Enemies Are All Nourishment for My Fungi

Shi Lin and her team's eyes lit up suddenly, and then dimmed again.

"I really want to go to the Royal Capital too."

Ye Nai looked at her warily, "Don't fight me for it, all these spoils of war are mine."

"Let's negotiate. If you catch them, don't rush to kill them. First, try to find out why they invaded our Blue Star, will you?"

"Who understands their language?"

"There are some who do. After fighting for so many years, quite a few captives have been taken alive, and the country has managed to train a few translators who can communicate."

Ye Nai immediately thought of her Translation Mushroom and felt that those translators might be out of a job soon.

"Didn't any of the prisoners you caught before know the reason for the war?"

"They didn't. They were just grunt soldiers, only knew to charge forward on command and couldn't say a word about why they were fighting. To get to the truth, we need to capture someone from the higher ranks."

"So for all these years, there have been teams like yours, using various methods to break into the Otherworld? Aren't they afraid they won't be able to return?"

Shi Lin thumped her chest, "Those who dare to take on this mission are of course prepared for the possibility they might not return. But if we don't come, who knows when this war will end?"

Ye Nai didn't make a sound and showed no emotion.

Yet Shi Lin kept observing her face.

"What are you thinking about?"

"If you can return safely, does that mean this route is established?"

"Not necessarily. The enemy isn't foolish—any path we break through, they'll definitely change. So over the years, it's been back and forth, and we're looking for a stable route that the enemy won't be able to change at will."

"Over these years, more than one team has made it back, right?"

"That's classified information."

"Then I need to speed things up."

"Oh right, we've talked so much, but we haven't discussed which route you came in from?"

"That's classified information," Ye Nai grinned, "Since you're in a rush to get back, I won't keep you. I'm going to find a few more routes, save up some capital for the future."

Shi Lin and her team nodded in agreement, not seeing her statement as boastful.

"Solos have the advantage of freedom—each trip here isn't easy. Grab what you can, everything's capital for the future, even if it's just to make some grocery money, that won't be an issue."

Ye Nai pursed her lips slightly, suppressing a smug smile at the corner of her mouth.

Shi Lin, who had been paying close attention to her micro-expressions, saw this clearly.

Just as she thought to continue the conversation, someone rushed out from the makeshift operating room, calling for help alongside the Sanitation Officer.

"Stop chatting and come help, Laoliu can't stop the bleeding!"

"Damn! Hang in there, Laoliu, we all agreed to go back together!"

Without further ado, Shi Lin led her team in a frantic dash towards the operating room.

Ye Nai couldn't stop them even if she tried, as she watched them all sprint towards the operating room.

Fortunately, they stopped at the door, didn't barge in, but all of them were anxiously pacing, with no one able to assist except for the Sanitation Officer.

Ye Nai also hurried over.

Through the glass door, blood stains were splattered on the Sanitation Officer's surgical gown, and wads of gauze were being stuffed into the wound. Thankfully, plasma was already hanging beside the patient, or else the injured would definitely die on the operating table.

"Make way, don't block the entrance, you're in my way. If you've got nothing to do, go prepare a couple more bags of plasma."

Ye Nai pulled Shi Lin aside.

"Eh? You... "

The next second, Ye Nai had a first aider's license in front of Shi Lin's eyes.

"...A first aider?! Save me, boss!"

Surprised and then overjoyed, tears almost burst from Shi Lin's eyes.

"Wash your hands and get to work."

"Get to work, get to work! Stop staring and wash up, prepare the blood plasma!"

Shi Lin was very flustered, but as the captain's authority was significant, her single command caused the panicked and nervous members to instantly find their backbone, and they hurriedly washed their hands.

Ye Nai stood by the sink, conjuring a long table from a noble's house, and laid out two sets of freeze-dried plasma, a box of medical gloves, small-bottled disposable medical alcohol, alcohol wet wipes and paper towels for hand drying, several cotton swabs, and more.

She removed her coat and approached a faucet reserved for her, washing her hands twice. She had intended to change into slippers, but since the Sanitation Officers had already gone in, she didn't bother. Someone else opened the door for her, and with her hands held up, she walked in, put on a mask, and donned a surgical gown.

The laid-out surgical instruments were impeccable, all taken out in a complete set, but it was clear that the Sanitation Officer was inexperienced, and their proficiency in surgery was lacking. The casualty was already seriously injured and bleeding profusely; his blood couldn't be stopped, each second brought him closer to the Grim Reaper's door.

The casualty's blood pressure was so low it had reached dangerous levels—such a condition required a professional surgeon, not Sanitation Officers and first aiders with just brief training.

Despite this, Ye Nai's superpower was special, so she was there to save a life.

She recognized at a glance that the casualty had suffered a laceration from a mutant beast's claw swipe.

A handful of spores was thrown down, barely maintaining the casualty's blood pressure in a precarious situation.

Then, Ye Nai swiftly switched places with the Sanitation Officer to take the lead, efficiently cleaning the bleeding spot with gauze while precisely applying clamps.

With the gauze cleaned up and five clamps in place, she pinched off the spurting blood vessels.

The Sanitation Officer and the assisting team members all watched in amazement.

"Boss, did you specialize in medical science?"

"No, I just graduated from high school, only a first aider."

"But you stopped the bleeding with one go of the clamps, your hands are so steady, and you found the spot precisely."

"I've done it a lot, practice makes perfect." Ye Nai gripped the blood vessel, checked for other bleeding points, and skillfully prepared the needle and thread to suture the blood vessel.

"With such proficiency, you must have done many surgeries—first aiders turning out to be surgical bosses, impressive."

"Aren't first aiders expected to perform surgeries? Even amputations should be within our scope," Ye Nai said, continuing to suture the blood vessel with unshakable hands and calm breath.

"Sure, amputations where you dare to use a saw, then bandage the wound—that's different from the life-saving surgeries you're capable of."

"So, what surgeries have you performed? Ever extracted a bullet? Handled internal bleeding?"

They shook their heads repeatedly.

The Sanitation Officer spoke up, somewhat embarrassed.

"I'm actually a medical student, but I'm still on basic theory courses and haven't even begun practical training."

Ye Nai was confused, "Does the National Defense University have a Medical Department?"

"Yes, they established an Awakener's comprehensive academy, which specifically includes a Military Medical Department. They've pulled in professors from other Military Medical Universities to teach."

"Awakeners and their connection to military medicine..." Ye Nai didn't raise her eyes from her work; her hands steadily continued to stitch, "Are Sanitation Officers a rare part of the Healing System?"

"Yes, that's right." Watching Ye Nai's skilled movements, the Sanitation Officer felt a bit ashamed; comparing themselves to a first aider of the same age made them feel quite inferior.

"Well, that's not too shabby—worthy of being the elite student who got into the National Defense University. I was wondering how the casualty managed to survive until now; it turns out it was the Sanitation Officer who kept him alive all along."

"But once on the operating table and the wound began spurting blood, he nearly died, wah!"

The pressure finally got to the Sanitation Officer, who broke down in overwhelming tears.