Enemies Are All Nourishment for My Fungi

Chapter 287 -287: Disaster Not Fearful, There are Supplies (4)

“There hasn’t been anyone who’s done this before me, right?”

“Logistics personnel with Space capabilities usually focus on self-preservation in their daily training, prioritizing their own safety and the safety of the supplies. Engaging with the enemy actually comes second. This is true for both the military and civilians, and people who can handle both aspects are indeed rare.”

“That’s where the difficulty of this tactic lies. The first step to implementing it requires the Space Awakened to participate in combat as the main fighters, seizing the opportunity to continuously throw blunt objects and promptly retrieve them, while also protecting themselves.”

“Then you know as well, most Space Users need to touch the objects with their hands to retrieve them into Space, which increases their risk. The force of an enemy swinging a big sword can cut us cleanly in two.”

“But you are different.”

Li Yun’s eyes sparkled.

“I think the chances of success for your tonight’s adventure are very high.”

Ye Nai grinned.

“I feel the same way.”

“By the way, since you have fought them, you’ve seen their tattoos, haven’t you?”

“Yeah, I’ve seen them. They’ve got quite a few.”

“We believe the tattoos represent rank; the more tattoos, the higher the status. I’ll give you a booklet later. It has the points corresponding to each level of Enemy Soldiers. A small soldier is worth ten points, a squad leader fifteen, their superior twenty, and beyond that depends on the size of the enemy camp. The larger the camp, the higher the rank of the personnel that appear, but we have yet to see a complete hierarchy of their ranks, just as the enemy has not seen our complete hierarchy.”

“Alright.”

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Ye Nai thought back to the Priest he had killed in the Sky Smoke Secret Realm. The man had tattoos from his face to his feet. If tattoos are related to rank, was the Priest considered a high-ranking member?

Including the Priest, there were a total of five hundred and one people in that Military Fortress. Someone in charge of five hundred people couldn’t be considered very high up, more like middle rank, right?

If soldiers have ranks, then Priests definitely have them too. It’s unlikely that a higher-ranking Priest would appear in a frontline camp.

It’s just like how their generals would of course be at the rear, commanding from the headquarters; those leading the frontlines are typically colonel-level leaders.

Besides, their Priests are covered in tattoos, which clearly doesn’t fit the rule of determining status by the number of tattoos. Therefore, their rule must be based on the patterns of the tattoos.

I wonder how large the enemy camp on the other side is, and if they have any Priests?

If not, I’ll have to fake it, haha~

The five hundred and one people from the Sky Smoke Secret Realm have been properly stored in Space all this time.

The chat came to a pause, and Li Yun also prepared to check out the situation elsewhere. As she stepped out from under the awning, she saw a medics soldier hurrying over with a warrior, who was pressing a piece of clothing against his arm.

“Oh, someone got injured.”

Ye Nai stepped out of the shelter and positioned the last long water trough along the edge of the camp. He removed the hose at the back for drainage and then pulled out a spanking new, white, exterior emergency room of a sanitary hospital from the side of the trough, forming an L-shape.

This water trough was fitted with ordinary faucets just to make it convenient to use water for rinsing anytime during medical treatment.

The medics soldier carrying the injured person, who originally planned to rush towards the awning, didn’t change course at the sight of the water trough. As soon as an emergency room of a sanitary hospital appeared, he immediately hurried over.

“First, rinse the wound.” Ye Nai also took a faucet to wash his hands, “Is it a flesh wound or something else? Do you need stitches or will adhesive strips suffice?”

“Just a flesh wound. Got sliced by a piece of tin in the trash, needs about three or four stitches.”

“Fine, you clean the wound thoroughly. Room number 1, I’ll get the sutures and the tetanus shot ready.”

Ye Nai washed her hands clean, turned, and entered Examination Room No.1 to prepare. She dried her hands, put on gloves, took the medical trolley from the corner, unfolded the hidden tray, and arranged the instruments and consumables needed for suturing the wound.

She didn’t immediately get the tetanus needle, as it needed to be injected within half an hour of being taken out. She’d wait until after the suturing was done to get it.

This item usually needed to be kept refrigerated. When she was still in East Ridge City, she had purchased a batch, and when she left Daijing, the pharmaceutical company also gave her a batch. As long as not everyone was getting such injuries every day, she had enough to last her a long time.

Once she had prepared everything, the soldier who had washed his wound was brought in.

Seeing the setup of the emergency room, the medic immediately helped the patient onto the treatment bed, which had been covered with a disposable bedsheet.

“Lie down. It’s easier to work that way, and after the stitching, you’ll also need to get a shot in the butt.”

Ye Nai was just putting on a new pair of medical gloves. Once the soldier lay down again, she picked up the local anesthetic needle and gave him a shot near the wound.

After a minute, she poked the skin around the wound with tweezers. When the soldier indicated he didn’t feel any pain, she began debridement and eventually put in four stitches.

After bandaging the wound, she asked the soldier to turn over and lie on his side. She then injected a dose of tetanus immunoglobulin into his buttocks and handed him a squeaky toy, that could emit a sharp, piercing sound when squeezed.

“Lie here for half an hour. If you feel any discomfort, squeeze this, and I’ll be right outside.”

“Mm,” the young warrior said, shyly burying his face in his other, uninjured elbow.

Ye Nai cleaned up the medical waste and was just about to step out when she saw quite a few people peeking at the door, with clean hands and faces, their clothes somewhat wet.

“Do you want to go in and stay with him? He just got the tetanus vaccine, so we need to observe him for half an hour. You could help by keeping an eye on him, and call me if anything unusual happens.”

“No, no, we won’t go inside, our shoes are dirty. We’ll just watch from the door.”

“That’s fine, but make sure to watch him closely. Don’t let him fall asleep; otherwise, we won’t be able to tell if he’s really asleep or has fainted.”

“Understood.”

Ye Nai went to the sink to wash her hands again and when she looked up, she saw the mess cart had arrived.

Many warriors were gesturing and directing the cart to park beside the apricot-colored canopy, where there was water available.

As the cart came to a stop and the carriage was unfolded, several logistics soldiers who hitched a ride helped bring over two hundred drummed waters, leftover flushes, and paper bowls using their Space abilities, leaving only about a dozen full barrels.

Considering the amount of water used, it seemed like everyone had had a drink, and they had been quick about it.

Ye Nai immediately went over to the canopy’s shelter to take out the meat, vegetables, and eggs to show to the cooks, discussing what to prepare for lunch.

It was already past one in the afternoon, and no matter how fast the food was prepared, it wouldn’t be ready to eat until past two o’clock. Seeing there was plenty of lean mutant beast meat, she decided to make meat burritos and tomato egg soup for lunch, with a plan for winter melon and pork rib soup for dinner.

Ye Nai laid out the ingredients needed by the cooks on the stainless steel counter, and she had large quantities of oil, salt, soy sauce, and vinegar seasoning. To speed things up even further, she took out her own outdoor stove.

She was waiting to eat, too.

The cooks collaborated, and the first thing they did was mix a large basin of batter to start making the pancakes.

At this moment, Ye Nai walked to an open area on the other side of the camp and deployed the electric canopy.

Without some shade, she’d get heatstroke.

The light-colored, semi-transparent canopy cloth had a built-in soft light effect, immediately softening the glare of the harsh sunlight.