Suddenly, the skin on his neck tore open, and a wet brown mushroom grew out of the flesh.

Ludwig raised his right hand nonchalantly, plucked out the mushroom, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it and ate it.

The wound on his neck healed quickly.

In this way, mushrooms sprouted from Ludwig's body intermittently, sometimes the same species, sometimes different species, and then he pulled them out and used them as snacks.

This creates a strange balance.

"Can you feel full after eating these mushrooms?" Lumian breathed a sigh of relief and asked curiously.

Ludwig glanced at his godfather:

"Can you get enough by sucking on your own fingers?"

Lumian and Anthony suddenly understood the answer.

Anthony turned to look at Lumian:

"Take him to Red Moon Hospital now and try to treat An Xiaotian?"

Lumian thought for several minutes before answering:

"No rush.

"Wait until tomorrow, when we take official action."

Anthony did not hide his doubts, but when Lumian did not explain further, he calmly closed his mouth.

There must be a reason not to say anything.

…………

The next morning.

Lumian stood on the balcony of the master bedroom, looking at the inner roads of the community shaded by green trees and the battery cars and bicycles passing slowly.

After a while, he looked away with nostalgia, walked into the living room, and placed the magic mirror Arrodes on the dining table.

After the last rental, they have figured out the rules for using this magic mirror:

You can only ask three questions within twenty-four hours, and you can ask one at a time.

Lumian looked at the silver mirror with ancient patterns and a black gem on each side. Witnessed by Anthony and Ludwig, Lumian said calmly:

"Great Arrodes, I want to ask you a question, the first question today."

The surface of the ancient silver mirror suddenly became dark, and lines of blood-colored ancient Fusac words emerged:

"I can answer any of your questions, but you must also answer an equal number of my questions in the presence of at least one audience member.

"If you refuse to answer or lie, you will be punished."

Lumian nodded and showed a bright smile:

"My question is, is it a coincidence that the Heavenly Lord tried to use the 'man in the mirror' and that you were born as a mirror?"

On the magic mirror, the blood-red words quickly faded and shrank into a single word:

"no."

PS: Recommend a book.

Title of the book - Shushan: Extinction.

It’s not the extinction of the extinct master, but the extinction of the biochemical crisis~

A story that travels between the dark world of Shushan and modern times. Also known as: After I was eaten by my brother, I turned into his golden finger.
Chapter completed!