"You did quite well this time!"
After enduring so many foolish incidents, Takeshi Sable could finally breathe a slight sigh of relief.
With the Wither Body, Ronan Mountwell wouldn't die from the Wither effect.
Galen Yu surely doesn't have this special reward, right?
"Looking at it this way, the rewards triggered by entering the Nether for the first time are actually pretty good!"
The national fortune reward for nutritional intake was a laughingstock, but fortunately, he had the top-tier buff: Wither Body.
Others would die because of it, but they could entirely avoid such a situation!
"The Wither effect is actually this strong!"
Seeing the Nether for the first time, Fries was very surprised.
He hadn't been to the Nether either, nor had he seen Blazes or Ghasts, so he could only speculate from the players' perspectives.
Although it looked difficult from Ronan Mountwell's perspective, at least it wasn't fatal; however, Mark's side showed the reality most directly.
Without the Wither Body, one would be facing certain death against that thing!
"Galen Yu has Golden Apples; he should be able to pull through, right?"
Saying this, Fries sounded a bit unsure.
Golden Apples could provide extra health and regeneration effects, but whether they would be useful during the Wither effect...
...was indeed unknown.
He continued watching with concern.
Looking at the chest as if no one else were there, Galen Yu was pleasantly surprised.
"The drop rate is so high; I've already found over a dozen diamonds and five gold blocks so quickly?"
Including the Golden Apples and Ender Pearls, this trip to the Nether was quite fruitful.
Combined with the epic weapon 'Heavy Mace', he had ample confidence to speedrun the Twilight Forest.
As for the Wither effect.
Losing health every so often was a nuisance, so he took out a bucket of milk from his backpack.
With a bucket and a resource zone, finding a cow and getting a bucket of milk was simple.
Gulp, gulp, he drank it in one go.
A sweet flavor burst in his mouth—delicious and refreshing.
Wither effect removed!
"Time to head back to the chunk and prepare for the Twilight Forest and the Crisis."
He didn't take this trivial matter to heart at all.
The Twilight Forest and the Crisis were the major events he needed to deal with next.
In the shadows, Ronan Mountwell had already fallen into a daze.
Tortured by the Wither effect more painfully than death, he had been watching for so long just to see Galen Yu fall into that state.
And yet, the Wither effect was gone now?
Just like that, with a bucket of milk?
"Milk can cure poison? Is that scientific?"
Outside the screen, Takeshi Sable's face, which had just relaxed, darkened again.
He had just finished saying the Wither Body was a top-tier buff, only to be told...
...that this thing could be cured by milk, and one didn't need to suffer so much torture at all.
Then what did Ronan Mountwell's suffering count for?
What about all the health potions Mark and Jett wasted?
So in the end, after finally discovering a new dimension, the rewards given were useless?
The experts beside him had their faces contorted in frustration.
"This isn't scientific! How can milk cure poison? And how did Galen Yu know this trait?"
"The Nine Provinces are really hiding things. Should we ask them to share some technology?"
Before he could finish, Takeshi Sable kicked him.
After so many matches, the Nine Provinces' items had long been exhausted; they seemed strong but were actually paper tigers!
On the other hand, they had deep foundations and were full of items. In this situation...
...how could they possibly beg a weakling!
"Baka! You want to beg others for everything? What use are you!"
"Idiots! If it's something even the Nine Provinces know, why haven't you figured out what's going on yet?!"
Takeshi Sable could only vent his anger on the experts.
After a brief silence, the bullet chat exploded.
"The poison on Galen Yu has been cured!"
"Really, just with a bucket of milk?"
"How does the Nine Provinces know so many good things!"
"Baka! Since you knew milk cures poison, why didn't you tell us in advance!"
"You almost got Mark killed! We almost lost a mighty general!"
"It's all the Nine Provinces' fault! They must give us an explanation!"
Having been ravaged by the Wither effect, the viewers had nowhere to vent their anger, so they directed it all toward one place.
