Plot: Gaming‑loving otaku Tong Shu dies on the first day of the apocalypse.
After reviving, she is bound to a small‑island farming game system?
NPCs disappear, the collection atlas ...
67 Chapter 67
As it turned out, Bhutto was indeed very reliable. After three long and agonizing days, the seemingly kind-hearted director of the island hospital successfully concocted an antidote for the poisoning incident.
"Thanks to the samples brought by the island lord, otherwise the preparation of the antidote would not have gone so smoothly." Buto said to Tong Shu with a serious expression, looking up at her hairy face.
With intravenous fluids and monitors showing normal vital signs, Tong Shu left the island alone as soon as she was certain that the three were not in immediate danger and returned to the place where Tong Songming had kept watch to look for clues.
The source of the toxic gas, which could produce such a high concentration, was not easy to find. Tong Shu immediately found several mushrooms with large caps under the chair.
The mushroom was half purple and half red, with a crack running along the center of its cap. Tong Shu suspected that the poison gas was coming from this crack.
If bitten by a venomous snake in the wild, taking a picture immediately, or even grabbing the snake, will make the antivenom preparation much faster. Tong Shu was thinking about this. She put on two more layers of gloves, collected all the mushrooms under the chair, sealed them in a bag, and brought them to the island.
In just a short while, Tong Shu felt extremely dizzy, which shows how poisonous this mushroom was.
Bhutto was indeed delighted when she got the mushrooms. With the samples, developing the antidote was like solving a math problem with the answer key, reducing the difficulty by more than half.
"Give this medicine to the patient, and he should wake up within half an hour," Buto said as she inserted the syringe into Wang Jie's vein.
As the medicine slowly flowed into Wang Jie's body, Shu Li still couldn't help but feel worried. This little dog doctor was too much like a character from a children's cartoon, and she still found it hard to accept.
After the three people were injected with different amounts of the drug, Bhutto walked away with a confident stride and her hands behind her back, leaving behind a group of worried family members.
Fortunately, the canine doctor only looked cute; his medical skills were quite reliable. Wang Jie was only exposed to the poisonous gas because he wasn't wearing a mask, so the poisoning wasn't too severe. Within ten minutes, he started whimpering and wriggling on the hospital bed.
"Ouch, that hurts." Wang Jie frowned.
"Ah Jie! You're awake! Does it hurt? Where does it hurt?" Shu Li rushed over to ask him anxiously.
"My bones, my back and waist are all sore..." Wang Jie struggled to turn himself to the side, finally feeling a little better.
“You’ve been lying down for three days, you must be sore all over,” Tong Shu said.
Shuli had thought it was a side effect of poisoning, but she was relieved to hear Tong Shu say this: "Is there anything else that's bothering you? Are you hungry? Mom will go and cook you some porridge."
Wang Jie didn't feel hungry, but his head was still a little dizzy. He waved his hand to indicate that he didn't want to drink porridge. After lying down for a while, he suddenly sat up straight: "Where's my dad?! And my aunt's husband..." After saying that, he cried out "Ouch!" and fell heavily back onto the bed.
"Don't bother, they're all here, but they didn't wake up as early as you," Shu Hua said to Wang Jie, sitting down next to Tong Songming.
"What exactly happened? How did I wake up? Did you give me an injection? No, that's not right, you wouldn't know how to do that..." He was about to ask if Qin Xiaoxiao was feeling better when he saw a snow-white Samoyed wearing a white coat walk over.
"Is he awake already? Just as I predicted." Bhutto stepped forward to check on Wang Jie's condition. "Are you still a little dizzy? That's normal. I've analyzed it, and the poisonous mist from this mushroom isn't fatal, but it can cause people to fall into a coma. It mainly attacks the nerves in the brain."
Wang Jie's gaze towards Bhutto changed. He had originally thought that the NPCs on the island were just decorations, but he didn't expect that they actually had real skills.
"The antidote was prescribed by Butor, and he also gave you the injections," Tong Shushi explained.
As they were talking, a groan came from the next bed, and Wang Jianye slowly woke up.
Less than ten minutes later, Tong Songming, who was the most severely poisoned, also opened his eyes.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
"That was terrifying! We were all asleep when our eldest sister suddenly ran in and said you had all fainted outside. It scared us to death!" Shuya said to the three people lying on the bed, patting her chest.
Tong Songming had no recollection of it at all: "I remember adding firewood once, and then sitting down to rest. I felt drowsy and thought I was just too tired, so I applied some medicated oil to my temples. I think I still fell asleep after that."
The toxic fog didn't erupt all at once; Tong Songming was outdoors where the concentration was slowly increasing, and he didn't even realize he was being poisoned.
“There are more and more strange things in the forest now, so let’s avoid going out if we can. If we absolutely have to go out, then at least three of us should go together.” Shuli was really frightened by what they had done this time.
