A Magical Mushroom Soup Chapter 4

I hurried away. Back in the basement, I simply boiled the mushrooms and snake meat together into a soup.

Just as I finished the soup and was preparing to sleep, someone knocked on the door. My internal alarms blared. Who could it be?

My parents had died early in the apocalypse, leaving only my brother. Could it be him?

To be safe, I looked through the peephole in the iron door and saw the man in black from earlier, but now he was covered in blood.

Wasn't this the badass who'd killed that snake without blinking? How did he find this place?

Before I could think further, the man collapsed at my door.

When he woke, he held a knife to my throat.

"What kind of mushrooms did you give me?"

Cold sweat ran down my back. "Aren't they just ordinary mushrooms?"

"They're toxic. After eating them, my body changed."

I looked shocked, covering my stomach.

"Oh no! I just ate some too."

"After eating them, every aspect of my body became stronger. I just lifted a wolf and slammed it to death, and my sense of smell sharpened—that's how I found you."

"That powerful!? But let's be clear—just because you killed a wolf doesn't mean you can kill me."

"I've never experienced anything like this. There's something wrong with your mushrooms."

I pulled out the remaining mushrooms and handed them to him to inspect. They looked completely ordinary.