Enemies Are All Nourishment for My Fungi..
Chapter 395: The Second Meeting with the Higher-ups (8)

Chapter 395: Chapter 395: The Second Meeting with the Higher-ups (8)

The secretary of the logistics department immediately noted down the new content in the previous computer document.

Vice Minister Su’s staff pointed to the shadowy figure in the tent area not far away that barely resembled a human form.

"Those lying in the shadows are all middle and high-level wizards who don’t work?"

"Yeah, never seen them so lazy, have you?"

Everyone shook their heads, "Never, at first glance you’d think they were homeless if you didn’t know better."

"They just lie on the ground like that, aren’t they disgusted with themselves? After all, they’re middle and high-level wizards with status, and now prisoners, they act like this?"

"As long as someone waits on them, they don’t care if their clothes are clean or not."

"Haha, let them enjoy a few more days of being waited on, later they’ll get some education from political work cadres."

"Ms. Ye Nai, do you still have any food from the Otherworld?"

"I do, some cooked ones, I eat them myself, want to try some?"

"We can eat too?"

"Sure, don’t worry, it’s very mild, similar to the corn and soybeans I grow. I’ve been in the Otherworld for over four years on the timeline there, ran out of my own food a long time ago, so I had to eat food from the Otherworld. As long as it’s not poisonous, you can eat it."

"Come on, have a taste, have a taste."

Ye Nai immediately set out small pots of cooked food from the Otherworld on the long table. There was a mush-like substance similar to mashed potatoes, very thin grain porridge, and various coarse-ground bean fragments mixed with batter cooked into thick bean paste pancakes.

Everything was warm.

Then there were various cold side dishes.

Ye Nai handed them disposable bowls and chopsticks while saying,

"The grain porridge doesn’t have a taste, the mashed potatoes and bean paste pancakes are salty, with a little cumin and five-spice powder added to the pancakes."

Everyone cautiously scooped half a spoonful of mashed potatoes and porridge into two paper bowls. The pancakes were only palm-sized but very solid, holding them wouldn’t make them fall apart.

After a taste, everyone got a sense of it.

"This is the improved version according to your taste. The ones they eat for themselves wouldn’t be this good."

"What’s in this porridge? Did you put two things in it?"

"Big oats and small oats from the Otherworld. Traditionally, they don’t have a standard definition for grain porridge; it’s more like our mixed grain porridge, where various grains are cooked together into a thick porridge. It’s very filling, but I don’t like it; if you cook it longer, it turns into rice. I prefer it with more water."

"This porridge is cooked pretty well, no grainy texture, feels like overcooked rice porridge."

"I used a pressure cooker to make it. It took a lot of trials to get this texture. Their traditional method is to cook it until it’s like thick porridge; otherwise, it’s either too thin or so dry it chokes you."

"This cold dish is nice too, it’s made with domestic vegetables, right?"

"Yes, all of them are. You still have to rely on your own vegetables, fortunately I bought lots of seeds at the time."

"These mixed cold fungi taste good too, spicy and sour, really appetizing."

"If you like them, have more, I have plenty," Ye Nai said as she brought out a large bowl of mixed cold fungi and filled up the platters on the table.

"Ms. Ye Nai, how’s the agricultural situation in the Otherworld?" asked the logistics department’s advisor.

"Don’t even mention their agriculture. The rulers are concerned about grain seeds and grain yield, but they lack effective measures. Anyway, I’ve never seen any particularly productive grain species."

"They fight every day and even send grain to the Blue Star. Their concern about agriculture is just talk, not put into practice? Even the wizards don’t have any good suggestions?"

"Honestly, I suspect the wizards might hold some planting and yield-boosting techniques, but they only use them for their own witch medicine materials. The Royal Family probably knows, but farmers definitely don’t."

"Disconnect, knowledge monopoly, huh?"

"Pretty much."

"Even so, it’s impressive. With such a huge time difference, they held out there for three thousand years before finally getting dragged into a corner."

"Indeed, that’s also because of environmental changes and resource depletion in the Otherworld. Had they not faced resource issues, they could have continued struggling with us, and we would have been in trouble, unable to get foreign minerals, and domestic minerals would also be severely affected. If this went on, we might be the ones to collapse first."

"They attacked us because the two planets are merging. They’re the merging side, so they came over first to grab our planet so they can be the owners of the new planet later. How long until this fusion ends?" Vice Minister Su seemed to talk to himself.

Ye Nai hadn’t shared this information, but it was apparent from Vice Minister Su’s words that this was public knowledge up top. Considering that they had captured prisoners and trained translators, it wasn’t surprising that they knew some higher-level intelligence.

Of course, she remained silent, to avoid bringing up scarier topics.

Because her consistent viewpoint was to keep the land, not the people. To ensure the main ethnicity’s benefits, they’d leave no Otherworld people behind, even if the expanding land came from there. After all, they initiated the war, and the entire planet was war reparations to Dahua Country.

"No matter how long the fusion lasts, we’re the ultimate winners. The government’s post-war reconstruction plan can be taken out now, surely it won’t be tucked away again this time."

"No, it won’t, I assure you," Ye Nai quickly chimed in, "as long as I’m alive, Blue Star is safe."

Everyone recalled the achievements Ye Nai had already accomplished, knowing well that she spoke the truth.

As they were eating and drinking, Ye Nai’s spore warned her that someone was approaching.

She took a napkin to wipe her hands and walked out of the rain shelter.

Seeing her actions, everyone realized someone was coming. They put down what they were holding, took tissues to wipe their mouths and hands.

In the distance, an elderly man, clearly dressed as a civilian, was approaching quickly.

Ye Nai stood at the edge of the rain shelter, with the light behind her forming a human-shaped halo over her body.

The lights inside the rain shelter were very bright; otherwise, they wouldn’t have noticed the vague human figures lying outside the tents earlier.

Fro was probably drawn by the light and came running.

Vice Minister Su of the Staff Department quickly came to stand beside Ye Nai from the far end of the long table.

"Who is it that’s coming?"

"A head among the civilian prisoners, called Fro, and his companions, who are servants at the Wizard Academy."

"Civilians are the most obedient group among the prisoners, right?"

"Haha, yes, they’re very content to be well-fed and well-hydrated every day. If they work hard, I’ll even give them rewards, like a few bottles of wine or a plate of braised pork and oil-braised shrimp made with mutant beast ingredients."

"Do they like the taste of our cooking?"

"Probably, after all, it’s meat and fat, plus spices."

"Makes sense."

As they were talking, Fro had already approached, standing a few steps away from Ye Nai, first bowing to her, then greeting each person beside her with a bow.