As the huge "Glutton" moved away, Smith stood beside him and spoke again: "Zhao, I just counted the remaining food and water."
"How to say?"
"We don't have many supplies anymore. Although we are not hungry yet, we will soon face a food shortage."
Wang Hao nodded.
In his briefcase, there are four Snickers energy bars.
However, he did not contribute.
After all, there are too many people, so even if these energy bars are distributed to so many people, they will not be of any use.
He thought for a while and said slowly: "It's best not to eat the remaining food, keep it to save your life. In case the weird one discovers..."
"As long as you have food in your hands, you still have a chance to save your life."
Smith exhaled a breath from his lungs: "I think so too. Most people's mobile phones are turned off to save power and wait for rescue from the headquarters."
The desperate moment has not passed yet. After everything that has just happened, even a C-level investigator feels mentally exhausted...
"Everyone, the outside world will definitely come to save us. The human body can last for a month without any food supplement. Please try not to move as much as possible to reduce energy consumption."
This investigator from the Mysterious Bureau seems to have no extra thoughts. He just wants to hide here and wait for rescue from the outside world.
Wang Hao couldn't help but shook his head, somewhat disapproving.
The life and death of ordinary people has nothing to do with him, and he is not as holy as to want to save everyone in the game.
However, the number of surviving civilians may be related to the issue of "game completion". He had to be a little more careful and save as many as possible.
On the contrary, the staff of this official organization have a serious lack of subjective initiative!
"Waiting for rescue? You've gone to a parallel world, how can you wait for rescue?"
It is not a problem for a person to persist for a week without food, but it seems a bit difficult to persist for a month. Hypoglycemia and electrolyte imbalance can lead to coma.
Without water, we can only last two or three days.
In a state of long-term hunger and dehydration, it is impossible to run or jump.
Waiting until you have no physical strength before taking action, what's the difference between that and waiting to die?
What's more, if he plays a game, he can't stay here all the time. That would be too boring.
Some people want to make some suggestions, "Police officer, is there really a headquarters... Is there Spider-Man, Batman, Iron Man, Captain America? Do the stories of the Marvel Universe really exist?"
"God, your problem is like a bed bug in the sewer!" Smith said with a solemn face and a bad tone, "Now let me tell you, they don't exist! There is no Batman! There is no Iron Man, and even Superman is fake.
of……"
Smith wanted to curse, but he held back when he heard the footsteps in the distance.
He himself had doubts.
There was no rescue from the headquarters, so he said angrily: "Shut up, I don't want to be discovered by monsters, so shut up your stinky mouth!"
"Regardless of whether there is rescue or not, we can only hide in this damn place! Be your sewer rats and stop asking questions, OK?!"
No one spoke now.
After all, you are extremely lucky to be alive, and those who are not smart enough have been eaten by weirdness.
The diameter of these concrete pipes is about one meter, and everyone is squatting in the stinking ditch. There is not much stinking water, only a few centimeters deep, and it is still decreasing.
But for these civilians, the mental torture is far greater than the physical fatigue.
Having witnessed such a horrific scene, everyone was faintly afraid, and some people were trembling all over and had a high fever.
From now on, they will have nothing to eat and can only drink the water from the smelly ditch. Some smart people put plastic films on the pipes, and the dewdrops that condense again after the water evaporates may be slightly cleaner.
This evaporated water can be consumed in a short period of time without dehydration.
"Don't be angry, Smith, use your brain. Have you discovered these weird contradictions?"
Wang Hao thought for a while and asked again: "Let's call these 'gluttonians' gluttons. Their behavioral rules should not be difficult."
Smith was stunned for a moment and whispered: "According to existing observations, they find targets through vision, smell and hearing. Smell accounts for a large proportion, but it does not exclude other sensory abilities."
"After discovering the target, they will beg for food like beggars. As long as they repeat sentences such as 'I'm so hungry, I'm so hungry' three times, they will attack and swallow the target whole."
Wang Hao nodded and said: "That's right, so we have to go out and look for some supplies."
"If you wait until your physical strength is exhausted and the outside world still doesn't come to rescue you, won't you be doomed?"
"go out?"
"It's not a good thing to leave your fate in the hands of others." At this point, Wang Hao's voice lowered, "Do you really think that the headquarters has enough capabilities to rescue us?"
