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It belongs to a group of bacteria that are common but not very widespread.

“My sister…” Kitawaki Shihiko struggled to look into the hall.

"Shh~" The telekinetic user responsible for escorting the awakened passengers away made a shushing gesture and said through telepathy: "[Awakening a mind sealed by the Aircraft Mushroom will cause psychological effects, resulting in at least a week of nightmares. Just wait outside.]"

Kitawaki Shihiko calmed down and cooperated by leaving the hall, passing through the pure white passage, and landing lightly on his feet.

He looked around and saw a completely white, extremely spacious corridor.

The signs for the immigration area were written in multiple languages. The corridor was full of people—Asians, Caucasians, and more Asians. There were several passengers around him speaking Chinese and Korean.

According to what he learned on television, almost all countries in the world have opened up channels for lunar landing registration, and cities are being rapidly built on the moon. By the time he boarded the spacecraft, there were already four cities on the moon.

The Mushroom City, nicknamed New Tokyo; the City of Exploration belonging to the laboratory; the City of Hope built together by the five permanent members of the United Nations Security Council; and a new Chang'an built by the Chinese.

The size and facilities of each city are not much different, but only the Mushroom City, as the first city on the moon, can receive the subsidies for those who signed up for the lunar landing immigration channel.

The subsidy was only open for two days and was canceled before the "headcount balloon" was announced to the public, so not many people signed up.

However, the phrase "not particularly many" is from a global, all-human perspective; from Kitawaki Shihiko's own personal experience:

Too much.

He queued for two days just to get into the mushroom city, and when he arrived, he found that there were at least tens of thousands of passengers arriving at the same time in the corridor.

The space shuttle launches every twenty minutes; heaven knows how many people are actually heading to the moon.

Previously, the public viewed outsiders merely as dangerous or entertaining, but only those who have personally encountered them truly understand the despair they felt.

The appearance of the human head balloon instantly amplified the sense of unsolvable terror. For ordinary people, even with enhanced bacteria, they might not be able to survive the attack of the human head balloon. It's like facing the threat of death just by staying on Earth. Who could bear that?

Let me see. Going straight leads to the immigration area, turning left mostly leads to restrooms, and turning right leads to restaurants, lounges, and currency exchange offices.

Kitawaki Shihiko swallowed hard. After several rounds of revisions, the Airplane Mushroom is no longer capable of providing everything one needs. Instead, it makes sleeping passengers feel a certain level of hunger to maintain their appetite and prevent the degeneration of human systems and organs.

However, the waste produced by the human body is completely consumed by the bacterial substrate in the interlayer.

Instead of leaving to exchange currency, eat, or rest, he stood there waiting for his younger sister, Xia Mei, who was still lying in the No. 3 Awakening Hall.

About half an hour later, Kitawaki Natsumi, who had been waving her arms and legs in the air with her mouth pinched by telekinesis, successfully landed. She opened and closed her mouth slightly and ran to her brother's side, saying, "Brother."

She had also experienced what happened in the lab, but her memories of it were erased afterward.

Kitawaki Shihiko pressed his sister's head down, adjusted his backpack, and smiled, "Let's go, let's go exchange some money first."

The two walked through the crowd and entered a hall with a Japanese sign that read "Gold Exchange." A gentle voice echoed in their hearts:

【Mr. Kitawaki Shihiko/Ms. Kitawaki Natsumi, what are your needs?】

Kitawaki Shihiko calmly said, "I need to exchange money."

"Okay, converting the corresponding contribution points for you, please wait," the temporary mind of the Gold Exchange continued in a gentle tone.

Kitawaki Shigehiko had pre-registered his assets on Earth, waiting to exchange them for contribution points on the moon, mainly from selling the items he acquired in the laboratory.

One is a [mushroom flora] that doesn't quite suit him, and the other is a [psychic flora] that suits him very well.

The price is that you'll have to join the security force in the future.

Originally, researcher Toshiyuki Furuhata recommended that he directly implant his psychic bacteria, but he was somewhat unwilling and felt that he should try a bacterial culture trial to see what kind of bacteria he could awaken that perfectly matched his mind.

Unfortunately, His Highness is very busy. The bacterial culture trials have been suspended for some time and have only recently resumed. There are more than 100,000 people ahead of him in line, and it is unknown how long he will have to wait.

But having already waited three months, the sunk costs were too high, so he had no choice but to wait a little longer.

Chapter 352 Kitawaki Shihiko's First Experience in the Mushroom City (Part Two)

"As expected, it was exchanged at the lowest rate available on the market."

