Enemies Are All Nourishment for My Fungi..

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The doctor issued two boxes of toxin-blocking injections, each containing five doses, with the medicine sealed in syringes; one simply had to remove the cap to inject themselves, which was meant for convenient use in the wild.

After getting the medication, Ye Nai waited for less than half an hour at the hospital entrance before the convoy arrived. The injured were sent into the emergency room, and Ye Nai handed the small refrigerator containing the injections to the medic, greeted the captain with the newly written medical records, and then set off with logistics to the next small town, where they obtained another box of injections using that medical record.

A single hospital could not issue many inhibitors, after all, they couldn’t give them all away; in the wilderness, there are all sorts of poisonous creatures, and it is important to leave some for the people. It is no problem, getting one box at every town is enough to last until they could leave.

Apart from the first town, Ye Nai and logistics ran through three more towns in one breath that day, obtaining five boxes of injections before waiting for the meeting team in this third town. They boarded the vehicle and continued on their journey.

Everyone in the team was exhausted. They took turns driving; those not driving tried to catch some sleep in the vehicle, but even that sleep was uncomfortable. Looking around, the only person with any energy left seemed to be Ye Nai.

Ye Nai indeed had energy; she was not tired at all. She had been scattering superpower spores along the way, ensuring that the fungus would decompose organic matter and continuously feed back energy to her, keeping her alert until she could sleep at home.

Sister Da Ma looked at Ye Nai with envy.

"It’s great to be young and have so much energy."

Ye Nai smiled politely.

"Don’t worry, after this incident, I will definitely have them teach you how to drive when we get back."

Ye Nai: "?"

"Whether or not you get a driving license is another matter, but since you have a motorcycle license, we must make sure you can drive in the Secret Realm just as well as you ride your motorcycle."

Ye Nai immediately perked up: "Great, I’ll definitely learn well."

Of course, learning to drive is good, as long as it doesn’t involve getting a driving license.

Because in the danger zone, one can only obtain a motorcycle driving license; there are no conditions for a car driving license, which requires going back to the city.

Spending a few hours riding back to the city to take a driving test, then returning to the danger zone after passing one section, then going back into the city for the next section, and so on until completing all five sections to get the license—and that’s if one is lucky enough not to fail any section along the way.

Just thinking about it is exhausting.

But to learn to drive and only do so within the Secret Realm is still very appealing.

With the help of so many toxin-blocking injections, more than thirty hours later, the convoy finally drove out of the Secret Realm. The drivers mustered their last bit of energy among the busy traffic, weaving skillfully through it, and in what would have been a two-hour journey, they pushed to return to Danger Zone 5 in an hour and a half.

They headed straight to the hospital.

The waiting nurses immediately took the injured into the operating room, and the lab took Ye Nai’s two dodecahedron cages for a toxin analysis, hoping that the cages indeed contained members of the same species and that the toxins could be neutralized.

The clothing removed from the injured, which were military gear with the highest level of cut resistance, had also been taken for analysis. Private military teams might spend tens of thousands for a set, but someone was injured by a water snake bite through the fabric—it was of course necessary to see whether the issue was with the worn fabric or if the water snake’s teeth were just that formidable.

Everyone hoped it was just a case of fabric deterioration due to prolonged wear.

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Ye Nai didn’t want to find herself being bitten by poison in the wilderness of the Secret Realm one day.

She believed in the healing power of the fungus, and even if she were poisoned, she would be okay, but she couldn’t avoid the intense pain that came with it.

Many toxins cause severe pain, and this patient had been in pain all the way, numb from it. Though she seemed alert and was able to drink some glucose, her response was extremely slow when speaking with her, and it was unclear if that was also related to poisoning.

Ye Nai knew she would be okay, her body’s fungus protected her brain and heart, and the blocking agent stubbornly prevented the toxins from reaching her upper body. As long as she could be detoxified, she would recover.

However, such matters could only occasionally be addressed at present. In a few years, when her fungus had spread throughout the entire Secret Realm, turning it into a sacred place with mysterious healing powers, she would protect every person entering the Secret Realm. With the nation’s infrastructure building capacity, the Otherworld enemies would never dream of taking back this land.

Ye Nai considered herself the future unseen boss of the Secret Realm, and worrying about its development was something she needed to start doing now.

The patient had been taken to the operating room, where she would be cared for by a nurse, and the exhausted team members took turns driving Ye Nai home.

Once she entered her home, Ye Nai moved the bed back into the bedroom from Space, plugged in the electric blanket to warm it up, then went to wash her hair and shower. After cooking some instant noodles to fill her stomach, she finally crawled into the warm bed and closed her eyes.

The energy the fungus continuously returned to her kept her energetic for long periods, but when there was a chance to sleep, she needed to sleep well. After more than a hundred hours of either sitting or riding, isn’t it comfortable to lie flat and relax the body?

That sleep was refreshing, and when she woke up, it was dark outside. She grabbed her phone and saw it was past ten in the evening.

There was a message from Sister Da Ma on her phone; the patient was okay, the antidote had been found, and she would be discharged in a week. Additionally, the lab had analyzed all the water snakes she had captured, discovering two that were currently highly poisonous without an antidote and reminding them to be fully prepared when visiting that area again.

Accompanying the message were photos of the two highly poisonous water snakes. About thirty centimeters long, small in size, with a dull yellow appearance and an unremarkable look; they might be mistaken for eels if thrown into a muddy pit.

Had it not been for the lab tests, who could’ve guessed at first glance that these were deadly poisonous, and now no one knew if these were adults or sub-adults.

This was the danger of exploration missions. If one were hunting, they would at least know what killed them. But exploration risks often involved a bit of luck; often one might die without even knowing how.

Many people had sacrificed to build the Secret Realm of East Ridge City to its current state, and the same was true for other Secret Realms across the country.

Clutching her phone, Ye Nai spaced out for a moment, then got dressed, got out of bed, went to the spare room, retrieved her computer, turned it on, and went online to reply to Sister Da Ma’s message.

[Sister Da Ma, has the analysis of the fabric come out yet? If the water snake’s teeth are really that powerful, then we need other materials to make clothing and shoes.]

[Oh, you finally replied. Just woke up?]

[Yeah, just woke up. Have you all slept?]

[We did, but I was woken up in the middle of the night by a call from the hospital. I sent you a message and slept a little more, just got up not long ago as well.]

Sister Da Ma, holding her phone, yawned. The fatigue from consecutive days wasn’t something a few hours of sleep could resolve. She rubbed her eyes and continued to type.

[The analysis of the fabric hasn’t come out yet. I’m hoping it’s just fabric aging, but I can’t rule out that the water snake’s teeth are indeed too strong.]

[Regardless of the reason, it’s always right to be prepared early. I’m wondering if there’s a cobbler who can use mutant beast skin to make boots, the kind that cover the whole lower leg. If a poisonous creature bit me on the thigh, then I would accept it.]