Chapter 68: Steal her things and you will pay with your life
We followed along the way and finally arrived at the village in the city.

Ye Nai was dressed simply and rode a small gray electric bike, which fitted in perfectly with the environment here. No one even looked at the old men and women sitting on the roadside chatting.

She followed the car in the urban village for more than ten minutes, turning around and around until she lost her sense of direction. Finally, the dilapidated van in front stopped.

Then she sensed her motorcycle coming into the light of day again.

She immediately accelerated and rushed over.

After turning another corner, I saw the van. Around the van was an electric vehicle and motorcycle repair shop with repair tools placed at the door.

And the motorcycle she sensed was in this store.

I looked around and there were no surveillance cameras, including at the entrance of the store.

Ye Na stopped and got off the car with confidence.

"Boss, is anyone there? Give me a cheer."

There was no one in the store. When she called out, a man in work clothes with traces of motor oil on his body hurried out from a small door.

"Inflate it, right? The air pipe is over there, do it yourself. I'll close the door right away."

"Okay, okay, I'll just give you a cheer."

Ye Na hurriedly got out of the car, walked to the wall, picked up the air pump on the ground and inflated the front and rear tires a little. Just as she picked up the air pump, a wave of spores was released on the boss.

She really pumped the tires in. When the weather gets cold, the air expands when heated and contracts when cooled, so if the tire is low on air, you need to add some air. In summer, you have to be careful about over-inflation and a tire blowout.

After inflating two tires in one minute, Ye Nai scanned the code to pay, got on his bike and left. He heard a loud noise behind him and the sound of a rolling door being pulled down.

She didn't stop, nor did she look back, but just communicated with the mycelium and found out that there were only three people in the store.

A shop owner, a car thief, and another person she didn't know, maybe the driver or a clerk in the shop. Anyway, the three of them were in the same group. They were all drooling over her brand new motorcycle and wiping it left and right with a rag.

Since there were only these three people, Ye Na felt relieved and ordered the mycelium to split into two, with one half attached to the motorcycle and carrying the motorcycle into the space.

The other half was divided into three parts and entered their bodies respectively, causing a heart attack to the car thief, a cerebral infarction to the store owner, and lower limb edema and pulmonary embolism to the third person.

She has been using her break time from delivering goods to teach herself medicine. She has not yet found a solution to her own problem, but she has a lot of experience in how to damage the human body.

When delivering supplies to the various frontline camps in the secret realm, she often practiced with the strange beasts. Each of them died in a very... creative way, and the pure meat left behind made the meat mountain and fur mountain in her space increase by several centimeters.

Ye Nai, who has a lot of experience working with exotic animals, does it on a human for the first time, showing no mercy and not letting the police find out about her.

If you pity them, who will pity her 80,000 yuan motorcycle? Is 80,000 yuan easy to earn these days?

If you dare to do this kind of thing, you must be prepared to face a dead end.

As to whether the police will investigate this as a murder case.

Please, police officers need to rely on evidence when investigating cases.

Even if they were handed over to a forensic doctor to open their stomachs, they all met the physiological characteristics of sudden death from illness. Apart from their family members who would cry for a few days because they could not accept the reality, who would remember them?

The mycelium faithfully carried out her orders.

All three of them were dead in the blink of an eye. The shop owner even pulled down the shutter himself, further prolonging the time it would take for someone to discover them.

Ye Nai got her motorcycle back and was very happy. She rode the electric bike through several intersections before stopping. She smelled the fragrance of food.

We continued riding along the scent and found a very popular pork trotter restaurant. The restaurant was full from inside to outside, and diners either waited for a seat or took the food away directly.

Ye Na got out of the car, looked at the menu in the store, and ordered a takeaway of pork trotter noodles. Five minutes later, she squatted on the roadside with the lunch box in hand to eat.

No one around was like her. The bowl was too hot and she didn't have an iron hand. She squatted without any hesitation, and she didn't stand out from the surroundings and blended in very well.

Ye Na carefully sipped the soup and sighed with satisfaction. The soup was really delicious.

The pig's trotter is also very good. It is just ordinary pork but the cooking is very careful. It is chopped into small pieces and can be picked up with chopsticks. It is stewed until it is soft and tasty. You can hold the trembling pig skin in your mouth and suck it gently to remove the bones.

No wonder business is good.

As I was eating, I thought about the fact that I would have to go back the next day, so I hurried back to the store with half a bowl of noodles, ordered two servings of the signature dish on the menu, and paid the bill.

While the kitchen was busy, Ye Na went outside to throw away the lunch box in her hand. When she came back, she was holding an insulated box used for delivering takeout. She packed one meal for each one that came out. By the time she finished packing all of them, the lunch rush in the store was over.

She put the box on the pedal of the electric scooter, started the car and left.

She didn't want to put her things into the space in front of the local residents. Except for the landlords, most people who lived in the urban villages for a long time had limited financial resources and would have moved out long ago if they had the ability to move to a better environment.

In other words, as long as an awakened person appears here, they will move when they make money, to a place where awakened people gather.

She was too lazy to imagine how the residents would react after she showed off her skills. It was better to have less trouble than more.

Following the navigation on her phone and turning a few corners, Ye Nai saw a garbage truck parked on the side of the road. A sanitation worker was sitting across the road eating dry food. A woman came out of an alley, holding a dustpan to dump garbage.

Ye Na stopped the car slightly to avoid it. At the same time, a handful of spores flew into the garbage truck, caught some fallen leaves and other organic matter, and grew into mycelium. Then, the pile of relics and garbage in the space moved to another place and piled up in a corner in the garbage truck.

Then, Ye Na started the car and continued driving.

Newly grown mycelial spores in the garbage truck were not recovered.

Just stay here and reproduce freely. Maybe when she comes next time, she can harvest a lot of energy.

Because of this idea, after returning to the main road, Ye Nai put away the electric bike and the thermal box, switched back to the motorcycle, and hurried to continue purchasing goods, scattering spores all the way.

She had spent too much time chasing the car, so she had to hurry up and finish today's work.

That evening, a neighbor of the store owner came to report that their store was closed in the afternoon. The boss had gone somewhere and had a flat tire when he came back from get off work, and the car couldn't be repaired.

The proprietress knew that there were shady and unofficial ways of making money behind her family's car repair business, otherwise the whole family would not have continued to live in the urban village because the conditions there were so convenient.

After hearing what the neighbor said, she thought that her husband was "doing business" and that he must have gone somewhere to play cards after deliberately scolding her in anger.

But when it was dark and dinner was served, my husband and eldest son had not returned yet. The proprietress and three sons sitting at the table were a little restless. Their family's dinner time was always very punctual, and they would call to inform if there was any accident.

Just waiting like this was not a solution, so the mother and her two children took turns making the phone call.

The call went through, but no one answered.

(End of this chapter)