Survival in the apocalypse: I exploited a bug in an infinite dungeon.

These days, the police send out a group of people every day to fish on the fishing platform.

On the twelfth day of the game, they actually caught a sea fish in the afternoon.

It's hard to tell what kind of animal it is, but it's almost a meter long, enough for several people to have a full meal.

Before they could even finish making their own assignments, the first mate and the thugs arrived.

The first mate and his group just wanted to watch the excitement, but these thugs were there to rob us outright.

On the fishing platform, a dozen people holding various aggressive weapons surrounded the anglers.

The leader, with a roguish grin, said, "Hey buddy, you can't finish such a big fish, can you share some with us?"

"That's right, we haven't had meat for days, this fish is just what we need to satisfy our cravings." The others chimed in, and then everyone burst into laughter.

The people surrounded were ashen-faced and remained silent.

They wanted to refuse outright, but the other side had more people and weapons; they were no match for them.

The leader's face darkened when he saw they remained silent: "Are they mute? They're not answering me? Brothers, since reasoning with them won't work, let's talk about something else."

After he finished speaking, several men holding sticks walked out and sneered as they approached the man holding the fish.

Seeing this, the other ordinary people quickly stood in his way and refused to give way.

But who are these thugs? They've been breaking and robbing people so much these past few days that they've become quite daring.

Without giving these people a chance to resist, he swung the stick and started hitting them, his face fierce.

Some people were knocked to the ground and rolled around in pain.

Some were stirred to bloodlust: "Damn it, I'll fight you bastards to the death!" They grabbed a thug around the waist, turned around, and led their men back towards the sea.

The thugs didn't notice the change in direction and unleashed a barrage of blows on the man's back. The man grimaced in pain but didn't let go.

With a "plop," the two fell directly into the water.

It was like a switch; the people on both sides immediately started fighting, and no one paid any attention to the people in the water.

At this moment, the police arrived with other people, and a large number of thugs also arrived.

The two sides got into a fight on the platform.

The thugs had weapons, while the ordinary people were driven by rage, and the two groups fought to a standstill.

As the battle intensified, more and more people fell into the water.

Some of the wounded people fell into the water and quickly turned the seawater red.

The fact that they caught sea fish means they may have encountered a school of fish today.

If no one fell into the water, that might be good news.

The problem is that some people have fallen into the water, and others are injured.

The smell of blood quickly attracted the creatures hunting the fish.

Before these people could even climb back onto the platform, they sensed some enormous shadows appearing underwater.

Before they could react, they were dragged underwater by a tremendous force, without even having a chance to scream.

Those who had already climbed onto the platform screamed in terror upon seeing this.

But the people in the water had already been dragged away, and patches of blood surfaced, quickly turning the sea near the platform red.

The people fighting didn't pay any attention to his shouts.

They're all fighting, so how can they not shout a few times to boost morale?

But soon, those on the edge of the platform also became targets of the hunters in the water.

One after another, huge figures leaped nimbly out of the water, their smooth shapes gleaming in the sunlight.

Upon seeing this, everyone's expression changed drastically; it was a shark!

The memory of my first encounter with a shark resurfaced in my mind, and then someone shouted, "Run!"

Everyone stopped fighting and ran straight upstairs.

The commotion they caused was too great, and since the sharks were hunting fish nearby, they came running at the smell of blood.

Not just one or two, but a whole flock.

The platform was wet, making it somewhat slippery.

The stampede naturally occurred when hundreds of people pushed and shoved each other.

This gave the shark time.

They leaped up in an orderly fashion, opened their mouths and pounced on the people. Regardless of whether they caught their prey or not, they would give up their position to other companions.

The screams echoed through the sky, a horrifying sound for those who hadn't gone down.

Both Shi Jinwei and Si Bo could see down from their balconies, and upon hearing the sound, they immediately came out and looked down.

Then I witnessed a scene that was comparable to hell on earth.

Those who fled did not look back, still shaken.

Those left behind panicked even more, and some even pushed the people behind them down in an attempt to buy themselves time.

The person who fell down bumped into the person behind them, and the chain reaction caused the person behind them to also fall down because they couldn't stand properly.

One after another, they fell, and those closest to the edge became the sharks' prey.

In order to survive, they were willing to sacrifice the lives of others.

On a large platform with hundreds of people, only a few dozen managed to escape in the end.

Besides those who perished in the bellies of fish, many more were trampled to death by their own kind.

The two took in everything, exchanged a silent glance, and then went back to their rooms.

Shi Jinwei felt a heavy weight in her heart. The first time they encountered a shark, they even helped their companions escape.

Now, to save his own life, he's personally delivering his companion into the shark's mouth.

Game acceleration is indeed terrifying; by the twelfth day, people had already begun to lose their humanity.

She didn't dare to think about what would happen in the next seventeen days.

But what she didn't know was that the thugs who escaped back were all the same kind of people, and they didn't think there was anything wrong with abandoning someone.

The situation is different with the police.

Many people witnessed their loved ones being pushed alive into the water.

If it weren't for these living people, how could they have died?

Because I'm sad, I think a lot.

The more I think about it, the angrier I feel.

Their grief and helplessness needed an outlet, and the living naturally became the best excuse.

But those who are alive also have families, and naturally they cannot stand by and watch such a thing happen.

Thus, a new conflict ensued, and trust teetered on the brink of collapse.

On the thirteenth day of the game, the atmosphere on the ship became increasingly tense.

No one dared to go fishing anymore.

As time went on, food became increasingly scarce for all factions.

The fear of hunger intensified once again, looming over everyone's hearts.

The originally kind faces of ordinary people are distorted by hunger and fear.

Yesterday's events seemed to be a trigger, causing them to become wary of each other.

Gone was the friendliness and trust of before; instead, there was a deep desire to survive and wariness of others.

But the thugs were even more unscrupulous.

Robberies involving forced entry are becoming increasingly frequent.

Finally, a woman, holding a crying baby in her arms, cried out in despair, "Why do you only torment us? What about the crew members? They've been hiding in their rooms for over ten days, isn't it because they have food?"

She shouted this very loudly, loud enough for most of the people in the building to hear.