Yang Yi had been steering all night, smashing through three or four icebergs, but he didn’t encounter any pale worms again until morning.It seemed the number of those living icebergs was still small; the earlier gathering had been caused by the attraction of the giant Bobbit-worm head. When dawn came, Yang Yi was so sleepy he kept yawning.He anchored the ship, deployed the Twilight Veil to hide his figure, then went back to the captain’s cabin and fell asleep on the ship. Five hours later he woke up.He checked his status panel and found his HP was almost full, but the frostbite hadn’t healed yet — it itched and hurt. The frostbite showed up mainly on his face, hands, and feet, appearing as purplish-red chilblains.At the same time, he noticed a message from Suna: “When you wake up, come to the witch’s lab.” “Is your cold better?”Yang Yi opened the crew interface and saw that Suna’s status had changed to Cold (Mild); it didn’t seem to affect her actions. “Looks like the holy water took effect,” Yang Yi thought to himself.He left the captain’s cabin and found the Nyxstar was still cloaked and stationary. But the wind seemed stronger, carrying tiny ice particles; a single gust fully woke Yang Yi up.Those ice bits were likely spray from seawater that had frozen on impact — they stung when they hit his face. He looked at the sea; there was more drifting ice now, often in large sheets — luckily thin, so they didn’t impede navigation.He checked the weather. Biting cold wind; catches reduced; please keep warm.Location: Sea of Origin (Extremely Cold Waters)Daylight remaining: 3 hoursTemperature: -18 to -10°CWind: Force 4 “Lowest minus eighteen degrees — how cold must it be inside that white fog?” Yang Yi frowned.He wasn’t wearing a down jacket now; the cold wind slipped through his collar gaps and chilled him a bit. “Looks like I need to buy a scarf!”He took out his crystal ball and used his Scry ability to check the Gale’s coordinates.[Target is in a special region; coordinates cannot be viewed] “Have they entered the white fog…?” Yang Yi judged.Captain Xu Da of the Gale had probably waited for his team and entered the white-fog area together. From his previous memory, Yang Yi estimated the Nyxstar was still about three days’ sail from the white fog.Then he turned and went into the cabin, where he noticed changes. Many of the pale worm carcasses were gone — Suna must have taken them.Not far away, the witch’s lab door was tightly shut; loud sizzling and occasional pops came from inside, as if something oily was being fried. Yang Yi paused at the door for two seconds, pushed it open, and was hit in the face by a pungent gas.“Cough, cough! Suna, what are you doing?” he shouted hoarsely, his right eye watering from the fumes. Suna, wearing a gas mask and a white lab coat, was standing on a small stool and stirring the pot’s contents with a wooden stick.It was the witch’s cauldron they’d used before; the liquid inside was near boiling and the pale worms’ tentacles were rolling about in it. “Rendering oil?” Yang Yi finally understood.The firewood burned fiercely and the lab’s temperature was more than ten degrees higher than the rest of the ship. “Achoo!”Suna sneezed and noticed Yang Yi. She jumped down from the stool, grabbed a bottle of white liquid from a nearby shelf, and walked over to him.“Let’s go outside and talk,” she suggested. Yang Yi was more than happy to oblige.Suna removed her mask; they stepped into the ship’s cabin and closed the witch’s lab door, after which the irritating smell faded. “Don’t worry, the gas isn’t poisonous — just foul,” she explained.Yang Yi looked Suna over and saw she looked much healthier; the cold should be healing quickly. “Here.” Suna handed him what she’d been holding.“What’s this?” “The white stuff is oil extracted from the worm bodies. It’s great for frostbite and burns — rub some on yourself,” Suna explained.“As for this packet of powder, remember to light it before you swallow it. Burn it for five seconds, then ingest it. Remember — five seconds, but not longer than ten, otherwise it won’t work.” Yang Yi took the two items and received the info.[Name: Pale Worm Oil][Type: Consumable][Quality: Fine][Description: Refined oil from pale worms. Flammable, non-irritating smell, effective at treating burns and frostbite and prevents cracking.][Name: Unknown Magic Medicine][Type: Consumable / Potion / Unique][Quality: ??][Description: Powdered potion wrapped in oiled paper. Take it to discover its effects.] “You have to burn it before eating?” Yang Yi found it hard to believe.“Can you explain?” he asked. The thing seemed mysterious and potentially dangerous. “It’s an extract of the Mad Wolf virus; it contains the virus. But don’t worry — after burning for five seconds, the virus will be completely inactivated and lose its infectivity. So as long as you follow the steps, it’s fine,” Suna explained. “Uh… what exactly happens if I take it correctly?” Yang Yi asked nervously.“It should make you move more quickly,” she answered. “Should?”“Yes, should!” “Can you be certain?”“No — I’m very rigorous!” she replied. “And what if I take it early, or don’t light it first?”“Then you’ll instantly turn into a werewolf — that I can guarantee,” Suna said, eyes burning with confidence; she trusted her own creation completely. Yang Yi inwardly cursed but showed no expression outwardly.He’d already placed this potion in his “absolutely «N.o.v.e.l.i.g.h.t» do not take” category, alongside that bottle of orange medicine. After accepting the two items, Yang Yi was about to leave, but asked one last question on his way out.“If I turn into a werewolf, is there a cure?” “No. Apart from high temperatures, I haven’t found an effective way to kill this super-virus,” she replied.“Alright, got it.” Yang Yi left the cabin and headed back to the captain’s quarters. He took off his shoes and gloves and began applying the pale worm oil to the frostbitten areas.Not bad — it worked immediately. The itching stopped and a cool sensation replaced it. He spread the oil on his face, hands, and feet.“Suna, do you think this oil could be made into incendiary bombs?” he messaged her. “Of course! It’s flammable — once it ignites, even water has a hard time putting it out!” Suna replied.“How much oil can you make?” he asked. “You have to simmer, let it settle, separate… about eight hundred liters, I guess.”“That much?” Yang Yi was taken aback. But given the size of the pale worms, that amount wasn’t actually excessive.Next time they encountered pale worms, they might as well render it all into oil.

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