I am Jinshan Youxia

Even if it's Junji Ito's world, how could it start to collapse so quickly?

The plan to leave Earth needs to be accelerated...

Chapter 336 Variety Shows?

In an apartment in a small town in Nagano Prefecture.

"I am back."

Kitawaki Shihiko opened the door, yawning, and said, "Natsumi, is dinner ready?"

"Xia Mei?" He took off his shoes in the narrow entryway and called out again.

Since his older brother ran away from home and his father passed away, he raised his younger sister alone. He dropped out of school early and went to work in a factory, so his younger sister Xia Mei naturally took care of the housework.

"Brother, come quick!"

Kitawaki Natsumi, still in elementary school, spoke in a shrill voice, filled with surprise and disbelief: "The TV said that a church called the Lord of the Bacteria has taken over Japan and is about to negotiate with countries around the world..."

"Is it some kind of variety show?" Kitawaki Shihiko assumed this was perfectly reasonable. After entering the room, he laughed and said, "How could a church possibly replace the government?"

"The name sounds strange, it's probably something like 'Shoe Cult'."

There are so many shoe cults in Japan, all sorts of them, with all sorts of names. The one that worships the Lord of the Bacteria Community actually sounds rather simple.

"No, brother, look, all the TV stations are broadcasting it." Kitawaki Natsumi knelt on the tatami mat, pressing the remote control repeatedly, but the TV screen didn't change at all.

The Prime Minister and...the Emperor? !

Kitawaki Shihiko immediately spotted the two people sitting upright on the 'variety show' and was somewhat dumbfounded. Although he didn't care much about politics, he could still recognize the Emperor and the Prime Minister.

Yes, everything in Japan today is under the control of the church. Please, Mr. Matsui.

On the television screen, the Emperor bowed to a squinty-eyed man sitting not far away.

Kitawaki Shihiko scratched his head. "It must be a dream. It must be a dream. How could something so absurd happen in the real world?"

[Hello, fellow citizens of Japan, I am Keiichi Matsui, one of the four leaders of the Church of the Lord of the Bacteria. This impromptu nationwide television broadcast is to let you know that security teams wearing this insignia will be taking over all towns and cities across the country. Please do not panic and cooperate as much as possible...]

Keiichi Matsui pointed to the green sun emblem on his chest and said with a smile.

The TV program production team even enlarged the logo, and when the program switched back, the Emperor and Prime Minister's ingratiating smiles were also exposed to the television sets of people across the country.

"What an exaggerated dream, a shoe cult ruling Japan."

Kitawaki Shihiko could no longer believe this was reality. He was exhausted at the factory and felt like he had fallen asleep from exhaustion. "Is the next step to have the shoe cult rule the world? Haha."

"Bang!" As he was talking to himself, a loud crash suddenly came from the doorway. Then he saw the dust kicked up by the falling door of his apartment building.

The next second, a person wearing a hazmat suit with a green sun symbol on his chest rushed in. In just one glance, Kitawaki Shihiko and his sister were pinned to the ground without any resistance. He immediately came to his senses. The pain of being smashed on the ground and the cold tatami mat made him clearly feel that this was reality.

He struggled desperately, but to no avail. It was as if his whole body was being squeezed by heavy objects. He couldn't move, let alone move a finger, or even move his tongue or eyeballs. He could only watch helplessly as the intruder threw out two jelly-like mushrooms. After he and his sister were covered by the mushrooms, a wave of drowsiness washed over them. His sister had already fallen into a sweet sleep, but he looked over with anger.

"The two individuals connected to NO.56 have been captured. Hmm?" The person in the hazmat suit said, then suddenly looked over. "Target Kitawaki Shihiko possesses considerable mental resistance..."

The sound gradually faded, and Kitawaki Shihiko fainted.

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An Unfamiliar Ceiling

"It's so bright." Kitawaki Shihiko raised his hand to shield his eyes, letting tears well up in his eyes as the light shone through. He quickly got up and looked around.

The entire room was milky white, and although there were no light bulbs in sight, the light was everywhere. There were no shadows in the room, and the floor was soft and springy to the touch without sinking in. It would be comfortable to use as a mattress.

There was no door to the room, and the younger sister, Kitawaki Natsumi, was lying nearby, seemingly fast asleep.

Their clothes had been changed into close-fitting white shirts and trousers, which looked like hospital gowns and were very loose.

"Natsumi, Natsumi!" Kitawaki Shihiko went over and shook his sister to wake her up.

"what?"

Kitawaki Natsumi opened her eyes and looked over blankly, "Brother?"

