Enemies Are All Nourishment for My Fungi-Chapter 381 A Small Encounter to Showcase Strength (5)

Chapter 381: Chapter 381 A Small Encounter to Showcase Strength (5)

This sentence scared Fan Zeyang and the others quite a bit. They were accustomed to maintaining their composure in high positions, but this time their expressions changed dramatically.

"Why keep them alive, to take care of them in their old age?" Ye Nai sneered with a hint of disdain in her voice.

"They are now war prisoners and must stand trial first," Fan Zeyang said solemnly, needing to correct Ye Nai’s dangerous thinking.

"Oh, are the points counted for me then?" Ye Nai was only interested in the points.

"Count, count, every single one will be counted for you," Fan Zeyang nodded repeatedly. As long as she doesn’t kill the prisoners, the points are trivial, and they’ll give her as many as she wants.

"A soldier is worth ten points, so how many points is a war prisoner from the ruling class worth?" Ye Nai’s eyes were filled with a desire for points, eagerly asking.

"This..." Fan Zeyang was immediately at a loss, stumped by this question.

He turned to his secretary, who also looked bewildered. The Combat Department usually doesn’t calculate how many points an Awakener can get for killing enemies.

"We’ll look into the situation when we get back."

"...Are you making this up on the spot?" Ye Nai saw right through their thoughts. "Never thought anyone would capture the ruling class, right? So there was never any plan for awarding points for this."

"No, no, no, we can’t be making it up. Impossible, absolutely impossible," Fan Zeyang quickly denied, slightly embarrassed.

Ye Nai didn’t press further, seeing through but not exposing them, letting them off the hook for now.

The adviser, seeing the awkward situation, immediately spoke up to defuse it.

"Ms. Ye Nai, you said these war prisoners are still alive. Did you build a prison camp?" The adviser’s tone carried a hint of curiosity and inquiry.

"No, I don’t have the resources to build such high-end facilities as a prison camp," Ye Nai’s tone was laced with sarcasm.

"Then where did you house them?" the adviser pressed, with others following suit, curious as well.

"Why, do you want to take them away?" Ye Nai slightly narrowed her eyes, sizing up the adviser, leaning forward with interest, "Are you taking them away right now?"

"No, no, before this, we had no idea there were war prisoners. We’re not prepared for this. We just want to understand the situation. After all, when we go back, we need to report to our superiors. If they ask something we don’t know and push back to you, wouldn’t this meeting be in vain, right?" the adviser explained sincerely.

Ye Nai suddenly looked uninterested, sat back upright, and leaned against the chair’s backrest.

"Alright, the war prisoners are quite healthy. They get three meals a day with meat and vegetables. Men, women, young, and old are all safe and sound. As for what’s not okay..."

Ye Nai paused, and the four across from her immediately grew tense.

"Not okay? What’s not okay? If there’s any problem, tell us. We can think of a solution together."

"They need infant supplies. There are quite a few infants under three years old. It’s fine for them to be naked now while it’s warm, but not when it gets cold."

It was as if to echo Ye Nai’s words, a new scene cut in on the video playing on the computer.

One could see the noble women and children huddled like a driven flock, with toddlers wailing and infants in swaddling clothes.

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The four men looked at the screen, falling into silence once again.

"We will prepare infant supplies."

"No need for baby diapers, the sizes won’t fit. The little infants can’t wear the pull-up pants for older babies. Just prepare some cloth diapers and cleaning supplies."

"Uh, you could actually open a production line for that."

"No need. That would be something for the future. It’s just a group of former nobles, not many in number. Opening an infant supplies production line for them? Not afraid of losing money there. Cloth diapers will do. Let them wash them when they’re dirty. If you give them disposable diapers, who will clean up the garbage?"

"Alright then, cloth infant supplies it is. Do you need formula?"

"No, the nutrients we’re accustomed to might not be suitable for the Otherworld children. Just some cloth diapers and cleaning supplies will do. They’ve never gone through an industrial revolution over there, have never enjoyed a wide range of industrial products. There’s no infrastructure to speak of. The decent-looking cities in the video are the noble inner city. The commoner’s outer city is a large slum, filthy and stinky. It’s not surprising if an Otherworld version of the Black Death breaks out someday. But you can list it in a plan. Mother and baby products are a huge consumption market anyway. I understand. I won’t stop manufacturers from making money."

Fan Zeyang’s secretary was typing away on the small computer, keys clicking rapidly.

"So, how many prisoners are there? If we’re taking them, we need to prepare suitable grounds in advance."

"I don’t know. I haven’t counted the exact number. Anyway, the territory is vast, and there are plenty of supplies, enough for each of them to have their own military tent," Ye Nai said casually.

"Where did the tents come from?"

The adviser regretted asking the moment he did, realizing it was a foolish question.

"Took them from their logistics camp."

Ye Nai indeed gave the answer they expected.

"If possible, could we have a look at the prisoners?"

"Do you mean looking face-to-face?"

"It’s okay not to see them up close. A glance from a distance is fine, just to know how many there are, so we can prepare the grounds when we get back."

"Well, alright, let’s make it clear first, you can only look at the war prisoners, no asking about anything else."

Ye Nai seemed grudgingly to nod, tapped on the keyboard, and paused the video still playing.

At the same time, a Transmission Port slowly opened behind the chair.

The four men looked at Ye Nai, repeatedly confirming that she was just operating the computer without any other actions. Yet, the Transmission Port quietly opened.

When the Transmission Port stabilized and stopped moving, the four stood up and, in the order they came, filed in one by one.

This time, they entered East Ridge.

Ye Nai had set the landfall of the Secret Realm on the wilderness outside Town No. 2, on the piece of land by the water reserved for housing the nobles.

During her global tour in the Otherworld, Selsa Country suffered the most from her conquest. All the nobles who had any say were captured by her. For the other countries, she wasn’t so harsh, leaving some governments intact without touching powerful local forces.

Otherwise, where would she have gotten the thick wanted posters she could use as blankets?

It was nothing but the furious rulers issuing them.

Basically, she followed one principle: unless someone crossed her path, she didn’t bother to make a move.

However, her actions still caused political upheaval in various countries. The rulers in the Royal Capital were uncomfortable in their seats, and local warlords were ready to rise.

As of now, Ye Nai herself wasn’t clear on the specific state of governments worldwide.