Chapter 28 (1/2)

Campbell Brian was a Lifer from America. He had been accepted into Field of Meat with 9 comrades and came into the mission 26 days ago.

20 days passed since they had been captured and he was the only survivor. His party was the first to attempt Field of Meat.

Lloyd’s team had thought that they would be the first, but they were wrong.

The world was large and there was a huge population. Talented Lifers all claimed that they were the best, but competition was fierce.

According to Campbell, 20 Lifers died in the meat locker instead of 15, and 9 people died outside while fighting the cannibals.

Though he lived, there were 30 people including himself – exactly 3 parties. Including Lloyd’s party, 4 had fallen for the cannibals’ trap.

“Are you saying that the cannibals learned while fighting with your party?”

“That’s right. It must have been their first time battling with Lifers because we were dominant at first, but they became more cunning with time. That’s how this happened.”

They had not just been captured. They had taken a few hundred down with them.

“It seems they have the intellect of a 4 or 5 year old. You said that you were captured with an electric net? That’s an item that the party before you had.”

Campbell had spoken with the dying Lifers and found out the details of how they fought with the cannibals and how they were captured.

It was to help him survive. It was precious information that could not be traded for money.

“They were clumsy with the 2nd party, but the 3rd was different.”

The 3rd party had been caught when they fell into a hole in the ground. Not all of them fell in but the outcome was obvious because their power had been divided.

“They become more intelligent as they fight, and we just happened to be the 4th party.”

“Why did they keep you alive? Not just for a day or two, but for dozens?”

Carlyle tossed a question sharply. Lifers were meat to cannibals. It was definite for them to eat him but to keep him alive? Something did not make sense.

“There are 2 things. Their intention is to dry me out slowly since I killed hundreds of their kin and I am helping them a little in order to stay alive.”

“Help?”

“If you stay alive, you will find out. It’s a bother to say anymore.”

Campbell changed the subject as though they would find out even if he did not tell them.

It could be that he did not want to tell them. It was a way to stay alive even for a little bit longer. The second he shared it, he would become useless to the cannibals.

Carlyle did not ask further either. In this state, he was going to end up being eaten by the cannibals. The only difference was in whether it would be faster or slower.

“Ke ke! Those guys are lucky. I’m sure they’ll have quit by now?”

Carlyle thought of Cha Jun Sung. He had resented them when they quit, but he was now envious. Had that not saved their lives?

“Who do you mean?”

“We also came in as a full party, but 2 people left because there was friction. I’m pretty sure they gave up and went back.”

“Those are some lucky people.”