mesbooks Chapter 15 Mushroom Bro? Fungal Lord Goes Viral Online!
Chapter 15 Mushroom Bro? Fungal Lord Goes Viral Online!
When Lin Mo returned to the school clinic, the sun was at its zenith.
He pushed the door open.
The white coat was hung on the hanger.
He slumped heavily into the chair.
He pressed the chair back so hard it tilted back at a dangerous angle.
It made a creaking sound.
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
Then he opened his eyes and pulled open the drawer.
He pulled out a can of Coke from the very back.
With a snap, the pull tab was flipped open, and a small cloud of white mist of carbon dioxide gas sprayed out of the can.
He tilted his head back and took a big gulp, the icy liquid sliding down his throat.
The carbon dioxide tumbled around in his stomach, and he burped.
It was as if he had come back to life.
He sprawled out on the back of the chair.
He let out a long, satisfied sigh.
The viewers in the live chat were unhappy.
"Wait, aren't you a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner?"
"Shouldn't practitioners of Traditional Chinese Medicine drink tea?"
"Cola?? What legitimate TCM doctor drinks cola??"
"Are you here to maintain your health or to gain weight?"
"Isn't the standard TCM remedy to soak goji berries in a thermos? What's with this iced cola?"
"My grandfather was a traditional Chinese medicine doctor. He would be so angry when he saw this that he would sit up from his grave."
"Your health-conscious persona has crumbled, streamer!"
Lin Mo glanced at the comments, took another sip, and put the Coke can on the table.
It made a crisp "clang".
He held up one finger to the camera, his expression as serious as if he were reading out the latest medical guidelines.
"I'm a doctor, just listen to the doctor. The doctor told me to drink Coke."
The viewers in the live chat were stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.
"The doctor prescribed Coke—you're the first person to receive this prescription."
"Traditional Chinese medicine practitioners can't drink cola? Who made that rule? It's not mentioned in the Yellow Emperor's Inner Classic."
"The Yellow Emperor's Inner Classic, Plain Questions, Chapter on Cola: Drink when you're thirsty, don't hold it in."
"I declare this prescription effective; I'll go buy two bottles tonight."
"Okay doctor, I'll do as you say, I'll go drink some Coke for health."
"Can your Coke be reimbursed by medical insurance?"
"The sugar content in this live stream has suddenly increased."
Lin Mo took another sip, just about to exchange a few more words with the comments section.
A WeChat message pops up at the top of the phone screen.
He casually clicked on it and saw that it was the male student from earlier—the bunkmate whose toes he had wrapped up like a dumpling.
"School Doctor Lin!!! Something terrible has happened!!!"
Lin Mo's brow twitched. He replied with a question mark.
The other person replied instantly with a Douyin link, followed by the sentence: "My old Douyin account, which I used to record my roommates, has gone viral!"
Lin Mo clicked on the link and was redirected to the homepage of a Douyin account.
The account's profile picture is of that fungal roommate himself.
To be precise, it was a close-up of his shiny, oily face.
The lighting was dim, the background was blurry, and the shooting angle was tricky.
But the features of that face were too distinctive.
Anyone who has seen him even once could not mistake him.
The account nickname consists of three bold black characters.
"Mushroom Bro".
The signature bar contained a line of words, each word carrying a hidden meaning.
"A record of my daily life with my fungal roommate. High-energy content throughout, proceed with caution."
Lin Mo scrolled down and found that the account had only posted three videos.
But each of them has over a million views.
The first video shows the entire process of pulling a pile of socks out from under the bed.
The voice in the video belongs to the male student, and his tone sounds like a narrator from a BBC documentary.
"Dear viewers, today we bring you the archaeological excavation site under the bed of the roommate with fungi. What we are seeing now is the Tertiary sock sediment layer."
The second video is a close-up of that mushroom.
The caption reads, "My roommate said we'd have hot pot after graduation, so I've been taking good care of it every day, watering and fertilizing it. It's growing very well right now."
The third video was even more shocking; it showed the back of the roommate with fungal infection sitting on the bed eating instant noodles.
The camera slowly zooms in from behind, revealing him holding a bucket of pickled cabbage and beef noodles with his hands, which have green fingernails.
Steam rose, and dandruff glittered under the light.
The caption was just five words: "Instant noodles with extra toppings."
The three videos have a combined total of over two million likes.
The comment section has been completely flooded with comments, and the top comment reads:
"It came from Dr. Lin's live stream, and we've finally found its origin."
Article 2: "This dormitory should be listed as a national key protected unit, with world-class fungal diversity."
Article 3: "I suggest these roommates sign up for a reality show, one to transform their bedroom and the other to transform their souls."
Lin Mo put down his phone and blinked.
Then he laughed, a genuine laugh tinged with admiration.
He turned his phone screen towards the live stream camera.
It allowed the audience to take a look as well.
"Everyone, our patient—"
He paused, carefully considering his words.
"—She has quite a business mind."
The comments section went crazy.
"Hahahaha Mushroom Bro"
"He figured out how to monetize his roommate's internet connection."
"I'll have you examine my feet during the day, and then use you as material for my Douyin videos at night—it's a two-way street."
"My roommate is responsible for producing the fungus, while he is responsible for recording it; this creates a closed-loop supply chain."
"If this account becomes successful, his roommate will be the most popular source of infection on Douyin."
"I remember he just said he was going to move out, right? Move out now? He's not really willing to give up this data traffic."
"He complained that his roommate was sick, but he didn't complain that his roommate didn't have enough data."
Lin Mo put his phone away, took a sip of cola, leaned back in his chair, and gave a meaningful smile.
He wagged his finger at the camera.
His tone carried an air of knowing everything.
"I bet he's not moving out now. His roommate is a natural internet sensation; he can go viral every time he posts a video."
He glanced down at the account again.
His voice was a little softer, but his tone was serious.
"But that's good too. He's been observing his roommate closely for a long time, so he's bound to be more sensitive to any problems he might have than the average person."
"If you're a viewer of this 'Mushroom Bro' in the live stream, remember what I said before—it's fine to watch for fun, but please don't take the hygiene habits shown in the videos as your daily routine."
He held up one finger towards the camera.
His expression changed from teasing to serious.
"Dear viewers, please change your socks frequently—not just your feet, but every textile that comes into contact with your body, including bed sheets, blankets, towels, and underwear, should be washed regularly and dried or sun-dried to kill bacteria."
"Fungi can survive for a long time in humid environments. You might think that the socks you're wearing are fine, but there could actually be a whole microbial kingdom on them."
He paused, then pointed upwards, as if emphasizing an unshakeable principle.
"You can ignore everyone else's words, but you must listen to what I say."
The comments section immediately started lining up.
"I can ignore everyone else's advice, but I must listen to School Doctor Lin's."
"I've taken a screenshot and set it as my screensaver. I'll repeat it to myself three times a day."
"Great school doctor! Family members, please type 'wash socks' in the chat."