Chapter 46 How about capturing a human?

"My son will be back soon." Xue Tu felt the gradually approaching breath, and his whole body was shaking with excitement.

He could feel the location of the bracelet and was now rushing back home.

During this day, he hunted in the dungeon as usual, captured a few humans, and returned other people's prey.

He felt it was strange that he let a human go without any intention of hunting him down.

He didn't even consider whether this human would run away and never come back, or rather, after that human gave him a gift with eyes full of sincerity, he felt that it didn't matter if the human left.

In the small building, he cooked meals with all his heart.

"Are you coming back soon?" Nurse Xue asked happily, looking up. Before this, she had been cleaning.

"Well, it's almost there. It will probably take another half an hour." Xue Tu calculated the speed of the bracelet.

It’s a pity that when there are no players around, the audience cannot check the movements of the evil spirits.

Otherwise, everyone would be shocked when they saw the scene inside the small building!
At this time, Xue Tu was looking at the food in his hand with a frown. The table was no longer filled with bloody and sticky meat, but fast food that he had found from nowhere.

A lot of the blood stains in the house were also cleaned up, and apart from some old dirt, it was much cleaner than before!
In addition to many compressed biscuits on the table, there are also foods such as quick-heating hot pot.

He looked at the words on the package and the cooking steps without understanding.

Just add water?

Isn't human progress too fast?!
But why do some of them not even have cooking steps, production dates, or expiration dates?

If he didn't know that this is for human consumption and there wouldn't be any problem, he would really be doubting his life because of these three-no products!
It is normal for humans to bring food. After all, if they don’t eat or drink for three days, even if they find an exit, they probably won’t have the strength and energy to break through.

If humans want to bring things with them, such as copies, they only need to touch any movable objects with their hands when entering the copy, and they will be included in the copy.

So many people will prepare a huge suitcase filled with the items they need.

Once you enter the dungeon, you just hide your food. There's no need to be too secretive because everyone knows that evil spirits are not interested in these things.

Many people even think that they are having their last meal in the dungeon, so they will try their best to bring some delicious food.

Not to mention seafood feasts or top-quality ingredients, because these foods can easily deteriorate in the strange temperature environment of the copy.

Most people bring some delicious, easily processed instant food.

Rich people will even specially order some simple and easy-to-eat food that they can bring into the dungeon.

Now there are countless things on the bloody slaughterhouse. Some of them are instant hot pots that ordinary people buy in supermarkets. They have the method of instant cooking and the production date and expiration date written on them.

However, there are no labels on how to cook the quick-heated foods ordered by the rich. After all, these cooking methods are common sense for humans.

"There shouldn't be anything bad, but I don't know which one tastes better! How about you try the taste and see which one tastes better?" Xue Tu fiddled with the food on the table. He looked at it with a puzzled look on his face. This was the cognitive bias of evil spirits towards human food.

They don’t know what tastes good and what doesn’t.

I don’t even know whether the food I think is delicious is suitable for human taste.

"Me?" Nurse Blood laughed at his words. "I'm not a human. How would I know these things?"

"What should we do then?" Xue Tu looked at the things on the table, confused.

He didn't even know what to do with those that had no text labels.

"How about we catch a human?" Nurse Blood asked tentatively.

"Okay, there's still half an hour left, hurry up, otherwise my son will be back." Xue Tu knocked his head. Humans are really too complicated.

Nurse Blood left quickly. The scene of them interrogating the humans must have been very cruel. She didn't want her son to see it. At the moment the exit appeared, some humans rushed towards the exit, while others returned to the place where they hid their food.

There are several SSS-level copies that are on par with Copy No. 9. The escape exits of these copies have been exposed, and some exits are clearly displayed, but few survivors can escape from them.

The evil spirit guarding the escape hatch is not something that ordinary people can deal with.

Can you survive by going to the past?

Not necessarily.

even so!

I still have to go! After all, this is the hope of escape.

But before pursuing hope, many humans want to have a good last meal.

At this moment, in the live broadcast screen, the audience watched countless people return to the place where they hid their food, mumbling about their last meal.

Human beings have always had the tradition of enjoying their last meal. Even if a person is executed in prison, the last meal may not be a feast for the eyes, but it can still be relatively good.

【I didn’t expect that I would be in the final round without realizing it. 】

[I used to laugh at others for bringing delicious food into dungeons, but I actually prepared some for myself.]

【Question everyone, understand everyone, become everyone! 】

[If I had money, I would have wanted to have a good meal for my last meal, but unfortunately, I could only have a more expensive quick-heat hot pot for my last meal.]

[Rich people’s food is all customized. When I was eating the soaked tripe hotpot, the rich people were eating the quick-heated seafood abalone.]

……

The audience kept sighing that before the copy came, no one could have imagined that one day they would have the opportunity to prepare their own last meal.

After two days, there are only about fifty survivors left out of the three hundred.

These fifty people are already the final elites, and more or less have copy props acquired from previous trades.

"No, where's my food!" A man returned to the place where he had originally placed the food. He had just randomly found a cool place to put it there, and he also marked it.

Now, the signs are still there, but the food is gone.

"Fuck, who took my meal? It's my last meal, didn't I prepare some for myself?"

"Grass!"

"Someone stole from me, so I'll steal from you too."

Shouting and cursing rang out in countless live broadcast rooms because everyone discovered that the food they had prepared was gone.

They wanted to steal other people's food, but they either didn't know where other people's food was stored, or it was gone when they went there.

Some people watching the live broadcast were also filled with indignation, and their sense of substitution was maximized. This incident was even more hateful than the theft of takeaway food!

[It's not iron juice! Who is so wicked in copy No. 9? Stealing other people's food?! ]

[I have watched countless live broadcast rooms, but I have not seen a single survivor stealing food? ]

[Evil spirits don't eat human food, so was it stolen by someone trying to survive or was it thrown by evil spirits? ]

[I didn’t feel any sense of empathy when I saw other survivors running away. Now when I see my food being stolen, I get really angry! ]

(End of this chapter)