Coffee Couldn't Serve as Disinfectant

"Who's Teacher Ma?"

"A very popular manga artist. His specialties are copyright infringement, debt, and throwing money down the drain."

Himechi Cat spared the original creator of this body no dignity whatsoever.

"Calling a fox a cat? Teacher Ma must be terrible at biology." Taco began critiquing Himechi Cat's design. "And whether you're a cat or a fox, a predator should have muscles."

Faced with such criticism, Himechi Cat naturally fired back without hesitation.

"What good are all those useless muscles built on protein powder? An ordinary person in a rage, with adrenaline surging through their body, could finish you with one stab. Even a kung fu master fears a kitchen knife, get it?"

"Why wouldn't I run if they had a knife?"

"You think running would help? Give an ordinary person a gun, and they could easily take down several bulky guys with useless muscles. You wouldn't even get a chance to fight back."

"Aren't guns banned in Huaxia? Where would an ordinary person get a gun?" Taco was even more confused.

"So what! Himeko's case even has-mmph, mmph-" Himeko poured a mouthful of coffee down Himechi Cat's throat, forcibly muting that noisy microphone.

Himeko smiled as she withdrew the cup.

"We should still be careful. There might be dangers hiding nearby that we don't know about."

"Miss Himeko, I honestly think you're already the most dangerous thing in this amusement park."

Looking across the entire amusement park, Taco truly couldn't find anything else that could compare to Himeko. Now that he had latched onto someone powerful, he was ready to swagger through the whole park like an emperor's lackey.

And that was indeed the case. Inside the vast Wax Museum, Himeko was like a tourist visiting an ordinary wax museum, without the slightest sense of danger.

As they passed the largest exhibition hall, Himeko discovered that there were plenty of interesting things here besides wax figures of people.

"A big robot. I wonder if it can come to life."

Himeko examined the enormous Optimus Prime before her with interest, turning a questioning gaze toward Himechi Cat.

As a local, Himechi Cat supplied the answer.

"It's just a decoration, unless there's actually an Optimus Prime among Blue Star's contestants."

It couldn't move? What a pity.

Himeko took out her phone and photographed Optimus Prime. She believed that once she found Welt again in the future, he would definitely be very interested in this thing.

The exhibition hall contained more than just the big robot in its center. Around it were all sorts of small animals, as well as a man covered in blood, holding a kitchen knife, with a nine-tailed fox beside him.

"Hmm?"

Just as Himeko was about to take a closer look at this out-of-place wax figure, Taco stepped forward and slammed a fist the size of a sandbag straight into its face.

[Target: Inukai?, level-two danger. The original possesses a Five-Star Guardian God and poses considerable danger. However, you can fight him without worry. After all, your muscle training wasn't for nothing.]

"That's not a wax figure!"

Taco was very strong. That single blow broke his own hand, and he fell to the floor, screaming and wailing.

"Aah-"

Inukai, who had taken the punch, also moved.

"You idiot!"

The spot where Inukai had been struck showed not the slightest mark, a testament to just how sturdy he was.

"Looks like you need a thorough tune-up."

"Not going to try some new lines for your new form?"

New form?

Apart from a new outfit and hairstyle, she had neither a banner spear nor a giant robot. She didn't even have her fellow crew members from the train.

She hadn't even unlocked her old form's orbital cannon. She hadn't even managed to pull it.

Himeko whipped out the Monomolecular Saw. At the sight of the saw radiating scorching heat, the wax Inukai frowned, turned, and ran.

As he fled in disarray, Himeko had no intention of pursuing him.

There was still an injured man lying behind her. If she left now and Taco, with his broken hand, encountered anything else, his chances of surviving would probably be about the same as her chances of dying here.

As for Himechi Cat...

Even with Imagenesis technology, a large part of Himechi Cat was still constructed from wax.

Himechi Cat's fighting style was also much like her own. Let a wax figure play with fire, and before long, Himechi Cat would become a deflated Himechi Cat.

Come to think of it, did The Fluffy Voyage of the Azure Sky have any scenes of the fluffy animals fighting?

Letting the wax figure escape, Himeko quickly approached the wailing Taco and examined his injury.

His wrist was fractured and no longer held its original shape.

Himeko wasn't carrying any emergency medication. Surely she couldn't just cut off a hand because it hurt?

Still, someone so muscular had been injured so easily by the other party... no, the other party hadn't even struck him. He had attacked first, and the other party had done nothing.

"The wax figure spoke Neon's language. That contestant from Neon must have entered the Wax Museum. As for Taco's injury, it should be an ability the Neon contestant possesses. In theory, after learning that the commentator had taken action, he should have avoided me at all costs, but he didn't."

"Does that mean he came to make peace, or is he confident he can handle me?"

Himeko couldn't be certain of his objective. The immediate priority was to find medicine that could treat Taco's injury.

"An injury this severe probably needs a surgeon. But there aren't any people in the amusement park besides the contestants, and the odds of a doctor being among them aren't very high. Will I have to do it myself?"

Himeko glanced at the Monomolecular Saw in her hand.

Its sharpness had been tested in countless real battles. It could inflict substantial damage on the Antimatter Legion's Voidrangers, and it could easily grind coffee beans into powder.

It couldn't have been more suitable for serving as the implements of surgery.

"Aah-what are you doing! No, don't cut off my hand! How am I supposed to work out with only one hand! It's just broken! It can be set!"

"The surgical environment seems to have every germ out in force. I suggest seeking outside assistance."

Himechi Cat saw what Himeko had in mind, but coffee couldn't replace disinfectant, nor could it create a sterile environment.

"Outside assistance?"

Himeko thought for a moment and found that reasonable. Although taking her time searching places like the infirmary might turn up medicine that could handle the current problem, every extra minute brought Taco closer to death.

As one of the Nameless, Himeko couldn't simply watch someone die before her eyes.

"Commentators, where should we look for medicine that can treat Taco's injury?"

A moment later, a prompt appeared before Himeko.

[A commentator has requested communication. Accept?]

Himeko immediately accepted, and WarGreymon promptly relayed the information he had gathered to her.

"Some places in the amusement park have medicine that can heal most external injuries when swallowed. There is indeed plenty in the infirmary, but many contestants have already been there, and all the medicine that's relatively easy to obtain has been taken."

"The Red-Nosed Doctor, a level-two danger, is also there. A few contestants overestimated themselves and tried to seize the medicine by force, and he drained them into dried husks with a giant syringe. Be careful."

"Besides that, Neon's Inukai has entered the Wax Museum. He's currently in an exhibition hall you passed through. He came to cooperate with you. Also, the contestant knew nothing about Neon's earlier underhanded attack. Perhaps you could try accepting his proposal and make use of him?"