plenty of viewers—at least a hundred thousand, and some had several million.
Ye Zhao was so jealous her eyes were turning red. Surely her fights weren't really that boring? That couldn't be right. She remembered that her videos fighting the Blood-Spraying Monsters had been hugely popular. Any one of them could get hundreds of millions of likes and shares!
So it definitely wasn't her fault. Those Mycelium Monsters just didn't know how to appreciate a good show.
But with this sudden disaster, all the major TV stations were broadcasting coverage related to the "Mutated Mycelium." Expert speculation and recommendations were cropping up everywhere, and the top ten trending topics on all the major social platforms were about the Mycelium Monsters, Mutants, Eerie Mycelium, evolution, and people with abilities. Talk of Doomsday arriving was growing more and more fervent, too.
Ye Zhao scrolled through her phone for a while and learned quite a bit. For example, the white mycelium wouldn't die even if chopped into mincemeat. It couldn't be frozen or boiled to death, either. Only fire could destroy it completely. The mycelium growing on the ground spread quickly and actively preyed on livestock like chickens, ducks, and fish. It would even eat people and corpses—it devoured any flesh and blood it could get!
She also came across several videos of chickens, ducks, and geese wrapped up in white mycelium, struggling and cackling frantically as the mycelium held them tight and ate them until not a single feather remained.
[Holy crap, this mycelium is terrifying. Check every room in the house, and burn everything you find!]
[Oh my god, dozens of pigs on my farm all disappeared at once. I thought they'd run off, but I checked the