Enemies Are All Nourishment for My Fungi

The Commander's mind finally cleared, and he shut his mouth tightly.

"Alright, let's not waste words. I'll ask you a practical question."

The Commander closed his eyes.

"Where did you get the oil in your warehouse?"

The Commander turned his face away.

"Hey, why won't you cooperate?"

Ye Nai silenced his vocal cords; if he didn't want to speak, then he shouldn't make a sound, then rewarded him with half an hour of pain treatment.

In the next second, the Commander was stimulated by the pain, his whole body tensed again, unable to scream, unable to pass out, even breathing became difficult, each deep breath felt like he couldn't get enough air.

Ye Nai left him, took a flashlight and directly picked a lying officer in the next room. After waking him up, she greeted him with a minute of pain treatment before asking about the oil.

This person also didn't answer. Indeed, those who could become officers were of decent quality, refusing to answer when asked the first time.

Ye Nai didn't ask a second time. If they didn't answer, she silenced the vocal cords, rewarded with half an hour of pain treatment, let them enjoy properly.

Then searched the next room and found someone whose clothes weren't so exquisite this time. After waking up to question, he turned out to be an assistant to some officer.

Although not the Commander's assistant, an assistant worked.

This assistant's mouth was also tight, far less cooperative than the previous person named Hida.

Ye Nai still had a bit of patience with the assistant. In front of him, she released the vocal cords of the two officers who were enjoying the treatment, their miserable screams immediately scared the assistant's heart pounding.

"Spare me, spare me, I'll tell, I'll tell!"

Before Ye Nai could ask again, the officer yelled too.

"Don't listen to him, I'll tell, I'm the Commander, I know the most, ask me, I'll say everything!"

The Commander couldn't bear it anymore and shouted loudly.

Ye Nai spared the lucky little assistant, silenced the adjacent officer's vocal cords, took two steps back to relieve the Commander's pain.

"Tell me, where is the crude oil in the warehouse from?"

"The crude oil is mined by us."

"Do you have an oil field?"

"Yes, we have a field."

"Where's the field? Give me the route map; don't play any tricks. I'm directly asking to save trouble. Mining and refining require manpower. This work can't be done by you alone; it must be handled by the workers you employ. If you play tricks, I'll ask them, feed them well, and they'll definitely cooperate better than you."

"In my office's file cabinet."

With a thud, a heavy file cabinet appeared not far from the Commander's side.

Ye Nai swept the flashlight over the cabinet, paused for a moment, letting the Commander on the ground see clearly.

"Have you seen clearly? Is this your office cabinet?"

"Yes, yes, it is."

Seeing his own office cabinet, knowing the entire Military Fortress must have been cleaned out, the Commander was honest, with no intention of trickery.

"What's the name of the file?"

"Crude oil? I don't remember the full name. If my assistant were here, he would know."

Ye Nai was too lazy to find his assistant among the mess of people; who knows if he got mixed in with the Ordinary soldiers and was thrown back to the Otherworld.

She took out a long table, placed an outdoor power source underneath, plugged in two desk lamps, illuminating the tabletop brightly, then carried all files from the cabinet to the table, checking one by one.

Finally found a file box labeled 'Maps'. Upon opening, a thick stack of hand-drawn maps lay inside, some finer, some rougher, but being archived, they must be important.

Ye Nai put away irrelevant files, cleared the table, focused on flipping through the maps, finally finding the crude oil map.

Satisfied, tidied up the scene, then went out to find the natives' living area.

She just remembered she cleared the Military Fortress, leaving the natives without food. Given the natives' survival ability, as long as no one oppresses them, they can sustain themselves.

Took half an hour, ran through all four cleared Military Fortresses, left things and went, not lingering.

By the way, swapped the Military Fortress's flag for her national flag, arranged the already rooted Fungal Blanket to protect the area, natives can come and go freely, but when Otherworldly come, they feel pain at the city gate.

Finally returned to No.2 Military Fortress, released her living facilities on the city wall, washed and slept.

Before sleep, threw out a Heart Core to promote Fungal Mycelium growth, constantly releasing spores to find oil fields for her.

This sleep was extremely comfortable, until the rising morning sun shone through the RV window onto her headboard, gently awakening Ye Nai.

Ye Nai stretched lazily in bed, lay around for a few more minutes, thoroughly woke up before getting down to wash.

While having breakfast, she clearly heard loud shouts from the natives below the city wall.

Listened for a while, too many people shouting, the noise came from all directions in the street, mixed together, hard to discern, only occasionally hearing a few Selsa Country language words.

Ye Nai took out cold Translation Mushroom salad.

Hadn't eaten this in several meals.

Don't eat when unnecessary, eat when needed, preventing daily consumption, every meal, in case of nausea later, can't stand it?

A big bowl of cold mushroom salad down her stomach, Ye Nai finally understood what the natives were shouting from the whole street.

Some were shouting all the city's soldiers were gone.

Some were shouting the warehouses were empty.

Some were shouting the supervisors led people to rob things.

Ye Nai on the city wall listened occasionally, pieced together the events happening in the city.

Laborers woke earlier than her, woke gradually at dawn, upon discovering scattered supplies, supervisors reacted quickly, organizing subordinates to grab nearby goods, while sending people throughout the town to check. After receiving diverse reports, multiple factions started fighting over others' resources.

The fighting started before Ye Nai finished breakfast, continuing even now as she almost ate, still not finished, all wanting to grab more, ideally everything for themselves.

Seeing the fierce battle situation, Ye Nai thought, strengthening spore protection on the flagpole; if natives came to snatch the flag, leave none alive, kill directly.

Ye Nai didn't understand how the laborers shifted their mindset so quickly, nor was she interested in investigating further. People have their fates; maybe after a few days of freedom, most will perish due to internal strife, the few survivors hiding in the mountains living like wild men.

They were nurtured and bred as natives by the Selsa people for enslavement, long lost their national language, literature, and history. They were no longer historic friendly neighbors. In Ye Nai's view, dying out was better, saving post-war headaches on how to deal with them.

This prime land, Dahua Country happily accepts, but the people, not necessary.

Ye Nai finished tidying up, dashed off while these newly freed natives hadn't noticed movements on the city wall.