"Let's not talk about the black guard for now. Does the mysterious bureau you work for have enough abilities? He doesn't! You should know this, right? We can only save ourselves!"
Wang Hao actually doesn't know much about the true strength of human beings in the game setting.
He doesn't even know how many supernatural organizations there are in humans.
But thinking about it, it can't be too strong. If humans can easily crush the monsters, then the entire game setting will collapse!
Does the player still need to exist? No!
Game manufacturers can't be so stupid.
Sure enough, as expected, Smith hesitated, with a frustrated look on his face.
Is the headquarters really capable of rescuing them? He also had doubts in his heart.
The spirit of "Saving Private Ryan" and the "heart of a brave man full of benevolence and fraternity". Anyone who believes in these slogans is either childish or stupid!
The headquarters' decision-making has always been ruthless, and human lives are nothing but numbers.
The cases of missing trams are not just once or twice, but dozens of times!
No one in the car was rescued!
Smith knew this very well.
There is a high probability that the headquarters will continue to observe and carefully probe to get more information.
Seeing his silent expression, Wang Hao guessed most of it: "So, we have to go out."
"It's not certain that you'll die when you encounter something weird like this, so what's there to be afraid of... We just need to throw some food and walk them like a dog, and we can escape."
"In such a big shopping mall, there must be supplies that they haven't found yet."
"It's okay for these civilians to hide here. Are you going to hide here and wait passively for death?"
When Anthony Smith was told this, he immediately felt in a dilemma and bit the bullet: "Zhao, are you really confident?"
Wang Hao said: "If you don't want to go out, I have no problem being alone. Anyway, these weird rules have been clarified, so what are you afraid of?"
As an investigator of the Mysterious Bureau, Smith actually doesn't care much about the lives and lives of civilians.
These civilians will be saved if they can, but not brought down if they cannot. After all, in their belief, their own lives are the most important, and there is no such thing as fighting to the death for the people.
But passively waiting to die is indeed not a wise choice...
However, he is too weak.
He didn't have a powerful magical object in his hand, but only a talisman. How could he go out to search for supplies?
When he thought of those horrible and strange things, he felt uncertain.
Anthony Smith couldn't help but admire the middle-aged man in front of him. He found a safe place and actually wanted to run out to investigate. This kind of psychological quality is not comparable to that of ordinary people...
He hesitated in his heart, should he continue to hold this thigh? If he really found the supplies and this guy didn't come back, what should they do?
Who doesn’t want to have exclusive access to supplies?!
Well, Wang Hao, who is happily playing games, thinks differently from ordinary people.
What he wants is a higher degree of completion and exploring more plots. In fact, if he stays here, there won't be more plots.
"...This idiot is unwilling to follow me out. I have to search by myself, and the efficiency of my operations has dropped a lot."
What puzzled him was the behavioral rules of these "gluttons". They seemed to have their own territorial divisions and did not have too much contact with each other.
This is very strange!
Looks like it can be used?
Wang Hao suddenly thought of a very strange idea: "I have a big question, can these gluttons tell what food is?"
"They will swallow human food, even kitchen garbage. But they won't eat the street lamps, plants and the like that can be seen everywhere on the roadside. Look at the pile of shit on the roadside. So far, no gluttons have taken it.
Eat this shit."
He showed what he had photographed. The piece of shit was a bit thick and golden in color. It might have been pulled out by a big dog. There were a lot of flies flying around on the shit.
Smith was stunned for a moment, glanced at the excrement in the photo, and cursed in his mind: "Oh, shit!"
"It means they don't eat everything, but they have a certain ability to distinguish. Why?"
Regarding this question, Smith thought for a moment and replied: "I'm not sure. According to current theoretical research, weirdness is generally unintelligent. But there may be some instinctive rules for eating."
"These instincts should be very superficial animal rules."
Wang Hao asked again: "The food they eat now is different from ordinary animal food. The food in the packaging bag has no smell."
"But they can tell that lollipops and sausages are edible. If they were wild animals, they wouldn't think they were food if they found these things."
"Do they have human minds?"
"It's impossible. Weirdness can't have human thinking and rationality." Anthony Smith racked his brains and tried to analyze, "Because humans are low-entropy bodies, and Weirdness is an ideal life form. Only low-entropy bodies can give birth to souls and possess
thinking."
"Even monsters at the level of evil gods don't have their own thoughts."