Enemies Are All Nourishment for My Fungi

The topic shifted to foreign countries, but as for what they are like now, there is truly no news; the enemy has tightly blockaded our country's borders, and one can only deduce that all the neighboring countries that once bordered us must be finished.

Ye Nai scrolled through netizens' comments and laughed so hard she rolled around in her bed.

Meanwhile, the comments from netizens reminded her that to kill enemies at the border, one would have to leave the country, or to be exact, enter the battleground of the once bordering neighbors.

Wouldn't that be the perfect chance for her to see what kind of Secret Realm the enemy uses and what resources it has?

Ye Nai, rubbing her hands together like a gleeful fly, began to eagerly anticipate the day she would set off.

At that moment, her phone buzzed with a new message.

The military sent her a support message, providing an address for a barracks and asking her to come over tomorrow morning for an onsite test to assess her combat strength before deciding what kind of weapons to assign her.

Ye Nai promptly set up navigation and an alarm on her phone and went to bed early that evening.

The next morning, Ye Nai hurried to the entrance of a military camp located in the mountains on the outskirts of the city. After verifying her identity and parking her car, she got into the vehicle waiting to pick her up and headed straight for the shooting range.

Upon reaching the shooting range, the testing began. The instructors brought out several types of handguns, general-purpose light machine guns, and sniper rifles commonly used by the active-duty troops.

Unexpectedly, in the outdoor 30-meter pistol stationary target practice, she performed better than she had indoors; she hit the 10-ring more times than she ever did while shooting indoors.

They then tried moving target shooting and shooting at moving targets, and her performance was even better. Whenever she moved, or whenever the targets moved, she hit the 10-ring every time.

Watching her shoot, a few instructors gathered to the side for a discussion and mentioned her submitted prey were all shot in the eye. They decided to skip some steps and directly switched to light machine gunfire with moving targets and shooting at moving targets.

The new light machine guns and sniper rifles had one thing in common: they all used 7.62-millimeter ammunition.

"The enemy has tough skin; these bullets can't penetrate their hide. We need larger-caliber ones."

"Once outside, you mainly rely on superpower in combat. Guns are for follow-up shots because the ammunition you can carry is limited."

"Then can I get some blocks of cement? Those huge, ton-heavy ones, the sturdy kind that won't break from a single throw. Make them larger, something I can use as cover like this giant rock. I used this to smash enemies in the Purple Capital Secret Realm; it's really effective. If it hits, they can't get up, and you just rush in for a follow-up shot."

As Ye Nai spoke, she threw the large rock from the Five Bridges Secret Realm lying nearby, proving itself as a prime weapon through real combat.

"No problem, how many do you need?"

"The more, the better. A hundred or eighty wouldn't be too few, and it has to be durable, not breaking after a few uses," Ye Nai patted the rock. "Like this rock here, it came loose due to weathering, which is why I was able to take it. I suspect it isn't structurally stable; pieces fall off each time I throw it, and I don't know when it might just crumble."

"Don't worry, our high-grade cement is even sturdier than rock."

Ye Nai, pleased, put away the rock and continued with her firearms practice.

The light machine gun experience was as expected; whether it was moving target shooting or shooting at moving targets, her performance was consistent with the prey she had turned in.

The sniper rifles finally made their appearance. It was Ye Nai's first time handling such a heavy weapon. Her natural aptitude for mechanical operations made her a quick learner with firearms. The coach explained all the parts, how to hold the rifle, load, aim, and fire, and after watching she could handle it quite professionally.

A magazine held ten bullets; she began by shooting two human silhouettes to get a feel for the weapon.

All twenty bullets hit the target, though the scores were erratic, hugging the edge on one shot, a nine on the next, and then dropping to a six.

But considering it was her first time holding a gun and she had hit all the targets, the instructors took Ye Nai to a new range.

An endless field stretched before them, designed for simulated hunting, and she was given a magazine for a machine gun, loaded with thirty bullets.

At the edge of the field, warriors brought in large cages filled with rabbits, randomly opening the cages to pull out a few rabbits for Ye Nai to inspect the goods.

The rabbits were wild ones with grey fur, marked with red paint on their necks, and very feisty, kicking continuously even while being held, far more than thirty released from those large cages.

The test was simple: she would enter the field with the machine gun and shoot the marked rabbits. To ensure the results were accurate and valid, she was equipped with an action camera, with live footage streaming to the instructors' computers.

Ye Nai, carrying the machine gun, walked into the wilderness where the grass was taller than a person.

In less than fifteen minutes, the instructors behind their computers witnessed Ye Nai accurately take down two marked rabbits with shots to the eyes, each killed with a single bullet.

The noise of gunfire roused various animals hiding in the grass, creating a lot of rustling interference, but Ye Nai, guided by spores, was not fooled, chasing only the wild rabbits. Once in her sights, each was downed with a single shot, and then she'd run over to pick them up and store them in her Space.

Thirty bullets, thirty rabbits, not one less; she returned on a motorcycle to report, lining up the rabbits neatly on the ground.

The instructors and warriors by the field were struck speechless.

"Do you have the eyes of a horse? Your field of vision is impressive, you could tell a rabbit was underneath from just a couple of grass blades twitching to the side, taking it down with a single shot."

"Heh, after being robbed or ambushed a few times in the Secret Realm, naturally, you learn to discern what's stirring in the grass."

Ye Nai's explanation seemed reasonable, and the instructors didn't think much of it. Such behavior was all too common in the various Secret Realms, where dangers included not just mutant plants and mutant beasts, but also robbery gangs. And not necessarily professional crime syndicates, but anyone with a mindset to take advantage when the opportunity arose could become an offender, taking someone's freshly hunted game was minor, and there were even those who would burrow into camps at night to steal, not taking advantage felt like a loss.

In reality, Ye Nai didn't have the experience of being frequently robbed; she just knew what to say to keep people from overthinking.

There was no issue with her using the light machine gun, so next up was sniper rifle training.

They moved to another location, arriving at a man-made wooden platform. Ye Nai set up her rifle there, and eight hundred meters away, warriors released a cage of similarly marked wild rabbits. Before the rabbits could disappear into the thick grass, she fired in rapid succession. After ten bullets, six rabbits had been hit.

However, her accuracy wasn't perfect; not every shot struck the eyes, but as long as the rabbits were killed, that was enough. Given that wild rabbits can move so swiftly and are so close to the brush, Ye Nai's muscles and neural responses had to be even faster to hit six rabbits with rapid fire.

The instructors, holding their binoculars and hearing the report of six rabbits over the walkie-talkie, looked at Ye Nai with eyes sparkling.

"Have you really not considered enlisting? With your physical condition and a little training, the special forces would fight over you."

"No thanks, I don't take well to discipline."

The instructors laughed off her response without concern, having anticipated it, but they wanted to test the waters once more.