The Death Mushroom Man, Death?

The only exception was Director Ye Yanran. She was not a relative of any of the Living Dead. Not long ago, she had just graduated from the police academy and volunteered to participate in the internal talent selection. She was found to be resistant to the aura of the Living Dead and then entered the Special Affairs Office.

The Special Affairs Office was too inexperienced and not trusted by the public, who believed that Special Affairs Office existence contradicted their expectations.

but...

In this world, there is no one who respects life more purely than the young director of the Special Affairs Office.

"... Yan Ran... I truly hope that her sincerity will be seen by the world."

Because of its superior hearing, the monster heard the sighs of the humans in the Special Affairs Office.

After that day, the monster still saw Ye Yanran every day. She would come with her old-fashioned chivalrous stories and leave satisfied. The monster never expressed any further dissatisfaction with her stories.

After the mother in the villa, the monster once again became focused on a human. It watched every move of this human named Ye Yanran. When it sensed that her aura had left the hospital for the first time in more than half a month, it followed her without thinking.

Ye Yanran went to attend the funeral. After making the best medical contributions they could, the remains of Living Dead No. 6 and No. 7 were finally to be laid to rest. The funeral was presided over by the mayor, and experts from the hospital and people from the Special Affairs Office were present.

The monster watched from afar as humans held a funeral for the Living Dead, the somber atmosphere puzzling it.

After the funeral, Ye Yanran left the crowd alone. Instead of returning to the hospital, she walked along the bustling streets. She didn't seem particularly sad; a faint smile even graced her face. She was just much quieter than usual, with the monster following her all the way.

When Ye Yanran entered a shop, the monster stopped outside and saw itself reflected in the shop's glass door.

It is very short, very small, and very flat.

Humans all felt that He was not human.

He transformed again in front of the glass. This time, He had the correct number of pits on His face, His body was of normal thickness, and His fingers were no longer webbed.

Doesn't He look more human this way?

She turned to face the street and observed the passersby.

It seems even more like it now.

He affirmed it in his heart.

He revealed himself in form to show his newly created appearance.

He looked at the passersby, waiting for their inspection. Suddenly, his field of vision rose a little higher, and a look of confusion appeared on his face. He turned around and saw Ye Yanran's face, which was very close to his own.

He was picked up by this human named Ye Yanran.

Because she was used to this human, she did not flinch when she noticed her approaching, but unexpectedly, the human suddenly picked her up.

"Oh dear, whose little darling is this? Has he gotten lost from his family?" A smile bloomed on Ye Yanran's face.

monster. "..."

*

Ye Yanran walked into a pharmacy. Her hand had been slashed by the Living Dead, and she didn't want the people at the hospital to know, so she went into the pharmacy alone to buy medicine. A toddler, about a few years old, was standing at the pharmacy entrance. Ye Yanran observed her for a while; she noticed no parents were with her, suggesting she had been separated from her family. The poor child had one leg missing, and seemed to have some kind of physical disability.

Ye Yanran paid the bill and walked out, then picked up the child in her arms.

"Oh dear, whose baby is this? Has he/she gotten lost from his/her family?"

The monster didn't notice that the new human figure it created was shorter and missing a leg, so people mistook it for a disabled child.

monster. "..."

He was expressionless, about to cast a spell to knock out the human who had offended Him, when He inadvertently glanced up and saw the human's eyes. The corners of those eyes were slightly red, and there was still a lingering sadness in them. He had seen it before; it was the sadness the human had brought from a funeral.

Things.

Those eyes looked at Him, a smile blooming on her face, creating a unique atmosphere, both gentle and compassionate.

The human said, "Little Bao, what's your name? Don't be afraid, I'll take you home."

She said she would take Him home.

This human who said she wanted to be a hero, in fact, also gave her gentleness and patience to the most ordinary life, and did the most ordinary little things like taking people home.

The monster froze, something stirring within it.

"?" The human touched the monster's head. "Why are you staring at me like that? Don't you want to tell your sister your name?"

My name is...

Ye Jiang.

The monster answered in its mind.

In an instant, the surrounding air began to move gently, flowing into a breeze that caressed the monster, and Ye Jiang's memories slowly returned.

All of this includes her experiences in this time and space three hundred years ago, as well as her awakening in a human body three hundred years later, acting as Ye Jiang.

Ye Jiang entered the Watch Mountain Range to retrieve the memory of her name. Within the mountains, her energy particles transported her into a memory illusion. Three hundred years ago, she developed an interest in humans and revealed herself in a villa. She was seen by humans for the first time by Ye Yanran, marking their first encounter.

