Little Mushroom Chapter 47 Novels & Stories

I shoved all four pieces inside my mouth as Phil and Marlon looked quite surprised by my impulsive action. “Did you just ate all four?” Phil sounded surprised that I just ate all four at the same time as if I don’t know it’s too much. “Ahuh,” I replied as I chewed the mushrooms like it’s nothing. “Someone’s going to outer space,” Marlon added wearing a grin on his face.

The odor worsened as they neared the clumps of fungi, the stench was a mixture of old blood and rotten corpse combined with a salty musk that immersed with the dampness of mushrooms. “This is unnatural. They’re pulsing” Froster mutters, inspecting the contaminated contents of an overturned crate. “Were the random piles of mushrooms not enough for you Froster?” Likaya replied, sarcasm was heavy as she tried to make sense of her surroundings. “This isn’t a Rot Spell. This is, this is too damn much.” she muttered avoiding a clump that seemed to edge towards her as she neared. The said mass was situated by a set of tables and chairs, the place seemed to be a dining area, evident by the hole fill

I screamed loudly, my voice was loud enough to make Albert and Jasmine both stop in their way… I pulled string of my horse and halted it, in meantime I hopped down and went to check mushroom, upon looking closely I realized this at ‘table mushroom’ and very much edible. “Will mushroom satisfy your hunger?” I questioned Jasmine who had also hopped down from her horse and was now heading towards me, Albert was also following her. “What are we doing?” Albert questioned me “Having little morning treat before we regain our journey” I told Albert and showed him bunch of mushroom in my hand. He seemed to understand me, and I again turned to Jasmine “How much do you want to eat?” I questioned her “I

I nod. “Hmmn are you allergic to garlic, I used quite a lot?” “It doesn’t matter, everything you do is fine..” “Look at that. You have to eat the mushrooms first over the soup. That's the magic. Take another scoop from the mushrooms.” She takes my spoon, scoops a portion of mushrooms and hands it over. “Thanks dear wife.” “You don’t eat garlic that much, why do you like this?” She whispers, watching the spoon intently with a side scowl.

he asks, his hand on my shoulder. I nod, still trying to catch my breath. "What ... what was that?" Alec shakes his head. "I don't know. You touched the mushroom and then you just collapsed.” “Yeah.” I press my palm to the spot between my eyes. “I heard something.” “Like what?” I shake my head, questioning myself. “Maybe I imagined it.” “Maybe these mushrooms induce hallucinations.” He helps me stand. “You good to walk?” “Yeah. Thanks.”

It was actually awkward between us as I sat down opposite him and kept staring at him while he ate. ​I picked up the cutlery to eat but stopped when my eyes fell on the mushrooms on the plate. ​Oh no. ​I slowly placed my trembling hands on my thigh to avoid drawing attention. Of all the things in the universe, I decided to be allergic to mushrooms. It was the one thing I was deeply afraid of. ​“You're not eating?” he asked with a raised eyebrow, wondering what I was looking at. I shook my head. ​“I'm fine... You can carry on without me.” I stood up immediately and returned to the room; only then was I able to catch my breath.

**Elizabeth's POV** * I was planning to run back to the pack house to treat the wound when I had a nosebleed. However, my nosebleed stopped halfway through the run. Also, I found a large group of mushrooms that were growing very well. They could feed me and Carolina for at least two days. I decided to pick the mushrooms first before going back. I returned to the pack house with a basket full of mushrooms, and as I got closer, I thought I saw a strange man communicating with Carolina.

Jessie was in a hurry. If she only relied on words, they wouldn't believe it either. She took out her phone and took a picture of Mushroom to search the search bar. Not long after, the search results came out. It really was 'Death Umbrella', it was poisonous. The middle-aged woman was so scared that she immediately threw the bowl away. A bowl of soup bloomed on the ground, and a few poisonous mushrooms scattered all over the ground.

(Migumi’s POV) I kneel in the soft earth, a piece of cloth spread on the ground. I’m currently picking wild mushrooms from the base of an old oak tree. Their caps are smooth and damp, a deep brown that tells me they’re safe to eat. The fox that slept with me last night was already gone when I woke up this morning. It honestly made me sad. The fox was a great silent companion. It gave me comfort for a short while. But I guess nothing stays forever. I try to push the feeling aside, focusing instead on gathering enough mushrooms to cook.

Second Meeting: Next Day Scholar Li starts off the conversation, "After further experiments and research, there is no doubt that the mushroom poison is similar to that of the poisonous needles. Amatoxin-containing mushrooms. I have compared both the needle and the mushroom's symptoms based on a small dosage on myself." "Yourself?" I say, "Is that alright?" I-Is that why he is walking like a crab today?