Enemies Are All Nourishment for My Fungi..

Ye Nai immediately opened the Awakener website on the computer and searched for the names of those combat teams, along with their captains, and started following them.

Brother Xiao Ma mentioned Ye Nai right after Brother Xiao Ni.

"Xiao Yezi, you aren’t buying a new off-road vehicle, but if you need something simple for moving around in the Secret Realm, how about considering a second-hand one? Your Brother Xiao Ma is quite wealthy now."

When Ye Nai saw this message, she knew that Brother Xiao Ma must have reclaimed their squad’s vehicle from the multitude of off-road vehicles in Town No. 2.

"Okay, where is it?"

In just a few exchanges, Ye Nai had left the house to look at the vehicle.

The captains at home all ran out to join the crowd and check out the scene.

The vehicle that had been reclaimed just a few days earlier was at the military camp’s repair shop for a comprehensive inspection, maintenance, and cleaning.

A group of captains, together with the mechanics, chatted and gave suggestions, and they picked out a gray-green vehicle with the best overall performance for Ye Nai—it was the easiest to fix up, and she could drive it away in a week.

But since it was for civilian use, she still had to go back to the city to get it registered, and all the paperwork and documentation for the used vehicle would be given to her.

Ye Nai transferred the money to Brother Xiao Ma, happily caressed her new vehicle, and everyone called out to each other as they left the repair shop to go have a meal at a restaurant on the street, even inviting Brother Peng to join them.

There was much left unsaid in their hearts, but everyone understood: although these captains seemed to act independently, they were still enlisted in the military, and their future would depend on the decisions from above. Ye Nai, however, was just waiting to get her new vehicle to embark on her new journey.

So, this meal became a farewell banquet for everyone.

After spending a year together, they parted on good terms—as the saying goes, "We’ll meet again if fate allows."

After a hearty meal and drink, they went home for a short nap. In the middle of the night, they quietly scattered spores at various dangerous zone waste disposal sites. While people shoveled trash on the surface, fungus beneath the ground consumed the waste, accelerating the waste disposal process.

In particular, Dangerous Zone No. 1, which was projected to be cleared in just three to five years, was now free of the Secret Realm, and the higher-ups would surely concentrate efforts to complete the cleanup within one or two years.

Ye Nai lent a helping hand, scattering spores in all dangerous zones every night before she left for other places, focusing especially on Dangerous Zone No. 1, scattering them twice there.

It wasn’t just about speeding up the breakdown and absorption of the years of accumulated trash, but also about allowing natural growth of fungus to improve the soil underground, restoring the land to its pre-war quality, suitable for industrial use or for planting flowers and grass.

During the day, she contacted her landlord to terminate the rental. Given the special circumstances, many combat teams and individuals in the complex were also terminating their leases. The landlord, being straightforward, checked the apartment over video, refunded the security deposit and any excess rent, and allowed Ye Nai to stay until the last day of the month without asking her to move out immediately.

With the disappearance of the East Ridge Secret Realm, everyone was waiting for the new regulations to see how things would develop. The landlord was also watching the situation. Since the apartment wouldn’t be rented out anytime soon, they weren’t eager to have their tenants move out.

Ye Nai took out the old lock she had removed when she first rented the apartment and reinstalled it, also sending photos to the landlord. When moving out, she would leave the keys at the agency as the landlord had requested.

Terminating the lease took only one day, and for the next few days, Ye Nai was busy doing business with logistics, buying a bunch of clothes, shoes, and bulletproof vests in her size.

The logistics department, knowing she had money, provided her with whatever she wanted to buy, no matter the quantity. Consumables were always good to stock up on; otherwise, if she damaged her clothes outside, she wouldn’t have any way to buy new ones.

Apart from those, nothing else would be available to her, not a single gun or bullet, to legally possess a firearm, you must ascend to Training Level 3, achieve the required shooting scores, and obtain a gun license, all three conditions are indispensable. Experience more tales on NovelBin.Côm

Therefore, the private militias within the Secret Realm appear to be fiercely armed, but teams with all members trained to Level 3 are few and far between. The types and amounts of firearms they can legally purchase are limited, and those with such capabilities are actually mostly official or semi-official teams, so you can imagine where the private militias get their weapons from, either by seizing them in the Secret Realm or buying those that others have seized.

Under various restrictions, the firepower of private militias is limited, and they can’t support prolonged combat, so they have to retreat after a fierce but unsuccessful attack.

In the past year, Ye Nai hadn’t lived in vain; she had listened to others’ stories and had already viewed private militias without much idealization, so now her disenchantment was complete.

A week later, Ye Nai smoothly received her clean, newly repainted second-hand off-road vehicle along with a full set of transferred and registered documents.

It was known she wouldn’t need to drive this big vehicle back to the city for registration, saving even the need for a temporary license plate.

On the day she received the car, Ye Nai drove her lemon-yellow little car back to the city, and managed to transfer the ownership and register the off-road vehicle before the end of the workday, naturally with an Awakener license plate.

After that, she checked into the city’s best hotel, left the next morning at dawn, and caught the early train to the neighboring Anyuan City.

There she rested for a night, before taking the express train out of the province, heading east to Five Bridges City in Yangling Province.

One of the major cities at the crossroads of nine provinces, it is an inevitable strategic location known for its convenience in transportation.

Not surprisingly, the Space Channel in the suburbs was named after the city, called Five Bridges Secret Realm.

Five Bridges City is named so because there are five rivers within and outside the city, each with one iconic bridge across it. Countless medium and small bridges also exist, and these bridges suffered greatly during the years of war. But as stability returned following the war, the bridges were rebuilt.

As one of the cities at the crossroads of nine provinces, Five Bridges City still shone with its former glory.

Stepping out of the train station, Ye Nai looked around and within her field of vision, she could count dozens of traffic and security surveillance cameras, and she couldn’t help feeling this was indeed a wealthy metropolis.

With a large city area, plenty of available land, a large population, many Awakeners, and many residents paying taxes, it was only natural that the city had money to spend on public welfare.

Ye Nai shook her head, East Ridge City’s conditions were meager in comparison, truly no match.

She took out her electric scooter, mounted her phone on the handlebar phone holder, set the navigation to the hotel, and hit the road.

In economically developed metropolises like Five Bridges City, the best luxury hotels were truly luxurious, comparable to pre-war five-star hotels, with nightly prices starting at 1200. Ye Nai could not afford this indulgence, so she chose a three-star budget hotel for a little over 300 per night.

Arriving in a strange city, even with the aid of smartphone navigation, one could still feel completely lost. Riding an electric scooter through the streets was the fastest way to familiarize oneself with the city’s layout. Additionally, because of its slow speed and small size, it was easy to park without obstructing traffic.

When waiting for traffic lights, her East Ridge City license plate often aroused the curiosity of passersby, and even traffic police would give her an extra glance.

Ye Nai, wearing her motorcycle helmet, ignored the gazes of others.

Among all her registered vehicles, only this electric scooter, which she had bought almost a year ago, had an East Ridge City license plate; the rest bore the Awakener license plate.

The closure of the East Ridge Secret Realm was widely known, and Awakeners as well as migrant workers flowed to all parts of the country. Seeing a car with an East Ridge City license plate in one’s own city wasn’t strange, but an electric scooter powered by a lead-acid battery worth at most just over a thousand would surely draw a second look from anyone.