Enemies Are All Nourishment for My Fungi-Chapter 250 Public Opinion Ferments Ye Nai Shows No Favor

The official Mutant Beast Meat Plant had processed the game Ye Nai had delivered, and they turned around to report such a talent to Five Bridges City authorities, who immediately dispatched documentation to East Ridge City for verification. That's how that text message arrived so quickly.

The Awakener Centers in both cities shared information, discovering that Ye Nai had long since been included in the special talent database along with her solo achievements of bringing down two criminal organizations.

At the time, everyone involved received credit, and Ye Nai's records showed her as a tipster, something that seemed trivial on the surface. But those in the know understood that she was the critical thread; without her, there would have been no collective credit for those two operations.

Five Bridges City was surprised that a small place had produced such significant talent, while East Ridge City was not at all surprised by the rapid pace of Ye Nai's advancement.

In terms of family situation, it mentioned that her parents were divorced, out of the four kids only Ye Nai was an adult, her father was laid off due to lack of ambition and was now unemployed, and her mother had just passed the Intermediate Accountancy exam.

A special note, coming from information in the No. 5 Hazard Zone, indicated that Ye Nai had been the Ox and Horse Sister of the household since childhood, so much so that to this day, the whole family had no idea that Ye Nai was an Awakener.

This was almost a hint to those reviewing the file that Ye Nai didn't have a strong emotional connection with her family and that any attempt to win her over by offering benefits to her family might be met with her displeasure.

Luckily, Five Bridges City just did a simple background check, and once they confirmed her potential, they held off without delving deeper into her spending records.

Otherwise, they would have certainly discovered the discrepancy between her newly purchased electric retractable awning and the spatial capacity she had registered.

She had registered a space of 2,000 cubic meters, but that electric awning measured 20 meters wide by 40 meters long by 15 meters high, amounting to 12,000 cubic meters.

The information shared between the Awakener Centers of East Ridge and Five Bridges didn't take long to reach headquarters via internal channels. The Awakener website, established by the headquarters, verified the data and found no issues. Her achievements were both real and impressive, marking her as a prospect with great potential.

But the public sentiment had to be managed, especially since this was a complaint made publicly online. It was essential to know the other party's thoughts and keep a record.

Hence, customer service department decided to give Ye Nai a call.

When the phone rang, she was dozing off. The ringtone jolted her awake, and seeing the caller was from the National Capital's landline, her eyebrows quirked. An advertisement, or a scam?

Initially, she didn't want to answer, but the phone kept ringing, pausing only once before resuming its persistent jingle, as if it would continue until she answered.

Ye Nai still ignored it.

After the second call automatically disconnected, the third call promptly followed.

Ye Nai thought for a moment. This persistence probably meant it wasn't just a scam or advertisement, so she finally pressed the answer button.

"Hello?"

"Good day, am I speaking to Ms. Ye Nai?"

"Yes, who is this?"

"This is from the headquarters of the Awakener website."

Immediately, Ye Nai pressed the record button on her phone and pulled up her computer, which, being left on, saved her some time. She directly accessed the Awakener website.

"I apologize, I'm currently recording this call on my phone. Could you repeat who you are?"

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"Customer service from the Awakener website headquarters."

"From Daijing, located at 1080 Tianan Avenue?"

"That's correct, this is the place."

"Alright, please continue. What do you need from me?"

"This is the situation: I'm not sure if you've seen the short video publicly complaining against you online."

"I haven't seen it. What's the complaint about?"

"The complaint states that you've falsified your achievements, particularly because your task completion rate and credibility score are both perfect hundreds, which has never happened before."

"Hmm, and then?" Ye Nai's tone was calm and cool. She hadn't expected the afternoon's video to prompt the website into action so quickly.

"Um..." The person on the other end obviously hesitated, while the supervisor and colleagues listening in drew closer, "Do you have anything to explain?"

"What's there to explain about my perfect record? You should be explaining why you're calling me. I now suspect that you have ulterior motives, bad intentions, and are full of deceit, trying to pin a cheating and fraud label on me. You better clarify why this call was made, or I'll be the one lodging a complaint."

"Er, this..."

The other end faltered again, the employee making the call showing a plea for help to the surrounding colleagues and the supervisor, but nobody assisted. Everyone was helplessly puzzled by this strange call, which their protocol mandated they make to show they had contacted the person being complained about.

"Don't be evasive; it comes off as unprofessional. Some incapable rabble cries on the internet and immediately you jump to support that trash, bothering me, an innocent party. Does your website stand for any credibility? Do you even intend to keep it operational? Did you even glance at how long it took me to rise from a zero-score newbie to an Iron-level Hunter? Is that trash more precious than me? Pays more taxes to the country than I do? Yet you expect me to explain myself. What is there to explain? A piece of trash leaks a couple of drops of horse piss and you get sentimental? Are you on the same level as that trash? Dare to call me and demand an explanation? Picking on the honest people, right? Is it picking on the honest people? You should have your boss phone me to clarify why this call was made. Is that all the professionalism the headquarters customer service has? Was your instructor mediocre?"

The person on the other end of the call was left speechless by the scolding, and the colleagues and supervisor who had been listening quickly dispersed, leaving the customer representative grimacing as they listened, desperately trying to recall a scripted response and eager to end the call, feeling utterly helpless. It seemed no capable Awakener ever had a good temper.

"You're just doing your job as a customer service representative, so I won't hold it against you. But remember this: I'm about to strive for Copper-level Hunter status. If your website again takes pity on some trash's horse piss and starts pulling me back, I will come to your headquarters myself to get a direct explanation from your boss. And just a reminder, hunting down hordes in one go is my style; I'm all for a huge harvest in a single sweep."

Click, the call ended. Ye Nai had remained emotionless from start to finish, not changing her pace of speech, her tone as if she were reading a script.

In fact, it was because she was recording the conversation; she only wanted to record her message clearly, making sure no one could pin any further accusations on her later. She couldn't afford to lose her temper; she needed to put out the fire and say what had to be said, keeping a card up her sleeve for future confrontations.

After hanging up, the customer service representative looked up to find a fright. A female executive was standing beside the desk, holding a headset, having listened in for who knew how long. The supervisor who initially walked away was now standing beside the executive.

"Good... good day, Secretary."

The secretary put down her headset, "So that was Ye Nai, the other party in the social media dispute?"

"Yes, Secretary."

"Quite the fiery temper on that young lady. I like her."

The customer service rep, not knowing how to respond, chuckled awkwardly and simply nodded.

"Alright, this social media fuss is just a farce. Complaints, explanations, what a load of nonsense—they should be left to chill. Don't disturb the young lady further. Otherwise, she might actually show up and settle everything in one go."

"Ah...?!" The customer service rep's legs shook.