Ch. 179 - Nematode
"I’m going to get some sleep. If anything happens, just wake me up immediately."
Yang Yi spoke to Suna, who was not far away.
It was night, with still several hours until dawn, and the tsunami was expected to arrive sometime in the morning.
The two had already completed reinforcing the ship’s hold. The only thing left to do was get some rest and recover their strength.
As usual, Yang Yi would sleep first for a few hours, then switch with Suna.
He casually found a spot, sat down with his back against a wooden barrel, closed his eyes, and tried to fall asleep to regain his energy.
Being able to sleep in such a noisy and dangerous environment was a skill in itself.
Yang Yi had trained this skill well, so no matter how loudly fish slammed against the hull or how the echoes resounded through the ship, it didn’t affect his ability to sleep.
Judging from the sounds outside, the situation had probably changed again. But there was no time to worry, because as long as the fish didn’t make it inside, it was fine.
Two hours later, Yang Yi woke up, his right eye unbearably itchy, and he couldn’t stop himself from wanting to rub it.
So, the first thing he did upon waking was scratch that itch, literally.
"Wait, stop rubbing! Let me take a look!"
Suna came over quickly.
She hadn’t slept, she had been sitting diagonally across from Yang Yi the whole time.
Seeing him wake up and rubbing his eye, she immediately got up to check.
"Take your hand away."
Suna grabbed his hand, stopping him from rubbing further.
When he stopped, the itch in his right eye intensified. He could only blink rapidly to relieve the discomfort, and it felt sticky.
Suna held his eyelids open and began inspecting it, her brows quickly knitting into a frown.
"Is your vision affected? Can you still see?"
"Yeah, I can see, but it itches like hell!"
Yang Yi replied, his right eye tearing up constantly.
In Suna’s view, Yang Yi’s right pupil and sclera were covered in patchy red blotches, with tiny holes, as if something inside was wriggling.
"To the lab. It looks like something’s parasitising your eye."
She made a quick judgment.
Yang Yi checked his status panel and found it confirmed, his right eye on the body diagram had turned dark yellow, and a negative status had appeared: Right Eye Erosion.
His health had only dropped slightly, and he had no fever, but the itching in his right eye was extreme. His vision was blurry, and the eye felt sticky whether open or shut.
Suna dragged him to the witch’s laboratory.
There, using an oil lamp for light, she pried open Yang Yi’s right eye and used tweezers to extract a long, thin fleshy worm from one of the red blotch holes in his eyeball.
The worm’s tail end seemed fused with the sclera, like a tentacle growing from the surface of the eye.
And Yang Yi could feel it, so intensely itchy that it was unbearable. Tears streamed from his eye as his right hand gripped the corner of a metal table so tightly that it cut into his palm.
Suna noticed his tense body and gently said:
"Hang in there!"
She applied force and used the tweezers to sever the worm, at the same time triggering its information:
【Name: Delicious Threadworm】