The energy coins used to accelerate [Cross-World Invitation] indeed had other functions besides reducing cooldown time.
For example, when watching live streams, they could be used to tip the streamer.
Additionally, they could be used to transmit matter.
Didn't everyone have a one-cubic-meter space?
These energy coins' effect was to transmit things from one's own space to another netizen's space.
One coin allowed transmission of one cubic meter of space.
So after Ejie learned about this function, he naturally contacted A2, wanting to give her this energy coin so A2 could send over useful machinery and equipment.
However, it couldn't be gifted.
It seemed he could only tip when he returned to the Warhammer world side.
This meant he also couldn't tip Saeko Busujima, who was already live streaming.
According to Saeko Busujima, her live stream's energy bar was currently less than five percent full.
So what exactly was the energy bar's increase related to?
It was probably when the current social environment or world underwent massive changes that the energy bar would increase rapidly.
Because this morning, before the outbreak began, Saeko Busujima's live stream energy bar showed no change at all.
Only after the outbreak did it begin showing obvious progress.
A2's energy bar should currently be around ninety-six percent.
Suddenly, Ejie's brow furrowed slightly.
"Ah? Has the anesthetic become ineffective?"
Shizuka Marikawa couldn't help but panic.
Because she noticed his body showing obvious subtle spasms from pain.
She was currently injecting anesthetic because she was helping treat a terrifying wound on his chest - a gash that ran diagonally from chest nearly to head, almost splitting him open.
Now, after the meal in the bathroom, at his request, she was cutting away the rotting flesh from the wound.
The rotting flesh on the surface was manageable, but going slightly deeper made her scalp tingle.
Cutting away such rotting flesh inevitably caused bleeding, so there was quite a lot of blood on the floor.
Of course, she wasn't the only one helping - there was also Saeko Busujima.
Though calling it rotting flesh, it would be more accurate to describe it as necrotic meat, like dead skin.
"I'll go get more anesthetic."
"No need, just cut directly."
Actually, the anesthetic had little effect anyway.
The dead skin-like flesh Ejie wanted removed wasn't from burns - that layer could already be peeled off.
The current dead skin-like flesh was like cocoon-like dead meat. If he hadn't come to this world, it would have continued to spread and corrode his entire torso.
This wound, inflicted by that fallen Astartes, seemed infected by Chaos energy.
Now, after coming here, the infection was purged and had become like this.
"No, this is too painful. I'll get more."
If it were simple suturing of a small wound, boys could be brave and endure it.
But such a wound without anesthesia was basically torture. Shizuka Marikawa simply couldn't bring herself to do it, especially since she was originally just a school nurse, not a real surgeon.
She hadn't graduated yet and was really afraid her hand might shake, making him suffer even more.
"Teacher Marikawa, what's wrong with you?"
"Why are your hands and body covered in blood?"
"What happened? Are there living dead in this house too?"
"No, it's not that. Mr. Ejie is injured, and I'm helping treat him."
Hearing this, Saya Takagi frowned tightly.
She had just noticed the teacher taking a medical kit inside and speculated he might be injured, but it was strange - she hadn't seen any damage to his clothes.
Now, the teacher's condition was really frightening - he seemed seriously injured.
So when she saw the teacher hurriedly take something from the medicine box and rush back to the bathroom, Saya Takagi followed.
When she stepped inside, she saw Senior Saeko Busujima stabbing a dagger into his chest. Was she trying to kill him?
No, Saya Takagi, who had almost rushed forward to stop her, noticed this was helping cut something out.
At the same time, she clearly saw this terrifying wound, making her gasp.
A normal person receiving such an injury might not die immediately - if sent to a hospital in time, they might be saved.
But this guy, having received such a wound, seemed to have never properly treated it, fighting from school all the way to now. This wasn't something a normal person could do.
And this wound obviously wasn't caused by living dead.
Such a straight cut was clearly made by a sharp blade.
Could it be that someone like him had come to pursue him, using a sharp dagger to inflict such a wound?
Moreover, not just this - she also now saw his severed arm, with the metal prosthetic removed.
"Teacher Shizuka Marikawa, step aside. Let me do it. You're just torturing him like this."
Seeing Shizuka Marikawa inject anesthetic then help scrape away necrotic flesh chunks, her movements made Saya Takagi unable to watch.
The teacher's scraping was hesitant and not decisive enough - it was basically torturing him.
She could also see that the anesthetic had little effect on him.
So better to get the pain over with quickly rather than prolonging it.
"Ugh~"
"Stop 'ughing' and prepare the sutures, teacher."
"O-okay."
Shizuka Marikawa began preparing needle and thread.
"Make the thread thicker."
Saeko Busujima reminded her.
"Eh? But the thread is only this thin."
"Stupid, and you call yourself a doctor. Don't you know to bundle multiple strands together?"
Saya Takagi complained.
Then she also picked up a scalpel, swallowing slightly as she looked at the wound before her.
Taking a deep breath, she began in one go.
The result was—
"Huff~"
This was Rei Miyamoto also taking a deep breath and exhaling, gripping the scalpel in her hand.
Saya Takagi had gone to vomit and couldn't continue cutting, her hands shaking badly, so she was asked to come help.
Of course, it wasn't that she hadn't helped at all - she had cut a portion, but still couldn't bear this bloody scene.
Ultimately, the task of suturing the wound was completed by Senior Saeko Busujima, because suturing such a large wound required forcefully pulling the thread to make the wound edges meet - something they simply couldn't do.
Not from lack of strength, but because it was also like torturing him.
This wasn't just piercing the surface skin with a needle, but having to penetrate deeper into the flesh - they really couldn't bring themselves to do it.
"Alright, Miyamoto-san and Takagi-san, you can go out now."
"Okay."
"Why?"
Saya Takagi was displeased.
"It's just to help wash his body. What, do you want to help too? That's also fine."
Saeko Busujima's somewhat playful words made both Saya Takagi and Rei Miyamoto, who hadn't left yet, pause and then instantly blush.
At this moment, when they weren't focusing on the wound, they realized he was completely naked, so they had also seen something incredible.
Rather, they had seen it from the beginning, but had been focused on the wound.
Now, with this reminder, they looked more carefully, deeply imprinting the shape into their minds.
As for the person about to be helped with washing, he naturally didn't act like male protagonists in Japanese light novels - being bashful and saying he could do it himself.
On one hand, he was indeed somewhat weak, having basically undergone torture without anesthetic effect.
On the other hand, since someone was volunteering to help, why not enjoy this level of care? Why be falsely modest?
As for refusing honey traps on A2's side, that was a different situation with different stakes involved.
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