No one present objected.
"Um... Dean Buto..." Wang Jie said apologetically, "Could you tell me how you prepared this antidote? In case we encounter this kind of poisonous mushroom again, I can quickly come in and prepare the medicine."
The NPCs on the island also have their own schedules; they don't stay in one place all day long, so Wang Jie's concern is very reasonable.
“Of course!” Bhutto readily agreed. This gentleman was the first doctor to come and work at his hospital since its opening, and he was happy to share his medical expertise with him.
“You can get your medication from this prescription. We have a large stock of these medications in our hospital, so you can use them freely.” Bhutto generously handed over a prescription.
Wang Jie took it and looked at it. They were all normal medicine names. He breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, they weren't some magical species unique to the island, otherwise he really wouldn't know what to do.
"Thank you, Dean," Wang Jie said sincerely.
The Tong family stayed on the island for another three days, until Tong Songming and the other two had recovered enough to leave.
When we got back to the RV, it was daytime, but the whole RV was pitch black, and we couldn't see outside at all.
"What's going on?" Tong Shu frowned. Had the situation changed again?
Wang Jie leaned over the window and took a closer look. His scalp tingled with horror: "Holy crap! It's all vines!" All the windows were tightly wrapped and covered by vines, so that not a single ray of light could get in.
"What? Killer vines? They can grow this long now?" Tong Shu was incredulous and quickly walked to Wang Jie's side to check.
"It doesn't resemble the Killer Vine. These vines are thicker and the leaves are more robust than the Killer Vine, and they don't move around much," Tong Songming said, climbing into the driver's seat and looking at the vines on the windshield.
“It looks like our entire car is wrapped in these vines. If we want to drive it out, we’ll have to clear them away first,” Wang Jianye said.
This is really not good news. The RV looks like a large truck, which is very troublesome to clean. Moreover, the situation outside is still unknown. Once you step out, you don't know what dangers you will encounter.
Just as the group was hesitating, they could faintly hear voices coming from outside.
Tong Shu immediately signaled the others to be quiet. Although the people outside couldn't hear what was happening inside the car, they still had to keep quiet if they wanted to hear what the people outside were saying.
Outside the vehicle, a man with prominent ears stood at the hood, brandishing an axe and yelling at those behind him, "Crippled man! Look! What is this thing?!"
A tall man limped over, leaning on a shovel. I initially thought that the man with protruding ears was just acting crazy again, but when he got closer, I actually saw a huge object wrapped in vines.
"Was there such a thing in this forest before?" the cripple asked, his face full of suspicion.
"We've been here before? I have no recollection of it." Protruding Ears scratched his head. "Never mind that! Judging by the shape, it looks a bit like a house. I think this is a new area. You hurry up and call those scoundrels over to dig up the vines. I'm sure there's something good inside!"
The cripple glanced at the man with the protruding ears, said nothing more, turned around and waved his hand behind him, and seven or eight skinny men were herded over by a man with a thick beard.
"Dig everything out of here before dark," the cripple ordered.
The group consisted of men and women, young and old. One of the young men, after hearing his words, shrank his neck and asked, "Could you give us some tools? This thing looks too big..."
Before he could finish speaking, the cripple raised his shovel and slammed it into his calf: "Where the hell did you get all this nonsense from?! You want to use tools? You better use your hands to tear it!"
"Ah Shun!" An old woman rushed out and helped the boy, who had been beaten and was kneeling on one knee, to his feet. She pleaded in her dialect, "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, sir, he's just a kid and doesn't know any better. Please don't hit him..."
"What are you babbling about? Get back to work!" The woman with protruding ears walked over and kicked her from behind.
...
Tong Shu and the others overheard most of what was going on in the RV, and they were now discussing it together.
Tong Shu said, "It seems there are two groups of people outside. Some of them have taken the rest to work for. It looks like they're going to clear the vines outside our car now."
"They sound like there are quite a lot of them. If they really manage to clear our car out, won't we be in danger?" Shuli and Shuhua were very worried.
"No, as long as our car isn't opened from the inside, there's no way it can get in from the outside," Tong Songming said.
"Let them clean it up then, it'll save us the trouble of doing it ourselves," Wang Jie said nonchalantly, popping a grape into his mouth and lying on the sofa bed.
"So what are you going to do after you've cleaned it up?" Wang Jianye asked.
Wang Jie didn't think that far ahead: "...Well, didn't my uncle say that they can't open our car door from the outside? If they can't get in, they'll probably just leave, right?"
"You're overthinking it." Tong Shu sneered, "After all that effort, they still can't open the car door. Do you think they'll give up or are more interested in our car?"
"Then what should we do?"
"Nothing to do, let them finish cleaning first." Tong Shu also picked a green grape and stuffed it into her mouth.