It’s a strange invasion, is it okay for me to fight back?

Chapter 675 Difficult to Control
Pei Xianjue, who was lying next to Huangfu Miaomiao, suddenly sat up and took a deep breath!

Her face was deathly pale, her mouth was wide open, and she was making wheezing sounds as if she had just experienced a nightmare of death!
Just as Huangfu Miaomiao had said before—she was so weak that she was like a vegetable, with only enough strength to breathe and her heartbeat. She had no way to save herself and could only wait for death to come in silence.

terrible!

terrible!

She could feel her heartbeat gradually slowing down, her blood flow decreasing, her limbs getting colder and stiffer, and all her internal organs failing, yet she remained conscious!
Why would someone die such a horrific death?!

Fortunately, someone came to rescue her!
Pei Xianjue finally came to her senses and turned her gaze to Ling Feiran in front of her.

Ling Feiran, already wearing a raincoat, softly explained the situation: "I am Ling Feiran from the Second Inpatient Department. Lin Pengpeng, a member of the Maze Extermination Team, and I found the Mountain Demon, and then we found you inside the Mountain Demon. Are you feeling better now?"

Ling Feiran's words filled Pei Xianjue with despair, "You're saying...we're inside the Mountain Demon?"

“Yes.” Ling Feiran raised her hand and pressed the rock wall inside the passage. “I have the Ghost Card, which allows me to pass through obstacles, so I was able to come in. You must have been carried in by the mountain lice to be here.”

Pei Xianjue pressed her head, trying hard to recall, but she could only remember falling into the crevice. She couldn't remember what happened after that; it was as if a small part of her memory was blank.

"No wonder we're covered in so much mud and leaves, it's disgusting!" Huangfu Miaomiao vigorously rubbed the mud off her arms and then scrubbed her legs. "It's all sticky, what is this stuff?!"

Ling Feiran paused for a moment, then said, "It's a putrefactive mixture containing the saliva of mountain lice, which is speculated to accelerate the decay process."

"Ah?" Huangfu Miaomiao was both frightened and anxious upon hearing this, and scrubbed the sticky grime on her body even more vigorously. "I'm not dead yet! I don't want to rot!"

Ling Feiran said, "Mountain lice don't seem to kill their prey. They only collect dead or dying creatures and carry them to their nests to make compost. Before I found you, I discovered a cave that looked like a composting room. If you had died, the mountain lice would probably have dragged you to that composting room. But now that you've recovered, I think you're safe for the time being."

"How did you find out?" Pei Xianjue couldn't help but ask.

Ling Feiran pointed to the passage behind her and explained, "I've been searching all this way. The structure of this place is like a series of interconnected stomachs. The bottom layer is something like mud, the next layer is a mixture of rotting and fermenting matter, and above that are plants and organisms that are not fully decomposed. It's like a cow's stomach, absorbing nutrients through a progressive digestive process. When I mentioned composting rooms, that was just my personal understanding, and it may not be accurate."

Pei Xianjue nodded solemnly, “I understand… If it is really the case you described, it does resemble a composting room. We also discovered that mountain lice have this habit when we entered the maze; they bind plants and wet mud together and pile them up into a spire shape.”

Ling Feiran continued, "I haven't thoroughly searched this place yet. Based on current speculation, the exit should be at the top. The passage we are in now is similar to an esophagus. Mountain lice carry food from the outside into the esophagus. After the food is fermented and decomposed in the composting chamber, it enters the next layer for further decomposition and eventually becomes nourishment for the mountain demons."

“I understand, so we should go up.” Pei Xianjue propped himself up on his arms and shook off the sticky mud and rotten leaves from his hands.

Huangfu Miaomiao also stood up, leaning against the stone wall. She felt a strange mix of emotions, as if Ling Feiran had become a different person.

She remembered that back in the Mother Nest Ecological Park, Ling Feiran spoke softly and had a gentle demeanor, but now…

Uh, she speaks softly now, and her expression is gentle too. What went wrong? Why does she seem so different?
Huangfu Miaomiao couldn't understand it.

