Chapter 52

At noon the next day, Vince and I went deep into the forest to find food. On the way, we always take precautions. Vince leads the way because he has much experience; I go behind and help make eyes behind his back.

In this forest, food is scarcer than I thought. I can't tell the exact time because I don't have a watch, but I'm sure I wandered through the woods for not under an hour.

Vince leaned back against the old tree, sighed, and looked into the distance. "This year, they seem to be working harder, not even giving them any food. Do they want us to eat each other to live?"

Even though it was just a joke, it was enough to make me shiver, so I pulled my neck back and asked cautiously. "Eating each other? Are you exaggerating?"

"Exaggerate? That's because you haven't witnessed the horrifying scene with your own eyes. I remember in the previous exam, there were at least four werewolves who died incompletely due to being torn apart by their kind to cook dinner. So, you better be careful