An Zhe was a mushroom whose life purpose was to bear his own spore.
One day, he lost his spore.
After searching all around the world, he finally spotted a familiar spore on television.
An Zhe knocked desperately on the door of a certain colonel of the human military.
“Good day, Sir. How is your research study going? Could you please return my son to me afterwards?”
Small Mushroom, Wrong But Still Right, Xiao Mo Gu, Xiǎo Mó Gū, 小蘑菇