"Wait a moment, I'll take this child with me." Ling Feiran turned around and helped Pashan up from the ground.

Compared to Pei Xianjue and Huangfu Miaomiao, Pashan was closer to the composting room and was also weaker. He finally woke up and, upon seeing Ling Feiran's face, immediately started cursing!

"Get out of my way! Don't think you can control my mother and my siblings and make me submit too! You monster!!!"

Ling Feiran never converted Pashan, while Yalana really wanted to spread the faith, but Pashan possessed cards with high resistance, so she was not converted into a believer.

Without being a believer, there is no understanding or communication.

His foul language was just noise to Ling Feiran, Pei Xianjue, and Huangfu Miaomiao. Ling Feiran couldn't understand what Pashan was saying; she only saw that he was agitated and shouting, seemingly about to attack her. To protect herself, she released her scorpion tail.

Pashan had just recovered when, caught off guard, the acupuncture needle suddenly pierced his spine!

Panic flashed in his eyes, followed by a rapid flush of redness and an uncontrollable, violent coughing fit!

"Cough cough cough cough cough cough cough!!!"

He coughed so hard it was earth-shattering!

His throat was congested and swollen, his voice was hoarse, and his body temperature rose to 39 degrees Celsius. Pashan's knees buckled and he knelt on the ground, no longer having the strength to shout or curse.

Ling Feiran frowned slightly, stepped forward to treat the virus, and released a healing light from her palm as she absorbed the virus.

"Sorry, I used too much force; the dosage of the virus is a bit difficult to control."

The abnormal redness on Pasan's face subsided and he recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He was filled with shame and indignation, "I will not give in! Don't even think about making me go back to work on the construction site! Wait until later..."

Before he could finish speaking, the scorpion's tail pierced his spine again!
This time, Pasan's face turned from red to green, his whole body collapsed, foaming at the mouth and convulsing continuously!
"I'm sorry, I'll try again..." Ling Feiran said apologetically, taking back the virus and resuming treatment of Pashan.

Huangfu Miaomiao stood next to Pei Xianjue, staring blankly as Pashan's head displayed poisoning and plague effects in different colors, with Pashan seemingly dying and coming back to life right before her eyes.

Pei Xianjue also sensed something was wrong and whispered to Huangfu Miaomiao, "What is she doing?"

Should we kill or save lives?
Huangfu Miaomiao's expression was indescribable. She could only helplessly shrug and shake her head at Pei Xianjue—"I don't know either."

After being treated four or five times, Pashan finally stopped shouting, shut his mouth, and glared fiercely at Ling Feiran with his eyes.

Ling Feiran finally controlled the virus dosage just right, making Pashan dizzy, lightheaded, and weak, while preserving his basic mobility and a little strength.

Seeing that Pashan was no longer resisting, Ling Feiran breathed a sigh of relief and turned to Pei Xianjue and Huangfu Miaomiao to explain, "He is a patient in the second ward. He ran away, and this is the only way I can bring him back."

Huangfu Miaomiao chuckled awkwardly, "I understand, I understand."

Then he remembered that he had a rare item on him, the Gleipnir's Belt.

"Use this. Any creature you bind will obey, unless it's a lord or boss level creature," Huangfu Miaomiao said generously, handing it to Ling Feiran.

She wasn't usually this generous, but Ling Feiran and Feng Ling had a special relationship, so in Huangfu Miaomiao's mind, her own relationship with Ling Feiran was also special.

Ling Feiran did not reach out to take it, but smiled gently at Huangfu Miaomiao and replied, "Thank you, but it's not necessary for now. As long as he is willing to cooperate, I don't want to be too strict with him and can be a little lenient."

Huangfu Miaomiao: "…………"

She silently retrieved the rare item, thinking: Our understanding of tolerance might be a little skewed.

　I've been sick for the past couple of days, but it's nothing serious, because I'll be fully recovered soon!

　　(End of this chapter)