The Nine Provinces!
If the Nine Provinces hadn't failed to warn them, they wouldn't have wasted so many resources!
Seeing the screen filled with hostile bullet chat, Fries timely posted a message on a social platform.
He sincerely, honestly, and politely typed four characters to the viewers of the Samurai and Freedom Nations.
[Screw you]
Getting beaten for being greedy for resources and then blaming others?
He had never seen such thick-skinned and shameless people!
After a bout of online combat, Fries returned to the research institute feeling refreshed.
"These bird-brains... if I didn't curse them out, I really wouldn't feel right!"
He turned his gaze back to the screen.
Fries truly hadn't expected Galen Yu to have already prepared for the Wither effect.
Curing poison with milk—it defied common sense!
"Yeah, it's not scientific, but it is 'Block Science,' just as you said, Fries."
"Galen Yu might really have used some method to pass through a 'closed beta' or something."
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"That's why he's so familiar with many basic traits!"
Headmaster Quill wanted to meet and learn from Galen Yu in person more and more!
"Let me guess. Now that Ronan Mountwell has no way out, given his stupid and malicious nature, there's a high probability he'll try to mine the obsidian!"
"He thinks that by doing this, Galen Yu will be left with no retreat and will be trapped in the Nether just like him."
Fries and Headmaster Quill didn't finish their sentences, but they shared a look, understood each other's meaning, and smiled.
With two buckets of water in a world of lava, would they really be afraid of running out of obsidian?
Next, it was time for the clown's performance!
Just as Fries and Headmaster Quill had predicted.
Upon discovering the Wither effect was useless and seeing Galen Yu about to return home with a full harvest...
...he became a bit anxious.
"How long has it been? Galen Yu is already returning with a full haul?"
"No way. How can he speedrun this? Everyone who enters the Nether should experience being a wanderer at least once!"
While Galen Yu was organizing his backpack, Ronan Mountwell hurried out.
Happening to see a group of Piglins outside, he immediately stepped forward to draw their aggro.
"These pig-headed monsters aren't like the NPCs in the resource zone that you can talk to. Let them block Galen Yu!"
"I'll take the opportunity to mine the obsidian and leave him with no way out!"
He led the Piglins away and took out his diamond pickaxe to mine the portal.
He really did it!
Obsidian has high hardness, and even with a diamond pickaxe, the mining speed is slow, so he didn't mine it all.
He only mined a small portion, enough so that the portal could no longer remain complete, and then he immediately fled.
Clutching the obsidian, he fled back along the path.
The viewers from the Nine Provinces couldn't help but start cursing.
"Stupid and malicious—that describes the Samurai Nation perfectly!"
"They got beaten because of their own stupidity, and now they want to drag us down with them?"
"Disgusting! Not just Mountwell, the entire Samurai Nation is disgusting!"
"You'll get what's coming to you!"
If Ronan Mountwell saw this, he would surely burst out laughing.
"Retribution? What's retribution? Come at me if you can!"
Being so far away, even if he were discovered, so what? Galen Yu could never find his location!
As for him, he remembered the original spawn point well and soon ran back near the broken obsidian!
He filled the remaining gaps and lit it with flint and steel.
"Fresh air, I'm back!"
Looking at the familiar chunk, Ronan Mountwell felt a wave of emotion.
After spending so much time in the Nether, a place full of lava and monsters, he had finally returned!
"I haven't been back for long, and there are so many Zombies?"
It just happened to be nighttime, and after the trials of the Nether, Ronan Mountwell believed his strength had improved.
"While Grandpa was away, you lot thought you could act tough?"
No matter how strong a Zombie was, it was still a Zombie. Could it possibly be more dangerous than the Nether?
He charged forward with his sword, completely failing to notice one thing.
These Zombies were no longer the familiar ones; they wore strange, tattered equipment, and they were more numerous and much stronger!
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