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

The thugs looked at each other in bewilderment, while the ordinary people suddenly had an idea.

For more than ten days, the crew on the ship have indeed been as silent as ghosts.

From the moment the first mate announced that food would no longer be provided, and from the moment the young man received the master key from the staff, staff members were rarely seen in this farce.

Once the realization was made, both sides backed down.

The thugs reported the incident to their boss, while the ordinary people went to find the police.

After the leaders of both sides discussed it, it seemed that... they really were fighting each other, and no staff members were seen.

The moment the idea was uttered, everyone shuddered.

There are more than 3000 staff members and more than 7000 tourists, a difference of more than double.

But now, we don't even know how many staff members there are, and the number of tourists has decreased by nearly 1000.

If this continues, the number of tourists will only decrease, and they dare not imagine what will happen in the end.

Everyone was getting restless and ran towards the staff's rest area.

As instructed by the first mate, the crew members naturally kept a close eye on what was happening on this side.

When they saw the crowd rushing towards their territory, they immediately closed the door to their rest area.

They didn't provide food from day one, not because they had no other food reserves.

It was to ensure they had enough to eat that they said all the ingredients could not be used.

Therefore, the doctor also secretly moved in, but everyone was too busy fighting every day to notice.

Sometimes when people go to the clinic to get medicine, they don't see anyone and assume that he is just away on business.

How can someone who can be fooled back down just because they've closed the door?

Several men carrying sticks emerged from the crowd and began smashing the hatch.

However, the hatch was made of thickened, extra-sturdy materials for safety. Their weapons simply couldn't break it.

However, it's impossible to get them to give up because of this.

Everyone then acted in perfect unison, scattering to search for usable items in various locations.

Soon, some tools that the crew had forgotten were found on the deck. Among them were tools like wrenches.

With so many tourists, there are naturally many professionals.

They directed the men with tools to begin removing the hatch.

However, it was an extremely long process, taking a full day and a half before everyone finally got the hatch sorted out.

On the afternoon of the fourteenth day of the game, the ship's staff finally faced off against the tourists.

People flooded into the staff break area and found snack wrappers and drinks everywhere.

Some food was taken out, and some was even left on the ground because it wasn't finished. Over time, it got moldy and turned into a moldy ball.

It is clear that these people have plenty of food, otherwise they wouldn't have wasted so much.

For nearly half a month, the tourists lived in fear because they had no food.

These staff members, however, lived their lives leisurely, surrounded by food.

To think that they were originally ants who should have served me, but because of food they became high and mighty, and I watched them fight and kill each other every day.

All the tourists were furious.

At this point, there was no need to say anything more; the person at the front simply threw what he was holding at the stunned staff member.

The chaos escalated further.

The man was holding something that looked like pliers.

Caught off guard, the crew member was hit on the forehead, bleeding profusely and letting out a piercing scream.

This also angered others.

In the not-so-spacious lounge, the two sides engaged in fierce combat.

The elites of high society, who are usually like thugs, grabbed a staff member and beat him up.

Soon people died, but anger makes people lose all reason.

If they couldn't beat them, they would bite them. Men and women attacked together, and the blood on the ground flowed more and more, resulting in heavy casualties on both sides.

In the end, the tourists won by sheer numbers; of the more than 3000 staff members, fewer than 500 remained.

Of the more than 6000 tourists, nearly 3000 were lost.

The victors, like robbers, looted everything inside, leaving the bruised and battered men lying on the ground, unable to get up.

The first mate also died in the riot; his body fell to the ground and was trampled into a pulp.

Despite the deaths of so many people, the tourists received enough food to last them a few more days.

At that moment, no one noticed that the staff members on the ground, breathing weakly, had eyes filled with hatred.

The tourists actually became more united because of this incident.

Although they were still divided into two groups, most of the young people, who were the main force in this battle, died, and their numbers were far fewer than those of ordinary people.

Faced with the disparity in numbers, even those who were extremely dissatisfied with the food distribution dared not cause trouble at this moment.

Ordinary people received plenty of food.

But they knew that if they continued to hide alone in their rooms as before, they would likely be broken into by others in a few days.

So in the end, everyone decided to stay together and divide the food equally.

The banquet hall on the first floor is the most suitable place because it is large enough.

However, after the poisoning incident, the place was closed, and a large padlock was put on the door to prevent anyone from entering.

There are also banquet halls on the twelfth floor and the top floor. We didn't choose these two places before because they can only accommodate a few thousand people. At the beginning, there were too many tourists and they couldn't accommodate everyone.

But now there are only 3,000 people left, so they have more options.

The rooftop banquet hall was open-air, and the sea breeze was too strong at night, so everyone opted for the banquet hall on the twelfth floor instead.

Once they reached the twelfth floor, these people locked the main door.

Someone suddenly thought of Shi Jinwei and Si Bo, and hesitantly asked, "Those two men with guns are still upstairs. Should we call them over?"

This remark drew ridicule from many: "Why are you playing the saint at a time like this?"

"Exactly, when we were fighting, did you see them? They didn't contribute, so why should they share our food?"

Some speculated, "They've been staying in their rooms the whole time; they must have had food, otherwise why wouldn't they come out?"

So the person who spoke first dared not say another word.

Shi Jinwei and Si Bo were naturally unaware that someone was still thinking about them.

It's the fifteenth night of the game, and the two of them actually went out.

Hiding behind the crowd, they were completely unnoticed in the chaos.

They didn't participate; they just watched these people fight like wild beasts, and quietly left once they knew the final outcome.

Now that they've gathered together, they don't look too happy.

After a moment of silence, Si Bo broke it first: "Do you have enough food?"

He had come several times, and Shi Jinwei didn't even have a suitcase, nor did he see any food from her, which he guessed was related to her skills.

Out of politeness, he didn't ask directly, but instead inquired in a different way.