Weirdcore Mushroom Romane & Geschichten

The Jennings had retained most of their knowledge of Mystic Therapeutics. "Oh, are you Mr. Jennings? It has been two or three years since I last saw you!" A plump man holding a red Ganoderma Lucidum called out to Chad. Chad grinned as he saw the man. "Wobble Wobb, what's good?" Wobble laughed and looked around nervously. He replied softly, "Coffin Hermit!" Chad was startled and looked at the red Ganoderma Lucidum in Wobble's hand. The Ganoderma Lucidum was completely red, with a faint hint of iridescence. It was a genuine Blood Ganoderma Lucidum.

It wrapped around his hand almost covering the shirt cast. “Oh, thank you Landon! It feels so much better. It’s very sticky though.” He was trying to take it off his little cast, but it was stuck there nice and tight. “Don’t worry about it, it will come off itself. That mushroom is feeding off your pain. It’s a quindrike mushroom. You must heat them to get them active. It will die out soon enough and fall off.” Landon turned to his fire and kicked some of it out.

“Or it could the shrooms.” “The shrooms?” My curiosity went on an upward stream the moment I heard the word shrooms. I remembered Nicole giving me a mushroom like thingy earlier and this could be it. “Yeah, dried mushrooms.” Ambrose answered. “They make you high.” “Fuck,” I mumbled under my breath thinking I just had one of those. “I think I might have eaten one of those.” My eyes seemed to grow big at the sudden realization that I just had an edible. I thought it was just a weird snack like dried mangoes.

"Something that worries me even more." "What?" "These herbs contain traces of Mortwert." The name meant nothing to me. "What is that?" "A very rare abortifacient. Causes violent miscarriage in pregnant wolves. It only grows in specific regions and very few healers know how to identify it, let alone use it safely." Mira finally looked at me. "In fact, in this entire pack, only two wolves have the knowledge to work with Mortwert." My blood went cold. "You and who else?"

I looked up. Daniel stood there, expression dark enough to freeze the air. I immediately let go of my brother and practically sprinted into Daniel’s arms. “Honey! I remember everything! I’m not crazy anymore!” He pulled me back a little and looked me over from head to toe. We went straight to the hospital. The doctor confirmed my brain was finally functioning normally. I nearly wept with relief. I had been filming deep in the mountains when I found a cluster of beautiful wild mushrooms. I remembered thinking, Wow, the mushrooms here are famous. I should take some back and cook them for Daniel because I’d promised that once this drama wrapped, I’d take a month-long break just for him.

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?

I felt the falling temperature as well and noticed that there must something terrible happened, so I said to her: "Well, Miss Isabella, if it's hard to say you could just ignore me will be alright." Isabella, who had been silent at first, suddenly interrupted me, then changed back to her sloppy appearance at the beginning and said: "Weirdness is the result of the unwillingness of people after death, the spiritual wisdom born after a hundred years of immortality, and the rumours spread by word of mouth. In the final analysis, weirdness is the existence of hatred and resentment, do you understand, little cutie."

“That was when I talked to Father Clarence and borrowed some chapel charms. I made a few of my own with Gilda using slimes, and the result of variants appeared soon after. Some monsters were shy, some weak and others simply insane. You’ve seen them.” Zen nodded. The shy variants were probably like the purple cap mushrooms. The weak ones were possibly like the shade-variant puffballs. The crazy types… Lil’ Mushade was definitely one of them. “I’m guessing Lil’ Mushade is the by-product of a crazy variant?” Downing water, Hernie let out a loud burp. Zen simply refilled her cup with more water.