In the illusion of memories, when the image woven from her energy met Ye Yanran according to her memories, because Ye Jiang wanted to find her own memories, her illusion responded to her, so it sent her true form to merge into the energy image, personally enacting the experience from three hundred years ago.

Three hundred years ago, before the interference of the supernatural beings in the illusion, Ye Jiang was an even more indifferent monster than she is now. Her indifference and the frenzy of the Living Dead were equally devoid of emotion. Therefore, Ye Yanran took her back to the hospital as an ordinary Living Dead. However, she still gave her a name and taught her to read. As a result, Ye Jiang's interest in this human grew deeper day by day. Finally, after a funeral, she saw compassion and tenderness in Ye Yanran's eyes that touched her, and she accepted the name Ye Yanran had given her.

Yes, when Ye Yanran first named her, Ye Jiang did not acknowledge it; in fact, it was an offense to her.

It wasn't until after the funeral that Ye Jiang truly accepted the name; she accepted the name given to her by a weak life form.

Ye Jiang remembered how she got her name. Along with the memory of her name, Ye Jiang also remembered the human Ye Yanran and her final fate three hundred years ago.

Ye Yanran...

She did not become a hero.

Chapter 158 The Death Mushroom Man, Death?

In the city's central square, a young girl selling flowers squatted under the shade of a tree. Valentine's Day had passed, and business was visibly slow for all flower vendors; the girl's method of selling flowers individually made the situation seem even more desolate.

The girl wasn't worried about this; she held the flowers, her smile brighter than the flowers themselves.

There was a child, not yet four years old, standing in front of her. The child was lost, but she wasn't crying. She was licking a lollipop and waiting for her parents to come back and find her.

The child was calm and didn't cry or make a fuss. The only thing that bothered her was the girl in front of her. The girl first tried to sell her a bouquet of flowers and then maliciously tried to trick her out of her lollipop. When that didn't work, the girl started to retaliate by telling her scary stories.

The girl was furious. It was one thing for her parents not to support her dreams, but they even said she was mediocre, wouldn't pass the tests, had no potential, and couldn't be a hero who slays demons. They told her to stop thinking about it. What kind of parents were they?

The girl couldn't bear to hear such words. She ran away in tears, refusing to believe it. She was determined to prove herself! She was going to find a monster right now to see her strength!

The girl was actually just angry. After running away, she calmed down and wanted to go back, but she was too proud to admit it. She dawdled, and it got dark. Then the fanged monster really came out. It stared at the girl, drooling, its eyes glowing red. The girl was terrified. She regretted it. She shouldn't have run away like that. Waaah, Daddy, Mommy, she missed them.

"The monster loves these delicate humans! It lunges at her menacingly! Ah!" The girl cried out, her face contorted in a grotesque expression, as if she had already encountered misfortune alongside the protagonist of the story. The child shuddered in fright, his eyes wide, frozen in place, lollipop in hand. A monster?

This was exactly the effect the girl wanted. She chuckled, "Haha, the girl just tripped and fell; she wasn't pounced on by a monster."

Child: "..."

The girl continued, "An elegant lady descended from the sky, and with a swift stroke of her blade, the monster lay dead on the spot."

"Child, are you alright?" The lady helped the young girl up, her heart aching. "Your foot is injured, does it hurt?"

The girl felt no pain. She stared at the lady with adoration in her eyes, then suddenly grabbed her and stammered excitedly, "I... I want to be as amazing as you, Auntie!"

The lady paused, then she heard the girl's troubles.

"That was indeed your parents' fault," the lady said. "They shouldn't have denied your innocent heart."

"The lady approves of the girl! She approves! The girl is overjoyed."

The lady thought for a moment and said, "How about this, I'll help you."

"'You're going to help me?' The girl was overjoyed. With someone as capable as the lady acting as her advocate, her parents would surely understand and let her participate in the qualification assessment! She could become a hero who slays demons!"

The young woman pulled the lady home; she couldn't wait any longer. Once home, the lady told her to wait outside while she went in to see her parents, and the young woman nodded repeatedly.

"It's so dark. The girl is a little scared being alone. She hugs her arms and thinks, 'Hurry, hurry.'"

The young woman waited in vain for the lady to come out and announce the good news to her.

"Crunch--Crunch--"

"Crunch--Crunch--"

"Something's coming from inside the house," the girl wondered. "What's that sound?" Just then, footsteps approached, and the elegant lady finally emerged.