It's good that you're alright.

Kitawaki Shihiko breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to recall what had just happened and what he should do next, Kitawaki Natsumi suddenly pointed behind her and said, "Brother!"

He turned around abruptly and saw the man in the white coat who had appeared in the room at some point. He stood up abruptly and rushed over, but missed his target and passed right through the man in the white coat, landing on the ground in front of him. Luckily, the floor of the room was soft.

"Kitawaki Shihiko, Kitawaki Natsumi." The man in the white coat remained unaffected and said calmly, "You are Kitawaki Yukihiko's younger brother and sister, right?"

"Who exactly are you people?!" Kitawaki Shihiko stood up and questioned loudly.

The man in the white coat tugged at the green sun emblem on his chest and replied, "My name is Toshiyuki Furuhata, a Level 2 Researcher in the Microbiome Laboratory, affiliated with the Church of the Microbiome."

"The Kitawaki Yukihiko family has been affected by the anomaly NO.56, the marionette. According to the investigation, the source is a puppet doll named 'Jiang Pierre'. We have reason to suspect that you may be affected by your bloodline, so we have isolated you at Nagano Prefecture Base No. 1."

Kitawaki Shihiko was somewhat confused, but instinctively felt uncomfortable and said irritably, "What are you talking about?!"

Furuhata Toshiyuki shook his head and said, "Don't worry, after my examination, neither of you is carrying any alien influences, and your mental distortion values ​​are very low. But just in case, you will be isolated in this room for three days. During this period, you can speak up if you have any needs."

"We will do our best to meet your requirements."

Kitawaki Shihiko's mind was still a mess, and he subconsciously asked, "What will we do when we eat, drink, use the toilet, and take a shower?"

This room doesn't have a door at all, so it doesn't look like it has a bathroom.

Toshiyuki Furuhata replied, "The mushroom life support room will provide all the nutrients needed for life and break down the waste in your body. Your clothes will also have an automatic cleaning function."

"Please rest assured that after the quarantine period ends, if you wish, your relevant memories will be erased and you will be sent home with appropriate compensation."

For some reason, Kitawaki Shihiko felt his tense and flustered heart quickly calm down. After thinking for a while, he asked, "What if... what if I don't want my memories erased?"

Furuhata Toshiyuki's expression finally changed, and he smiled, "You'll find out when the time comes."

Chapter 337, etc., how many did you say?

In City N, on the second basement floor of the laboratory, in compartment NO.29, the floating object containment room.

"I see, I see!"

After Zhang Chengyi erased the mushroom clone's memories, the mushroom clone, contributed by a death row inmate, completely broke free from the out-of-control rules [floating matter].

"No wonder it couldn't be removed; it turns out this thing is rooted in my memory..."

A satisfied smile appeared on his face. From the time he captured the floating objects until now, only forty-odd hours had passed, and he had completely cracked the troublesome characteristics of the out-of-control floating objects. It was simply lightning fast.

The solution is very simple: find the trick, even easier than curing the effects of other runaway rules.

Using the mind-controlling memory ability, you can simply erase the memory fragments parasitized by the floating objects. The seeds of the floating objects grow in the memory, and when they are about to mature, they will give birth to another seed to parasitize the next memory segment before flying away.

This is why it can infect a person multiple times without cumulative infection; to put it bluntly, each memory is a different parasitic object for the planktonic organism.

Zhang Chengyi transmitted the summarized patterns to the Mind Lab on the surface via his mind, where the people would contact the sealed-off town for further verification.

"Pop~" He stuck his finger into the pink throat of the mushroom, and after tearing off a few strands of mind-conducting hyphae inside, the mushroom clone, which originally looked exactly like a death row inmate and had a terrified expression, suddenly bounced and turned into a large, faceless, motionless humanoid mushroom.

It has a white and chubby appearance, and its body is round and looks a bit like the Michelin Man, except it has no face, two thick arms, and hands like Doraemon's, but no fingers.

This mushroom clone contains mind-conducting hyphae, mimicry hyphae, and a large amount of extraordinary hyphae cultivated from different human organs. The resulting humanoid mushroom, once connected to a human's mind, will completely mimic from the inside out, combining its swollen hyphae within through mimicry effects to become the mimicking person.

The reason it's called a mushroom clone is simple: this thing has no ability to survive independently. It only comes to life when it links to a person. It must rely on the mushroom mycelium to absorb nutrients and will synchronously perform any tasks and decisions made by the original body.

