Volume 9: Molten Mine Chapter 456 Seven and a Half Days
"There are three human corpses here. If handled properly, eating them will not cause prion infection. Maybe..." Ivan turned his gaze to the corpse lying on the ground.
"That's absolutely not possible." The hound rejected it outright. "This is the bottom line. Even if I starve to death, I will never treat my own kind as food... Only wild beasts would do that. This is the difference between humans and animals."
"I'm just suggesting..." Before Ivan could finish his words, his expression suddenly changed drastically, as if he remembered something horrible. He bent over and began to dry heave. Layton and Zhuoligetu hurried forward to support him.
"Doctor, what's wrong with you? Are you okay?" Leighton asked hurriedly.
"Sorry, I just... said something I shouldn't have said." Ivan nodded to the hound, then turned to look at Ke Lan - Ke Lan noticed that there was an indescribable worry and a hint of imperceptible despair in his eyes.
"Ke Lan, I seem to have become a little... I'm worried, what if..." He said in a very low voice, and the corner of his eye quietly swept over his prosthetic limb.
"Don't worry." Ke Lan knew what he was worried about, so she walked up to him and patted him on the shoulder. "If it really comes to that, I will help you deal with it... But before that, don't do anything stupid."
"Ahem...Okay..." Ivan stood up straight and subconsciously covered his prosthetic limb with his other hand. He always felt a dull pain at the connection between the prosthetic limb and the flesh, as if tiny tentacles were coming out of the flesh - although he knew that all this was just an illusion caused by fear, this illusion was so real that it could .
Although the invading cells of the Seed of Erosion have been suppressed, the psychological shadow left behind is difficult to erase. It is difficult for people who have not experienced it personally to understand that kind of despair.
The hound stood aside, staring at Ivan for five minutes before turning away and saying to everyone, "I propose that the remaining food be kept in a unified manner and distributed at regular intervals and in fixed quantities. Only in this way can we last longer. No one should have any objections, right?"
Apart from Valentina's special situation, the hound himself is the one with the most food, and his proposal will not cause resentment from others... What's more, the relationship between the members of the hunting group has long reached the point where they can trust their lives to each other, so there is no possibility of unfair distribution.
Ke Lan immediately stuffed all of his remaining food into the hound's hands: "Old dog, you are more experienced than me in this area, you manage these supplies."
"Okay." Hound nodded, then looked at Aya and her agents, "What about you?"
"..." Aya Breya hesitated for a second, then handed the remaining food to the hound.
Various canned foods, compressed biscuits, energy bars and the like were piled up in front of the hound into a hill half a meter high, while he himself was holding a tablet computer, counting the types and quantities of supplies and recording them at the same time.
"In total, there are eight bags of standard self-heating military rations, six large bags of instant meal replacements, forty-seven compressed biscuits, sixty energy bars, twenty-five cans of various kinds, plus two strips of beef jerky that are as hard as rock and a bottle of 'Blue Capsules'," said the Hound. "It looks like a lot of stuff, but the problem is that there are a lot of mouths to feed. One, two, three... twelve, a total of twelve people, and in order to ensure combat effectiveness, we can't let you go hungry... Based on my experience, our supplies are only enough for four days at most. Of course, using mechas to travel can save a lot of calories, so let's say five days."
The Hound held up five fingers and continued, "If we still can't get out of this hellhole after five days, we'll have no choice but to take drugs. But even if you haven't taken this 'blue capsule', you must have heard of it... It's not a good thing. It can only keep us going for two more days, that is, seven days. I still have seven days left."
"By the way, doctor." Hound walked to the lifeboat and patted the porthole on the hatch vigorously. "Does this guy need to eat?"
"He is in his current state and cannot eat. He can only rely on nutrient solution to sustain life... However, the main ingredient of the nutrient solution injected into him is glucose. If our rations are finished, this thing can also replace food." Ivan replied.
"I almost forgot about this. How much nutrient solution did we bring?" The hound suddenly smiled maliciously at Park Sangyou.
Ivan: "If it's just for him, it can last about seven days."
"Did you hear me? If we still haven't found a way out in the last two days , don't blame me for drinking up all your nutrient solution first." The Hound said, "If we all starve to death, you will definitely not be able to get out by yourself. It's better to leave the hope of life to us, don't you think, Dr. Park... Park what-you?"
"Wait... wait, I remember there should be some emergency supplies in the storage compartment inside my life capsule. You can look through it, maybe you can find something to eat..." Park Sang-woo said immediately.
"You're saying this now? Don't tell me you didn't think of it before..." The Hound said with some dissatisfaction, "Do you want to keep this supply for yourself? With your current condition, will it be of any use to you? Can you eat it?"
"I... I really couldn't remember it for a moment... The bodies found before had such a huge impact on me..." Park Sang-woo tried to defend himself.
"Forget it, forget it. I'll trust you for a little while longer." The Hound said as he opened the life capsule and took out two bags of supplies sealed with waterproof film from the storage compartment that Park Sang-woo mentioned.
One bag contained first aid supplies such as painkillers, hemostatic gel and bandages, and the other bag contained two one-liter bottles of purified water and six bags of paste-like "synthetic nutrition meal", which is commonly known as "soap-flavored ointment" - a standard bag of this stuff can meet the calorie consumption of an adult for a whole day, and if diluted with purified water, it can just keep the people in the lifeboat for a week. But if it is to be divided among twelve people, these six bags of nutrition meal are only enough for half a day.
"Hey, I've squeezed the last bit of money out of this kid." The Hound shook the bag in his hand. "Seven and a half days, this is our limit."
"Seven and a half days is enough." Ke Lan nodded. "I remember Dr. Park Sang-woo said that the volume of 'Aguna Kator' is about one-sixth of the Ark. Assuming we are really inside this ancient battleship, as long as we don't encounter a maze or a teleportation device next, these seven and a half days are enough for us to go back and forth."
"It's over. It would have been fine if you hadn't said anything. Once you said it, I felt like we would definitely run into a maze and a teleportation device..." The Hound couldn't help but whispered, "Don't you always dislike setting goals for yourself? Why don't you care this time?"
"What I'm worried about is not the maze and the teleportation device... We won't necessarily die if we encounter these things... But if we encounter something more deadly..."
"Stop, be quiet, I already understand what you mean, don't say any more." The hound shouted hurriedly, "You should think about how we can leave this tunnel first."
