If The Upside-Down Man wanted to rebel, and that was a highly likely assumption, then most wizards could no longer be trusted.
Su Ming did not want the Council of the Sky involved in this. Against The Upside-Down Man, most wizards were merely food. It was essentially a multiversal Concept Entity of sorcery, not far from being called a god of magic.
But it was not invincible either. Yes, anything capable of thought was bound to have weaknesses.
The wind howled. The black fur on Bobo's face swayed like seaweed underwater. The Cloak of Levitation turned into a flying carpet again, carrying the three of them toward Australia at a speed ordinary people could endure.
Leaving the bar through that exit in the South American mountain town, Australia was not actually that far away. But every city they passed along the way was a scene of utter chaos.
These Mushroom Zombies displayed a habit of climbing high. In cities, they climbed skyscrapers; in the wilderness, they climbed mountains.
Their goal was to let the spores drift farther on the wind and infect more humans.
That was right. Su Ming had made a new discovery along the way: these Mushroom Spores only parasitized human brains. Common rats, cockroaches, and all sorts of animals and insects that lived alongside human society remained unaffected.
So according to that theory, Bobo, as an ape, should also be immune to spore parasitism.
Yet during the flight, Little Lucky Ape had remained silent. Other than keeping his pipe clenched between his teeth, he had not said a word.
"You seem to be hiding something from me?"
Su Ming had noticed what was on his mind. In the past, Bobo had fiercely resisted Harley treating him like a doll and twisting him about, but today, he seemed