When it imitates, it may even develop a weak mind due to the large number of human brain cells forming a simple thinking ability and the injection of a large number of memories. Essentially, it is a temporary life. Once the imitation ends or the mental transmission is interrupted, this weak mind will quickly dissipate and cease to exist.

However, in the eyes of the mindless, out-of-control rules, the mushroom clones are no different from humans. Therefore, just over a month after their creation, they have been widely used to investigate, process, and test the out-of-control rules.

It was precisely because of the existence of the mushroom clones that Zhang Chengyi decided to reveal his existence and the bacterial system ahead of time. After all, with the mushroom clones, testing the containment rules became much simpler.

Previously, only he could come into contact with the out-of-control rules without getting infected. Now, everyone can indirectly come into contact with the out-of-control rules through the mushroom clone. As long as the mental link is broken before the mushroom's weak mind completely collapses, the pollution of the out-of-control rules will be like a rootless duckweed, unable to exist on a mushroom.

If we wait until the mushroom's mind completely twists and collapses, it will be scrapped and cannot be reused. The scrapping rate of the security team is particularly high, mainly because many of them are not mental ability users, or have never had any mental bacteria transplanted, and cannot grasp the timing of disconnecting the link.

The yield of mushroom clones is acceptable and not particularly complicated. There is a type of clone that can be cultivated by imitating mycelium and adjusting its growth. It can replicate almost all mycelium by absorbing nutrients from the mushroom colony. The laboratory has 140 mushroom projects with 7 people. Each person can produce about 100 mushroom clones per day without affecting the normal growth of the mushroom colony.

After accumulating for over a month, Zhang Chengyi had a large stockpile of mushroom clones. If he were to go all out to replicate them, he could produce tens of thousands per hour. However, his time was too valuable, and he generally wouldn't waste it on such a low-level production task.

"Finally solved one problem, next one, sigh..."

He couldn't help but sigh. This wretched world had forced him to become a workaholic. The last time he had a break in this world was before he left Morimi Village. It was truly tragic.

Zhang Chengyi used his telekinesis to carry the mushroom clone out of the containment chamber. After thorough disinfection, he stepped out of the isolation layer and casually asked, "How's Matsui Keiichi doing?"

The security team member waiting nearby replied, "Lord Matsui has smoothly taken over the Japanese government. So far, 172 anomalies have been identified, and 31 have been detained pending further action..."

"Wait, how much did you say?" Zhang Chengyi's expression froze instantly.

Just as the security team member was about to speak, he raised his hand to stop him from saying that terrifying number. "Damn it, we have to get off Earth as soon as possible. The moon landing program has to be launched. Japan alone has hundreds of problems, and who knows how many more will spread to the whole world."

Whether they were members of the security team or researchers, everyone pretended not to hear His Highness swearing, and two of them, who were proficient in mental abilities, even erased his memory.

loyalty!

As its power expands wildly, the number of die-hard fans of the Lord of the Microbiome is increasing.

"Your Highness, Lord Furuhata has succeeded!" The psychic who was in charge of communications nearby called out, a smile spreading across his face.

Over the course of several months, everyone became very clear about the extent of the harm caused by the aliens and the rules of their mutation. Naturally, they knew the dangers of the floating objects and understood that the best way to deal with any alien was to avoid death if possible. If it was necessary to kill someone, it was best to hand them over to His Highness or have someone with mental abilities erase the enemy's mind.

Otherwise, who knows what strange and unusual creatures might be raised.

From the moment the planktonic particles appeared, the entire laboratory was on high alert, researching them diligently. Finally, a solution was found and successfully tested on the victims, which is certainly something to be happy about.

"Next one, next one."

Zhang Chengyi, however, couldn't be happy at all. He spent the whole night scrolling through the computer's touchscreen, looking at the dozens of pages still waiting to be processed. His expression was as painful as when he tore open a pack of instant noodles in the middle of the night because he was hungry and found that there was no seasoning packet inside.

While they were talking, another item was added to the list of items awaiting disposal.

He turned to look at Toshiyuki Furuhata and said seriously, "We'll test-fire the aircraft mushroom tomorrow! We really can't wait any longer. The best time to escape Earth was three months ago, and the second best time is now."

If he continued to stay on Earth, he feared that before Hellstar could even come and destroy humanity, he would die from overwork.

"Yes," Furuhata Toshiyuki replied respectfully.

This guy's tone of voice is starting to sound more and more like Goro Furuhata's.

With his mind wandering, Zhang Chengyi's body floated back towards the isolation layer.

Chapter 338 Takano finally understands Matsui