It had only been two days since the infection fully erupted across Bed City, so the number of survivors should still have been considerable.
So seeing a second group did not come as much of a surprise.
But the people surrounding the Humvee this time were clearly different from the few who had been tortured out of their minds before.
All four were men, and though their eyes lit up with admiration when they saw Busujima Saeko and the others, there was none of that lecherous look in them.
It was not because they were particularly noble. It was because they all looked so weak and pale, as if they had been starving for days!
And that was indeed the case...
"W-We mean no harm. We just heard the vehicle and wanted to see if there was any food. We haven't eaten for two days. Please, have mercy on us."
The moment the four grown men saw the guns and long-handled weapons on them, they immediately gave up all resistance and dropped to their knees. Their crowbars and clubs fell to the ground as they burst into tears without a shred of dignity.
A woman trying to lose weight might go for long periods eating only small amounts of food.
But after two days without eating while remaining under constant, extreme mental strain, anyone would be close to breaking down. Hunger and thirst were instinctive fears second only to suffocation.
Through their incoherent rambling, the four roughly explained what had happened to them. It was hard to say whether they had been lucky or unlucky. In the early days of the outbreak, they had hidden inside a store and escaped disaster.
But it had been nothing more than a bicycle shop, without even a scrap of food.
With man-eating monsters