Of course it would.
So, in the eerie silence of the suddenly still waters, the monstrous bloom decided to prioritize itself.
But then again, how could humans—the frailest species in the interstellar realm—have survived this long if not for their absurd resilience and sheer tenacity?
So much so that, in the face of calamity, one young man thought not just of strategy, nor of retreat, but of the magic of bread and butter.
Yes. Bread and butter.
The dinner earlier had taken the soldiers of Zone Four by extreme surprise, and by the time the final burp echoed through the shelter, they collectively realized that such a magical thing had truly happened.
"Wow," someone muttered in quiet awe, too full to move yet too dazed to sleep.
But apparently, the night was far from over.
Because when the next batch of items was distributed, and the staff rolled out what appeared to be emergency kits, everyone froze in confusion.