Kitawaki Shihiko thought to himself, half helplessly and half expecting it.

Contribution points are always a matter of price in the black market on Earth, with no one actually buying or selling them. Once someone makes a move, they are instantly snapped up by large organizations. As a gold exchange under the laboratory, it is impossible for them to offer a high exchange rate.

It would be good enough if they could exchange your Earth currency for contribution points.

[Mr. Kitawaki Shihiko, we detected that you have one free gut microbiota deviation value matching test available. Would you like to schedule one?]

"I asked in a momentary trance."

“No.” Kitawaki Shihiko refused the test. He had done it in the lab three months ago. In the past three months, he had been paying attention to the new bacterial species on the website of the Bacterium Master Lab. Occasionally one or two new species would be added, but none of them were of interest to him. It was better to save them for when the bacterial species he wanted appeared in the future and then do the deviation value adaptation.

What if I win the lottery?

The laboratory also needs people with high deviation values ​​of the new microbial community to be the first batch of transplant recipients.

Those who were previously compatible with mushroom microbiota are now making a fortune. Not only laboratories, but also various organizations and countries are recruiting people who can adapt to mushroom microbiota with high salaries. In neighboring China, as long as your deviation value is higher than 80, you are offered a cultivation quota of 50,000 contribution points.

Fifty thousand.

He only got 10,000 points after selling himself to the security team.

"Sigh," Kitawaki Shihiko sighed with mixed feelings, patted his younger sister's head, and said, "Natsumi, schedule the gut microbiota deviation value matching."

The price of a gut microbiota deviation value adapter is only one hundred on the market, but it is often difficult to buy directly because you have to queue to buy it.

Each city has its own microbiome laboratory and quarantine facility. However, due to the overwhelming number of people making reservations, the limited spots are often snapped up by other organizations and countries the very next second.

Especially after they moved to Tokyo, he tried dozens of times to get a good pre-order spot for his sister but failed.

“Hmm~” Kitawaki Natsumi answered honestly. After completing the telepathic communication, she said, “Brother, it says I am number 137,000, and the time for my gut microbiota deviation value to be matched is 2 PM four days from now. It tells me to go to the second floor of the Microbiome Master Laboratory in Microbiome City on time for the physical examination hall.”

As she spoke, her stomach growled, and her face flushed red.

“Okay.” Kitawaki Shihiko nodded and said with a smile, “Let’s go eat.”

The contribution points are all linked to the Mind Network. Even if the two of them cannot connect to the Mind Network, they can still make purchases as long as they find the corresponding shops or laboratories.

Every transaction, whether it comes in or out, is shared within the Mind Network system, so there's no need to worry about loss or theft.

Contribution points, which can circulate within the laboratory, are the most valuable thing in themselves. Now that the laboratory has limitedly opened up two-way exchange between individual contribution points and regular currency, and there are temporary minds everywhere that are always connected to the mind network, the cities on the moon have popularized the consumption system of contribution points, so of course no one needs Earth currency anymore.

After leaving the exchange, the two followed the crowd into the restaurant, and just like before, their minds immediately connected.

"Brother, there's so much stuff!" Kitawaki Natsumi said timidly.

The menu seemed endless, and since prices were all in contribution points, she was hesitant to order.

Kitawaki Shihiko gently ruffled his sister's hair and said in a tender voice, "You can eat whatever you want. Your older brother is very rich." He then showed off his contribution points account.

【10971】

The restaurant in Mushroom City is essentially a replica mushroom warehouse; it can conjure up anything you want to eat. The laboratory has already backed up everything that exists on Earth using replica mushrooms.

Originally, it would have required a continuous and large supply of energy from people to permanently transform the clone mushroom into something, and this method was rarely used in the laboratory. Now, for well-known reasons, the cities on the moon have no shortage of energy, so the laboratory has taken advantage of this characteristic to open many restaurants to recycle the large amount of contribution points sent out.

Even though Kitawaki Natsumi knew her brother was now a wealthy man, she was still cautious and only ordered some of the dishes she usually ate.

Kitawaki Shihiko ordered a lot of things he had wanted to eat but couldn't afford before.

I randomly found a seat and sat down. The food and drinks I had just ordered slowly rose from the table out of thin air.

The brother and sister quickly became engrossed in the food. Even the most ordinary dishes, which could be recorded in the laboratory, tasted top-notch.

