Enemies Are All Nourishment for My Fungi-Chapter 207 The Secrets of East Ridge Secret Realm Revealed (2)

Now, that deep blue stone was being drawn toward the Big Heart Core at the center of the space.

The mycelium enveloping the Big Heart Core fell off, revealing the Big Heart Core inside.

Originally an irregular polyhedron ore, after being absorbed by the mycelium for so long, its surface had become much smoother, as if the mycelium attached to it was truly decomposing and absorbing the entire ore bit by bit.

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The small deep blue ore hurtled toward the large ore and then stuck to it as if glued, no longer falling off. Then, a large amount of mycelium once again attached to it, tightly wrapping it up.

Ye Nai didn’t understand the meaning of this, but her space and the mycelium definitely wouldn’t harm her, perhaps this was preparation for the next evolution.

She withdrew her spiritual power, and because of the previous severe blow, this sudden action made her a bit shaky on her feet, instinctively reaching for the altar to stabilize herself.

As soon as her hands touched it, the "Magic Pattern" on the altar lit up with a faint glow.

Ye Nai was startled and quickly withdrew her hands.

The light on the altar dimmed.

Ye Nai: "?"

Ye Nai tried extending her hands again, cautiously placing them on the altar.

The Magic Pattern on the altar lit up.

Withdrew hands.

The light went out.

Placed hands on.

The light brightened.

Withdrew.

Went out.

"Hahahahahaha!"

Ye Nai burst into laughter, took out her phone, and clicked away a bunch of photos of the overall view and details from all angles, even circling to film a video, and took an entire shot of the lit Magic Pattern as well.

With no special thoughts in mind, just wanting to keep a record, as a citizen of a country with thousands of years of documented history, wasn’t it muscle memory to casually note something down?

Then, she put away her phone and climbed the stairs.

When she stepped onto the first stair, the altar above also lit up with a faint glow.

"Let’s see which portal it will open to? Open up!"

Ye Nai quickly stepped up and stood outside the circle formed by the Magic Pattern.

The faint light of the Magic Pattern gradually brightened, and once it was bright enough to read a newspaper, a vertical vortex began to appear in the middle of the circle.

It was identical to what she had seen before.

Ye Nai released a large amount of spores, erected a wall of spores in accordance with the height and width of this Space Vortex, retreated from the altar, and cautiously lay down on the stairs, taking out the most powerful gun from her inventory, loading it, and taking aim.

As long as she maintained contact with the altar, it was equivalent to continuously supplying energy to the altar, in order to open the Space Channel.

The Space Vortex formed very quickly; just as Ye Nai finished preparing the gun in her hands, she saw the vortex take shape.

The next second, a large yellowish head emerged from the vortex, babbling incomprehensibly.

The poised spores pounced fiercely, entering the creature’s body through its breath, followed by the space exerting its power to drag the person through the vortex and into the space.

The other party felt the pulling force and a look of clear panic appeared on his face as he shouted loudly in a language she couldn’t understand. It seemed that the shoulders had almost come through, but it also seemed like somebody on the other side was also exerting force to pull him back.

Ye Nai slightly adjusted the aim of her gun and fired continuously into the vortex.

The bullet disappeared into the vortex, but firing the gun seemed to have been useful, for the enemy that had been pulling was left without support from behind and began to topple toward the altar.

Once the upper half of the body came through, the entire person vanished and appeared in Ye Nai’s Space.

Ye Nai readjusted the spore wall in front of the vortex and continued to stand guard with her rifle, watching to see if any more enemies would come.

After a stand-off lasting over ten minutes with no movement on the other side, Ye Nai carefully climbed onto the altar, slowly stood up, and tried to touch the vortex, to see if she could pass through.

It was an adventure that risked her own life, but Ye Nai didn’t care; she was fixated on the vortex, desperate to know what lay on the other side.

Out of caution, she crouched down and reached out to touch a corner of the vortex, in case there were enemies on guard on the other side, which would make being pulled through more trouble than it was worth.

But just as her hand touched it, she was met with resistance, as if she had encountered an invisible wall of air; no matter what, she couldn’t get her hand through.

Disbelieving, Ye Nai touched here and there, even tried to shoulder her way through, but to no avail, no action made any difference.

She remembered that earlier the bullet had been able to fly through, so she tried extending the barrel of her gun past it, and the barrel slid in easily, but she still couldn’t get through.

"Can it transmit objects but not people? Is it one-way?"

As Ye Nai was muttering to herself, she suddenly felt a mighty force pulling; someone on the other side had grabbed her barrel as her gun was strapped to her back, and she found herself yanked up against the vortex.

Yet due to the rules of transmission, she couldn’t go through, nor could her gun, and she was stuck.

This stand-off clearly wouldn’t do; Ye Nai quickly reached for the trigger and decisively fired.

The opposition let go, and Ye Nai, caught off guard, nearly collapsed onto the altar.

She did not pause even for a moment, jumping down from the altar right away, breaking the connection with that entity.

Without her acting as the "key," the light from the Magic Patterns on the altar gradually dimmed, and the Space Vortex closed.

Only then did Ye Nai raise her gun barrel to check it and saw it coated with a viscous liquid, a dark red in color, with a heavy scent of blood.

According to the common sense of the Blue Star people, such a dizzying scent of blood would only come from a bloody murder scene, yet here and now, it was just a tiny amount of blood.

"If this is a normal condition, does that mean the blood of the Otherworld enemies has a very high iron content?"

Ye Nai glanced at her Space, where the twenty enemies captured earlier were now wrapped in Fungus, being decomposed into food.

"Forget it, next time I’ll set up a dissection table and have a go at dissecting captives for fun."

She wasn’t satisfied with being just a Beginner First Aider her whole life; she planned to advance her career, and that required understanding dissection, whoever the subject might be.

As for this altar and the Space Vortex it generated, their use was now clear: it was one-way, feeding enemies and materials into the Secret Realm. If not for her timely discovery, it would have taken just a few days for the East Ridge Secret Realm, peaceful for many years, to become a battlefield.

The twenty enemies that had appeared earlier were surely the vanguard of the frontline, waiting until their preparations were complete before reopening the vortex to send through the main force.

And her recent action of opening the vortex, the enemy that poked its head through and was gibbering, must have been inquiring what had happened.

Then it was taken out by her.

The campfire on the ground was still burning; Ye Nai gazed at the altar, half in shadow under the light of the fire, and made up her mind with determination.

With a bang, she took out the excavator.

She started up the machine and began digging a trench around the altar, making the hole bigger and bigger.

The altar was the vessel, the Magic Patterns were the lock, and high-energy stones or the Heart Core were the key.

All three were essential.

So what if she removed the altar?

Man-made structures, no matter their foundation, how deep could they be?