Chapter 9

The bde project I was working on was going swimmingly. I was dodging any root networks of course, that was the offshoots job to do.

The offshoot was making some distance as well and it too dodged any of root system’s networks I needed to make some distance before I contacted the system. I couldn’t have them contacting the system too close to me.

I mean shit, I heard theres some trees who actively kill anything intruding in their vicinity, including other trees of the same species. That was on earth but who says this place can’t have similar flora?

Avoiding these types of trees might be easy to do as they won’t be connected to the mycorrhizal root system, but just in case I kept my metaphorical eye out.

Dividing my attention between keeping track of time with my mini growths, Project b.d.e., and hmmm lets call it Project First Contact was a little taxing but I expected that if I was still a human I wouldn’t be able to do this.

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I mean not that I could have, I wasn’t a mushroom then, but even just dividing attention between reading and listening to music was a challenge for some. I could do it just fine, but I was an avid … escapist? ... I was proficient in escapism. Anyway you get it, I wasn’t too focused on the real world.

Which now that I think of it might have been what have truly done me in. I mean I was reading a book on my phone while crossing that street. It was cook book which wasn’t usually my what I typically read and went for when I wanted to escape but I was getting hungry and I wanted to try something new.

Yes I was on the page featuring a mushroom dish!

Quite a simple one too it was a lobster mushroom recipe. I was dipping my toes in some vegan dishes recently. And I was craving sea food hard. These little mother fuckers were actually two species of fungi! One infecting the other.

Woah Im getting way off topic but the point is, I was decent at multitasking, but not to the extent I was now. I mean I was even doing those three things at once, while also paying attention to my sensory network.

Those damn creepy-crawly bugs were crawling all over the place and wouldn’t allow me to forget about it. I’m actually a little surprised none of the little bastards have taken a bite out of one of the stalks. I mean if two animals already came in and ate my mushrooms why wouldn’t my mycelium taste just as good?

I wonder if they’re ignoring an easy food source cuz I’m well camouflaged in between the grasses I’m growing through. Hmm.