It's really easy for superhumans to create any kind of delicious food. As the saying goes, "If the superiors have a certain preference, the inferiors will follow suit." The Lord of the Divine Microbiome has a hidden foodie attribute. There are quite a few foodies in the church and the laboratory, especially in the church. There is a faction that specializes in collecting and researching all kinds of food in the world. They believe that when they eat delicious food, they can feel the same way as the gods.

Although Kitawaki Shihiko thought the beliefs of this food school were a bit far-fetched, he had to admit that the food they offered was so delicious that people who hadn't eaten much good food before almost bit their tongues off and swallowed it.

"Burp~" Even Kitawaki Natsumi, who always paid attention to her ladylike demeanor, couldn't help but burp. She slumped in the comfortable chair in the restaurant, patted her round little belly, and showed a contented expression on her face.

[Even a casual meal like this only cost a dozen or so contribution points, and the quality is high. The restaurant industry might be in a different boat...]

Kitawaki Shihiko couldn't help but think more deeply. He wondered how many people around the world relied on the food service industry to make a living, and whether there was any way to address the potential impact of mass unemployment.

Why think so much? It's none of my business.

He chuckled self-deprecatingly, and seeing that his sister had rested well, he got up and took her to queue at the immigration office.

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Mushroom City, the plaza outside the landing field for aviation mushrooms.

[Temporary entry permits are so convenient; thousands of entry applications can be processed all at once.]

Kitawaki Shihiko, carrying a bag and with his younger sister, stood in front of the station on the right side of the square. He used the station's temporary mental map to check the map of Mushroom City. The apartment assigned to them was in the second phase of Mushroom City in the East District, which was about ten kilometers away from the landing site and even further away from the city center.

Just looking at the map, it's already on the outermost edge of the city; it's definitely considered a suburb.

The First and Second Avenues of Divine Descent in the city center form an intersection, and the Mushroom City Laboratory is located right at the center of the intersection, surrounded by researchers, high-ranking members of the security team, and core members of the church.

The two avenues leading to the divine realm are surrounded by bustling plazas, parks, residences of various countries, entertainment venues, and scattered upscale communities, all of which are custom-made. The price of a single custom-made room exceeds 100,000 contribution points, which ordinary people cannot afford even if they work themselves to death. It is clearly not prepared for ordinary people, but is used to recoup contribution points from the rich.

"Brother, the bus is here," Kitawaki Natsumi reminded him.

Kitawaki Shihiko snapped out of his daze and pulled his sister onto the shuttle-shaped bus that floated using gravity mushrooms.

Chapter 353 Kitawaki Shihiko's First Experience in the Mushroom City (Part 3)

"Ding~"

After everyone who had bought a ticket boarded, a pleasant announcement sounded, and the bus silently departed from the station, smoothly traversing the skies above the mushroom city along its predetermined route.

Kitawaki Shihiko looked out the window at the blurry view caused by the high-speed rush, feeling somewhat regretful that this kind of bus, which was specifically designed for getting around, did not allow people to enjoy the city scenery outside.

After all, it's a bus controlled entirely by temporary mental states. It's very stable, and it won't go wrong if it follows a fixed route, but it's impossible to adjust the speed or important stops to allow passengers to enjoy the scenery.

One is that it overlaps with the attributes of sightseeing trains, and the other is that the psychological mycelium content of buses is too low to form a very intelligent temporary mind.

Moreover, the possibility of being easily influenced by overly intelligent temporary minds increases. There are too many problems to solve if you want the bus to follow the thoughts of the passengers. The Mushroom System, which has only just started, has not yet been refined enough to give the bus more functions. The cheap bus is simply used for getting around.

The brother and sister barely had time to sit down before the bus stopped after only a dozen seconds. People got off and others got on, and with the bus stopping and starting, including the waiting time, they arrived at their destination in less than five minutes. Only after the bus's temporary, seemingly friendly reminder did the two realize what was happening and quickly got off.

Wow, that was fast!

Kitawaki Shihiko got off the bus, looked back at the bus that had quietly drifted away and quickly disappeared from sight, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

In terms of feeling, the bus's flight speed was almost identical to that of the commercial airliners he had flown on before.

This is in the city.

He led his sister out of the Juncheng Phase II community bus station, looking at the bustling streets with a sense of bewilderment.

Before arriving, he only knew that his residence was in the second phase of Juncheng Community, and he had taken the recommended bus to the designated location. However, he did not expect that the bus would stop on such a bustling street.

Wasn't it said that the houses allocated to them were apartments?