Out of Two, One Will Live

The word 'food' made Li Yao shudder. He asked, "They could've explored the space zones nearby, or search on the remains of the fleet after the apocalypse. Perhaps they could collect enough resources to build their own space towns and recycling system."

"You are right," Bai Xinghe said, "but the solutions were too far away to resolve the imminent problems. Both the exploration and the search required plenty time and resources, and they had neither of those.

"Oh, I was wrong."

Bai Xinghe put on the creepiest smile that Li Yao had ever seen, as he said, "They had resources but not enough to sustain every one of them on board.

"If all the resources were concentrated, chances were than one tenth of the Fire Stealers could survive."

Li Yao thought of something and immediately pictured something scary in his mind.