Chapter 5 3. Terrible conjectures

September 23, 200X at 8:45 am In my daze, I was awakened by the voice of a rude man.I opened my eyes and saw a bearded man standing in front of the counter and shouting at the female shop assistant: "Hey! Didn't you say that your boss will come to open the door in the morning? Why is there no movement yet?" "I don't know either... Logically, it's time to come, but..." The female clerk looked embarrassed and at a loss. "What time is it now?" the middle-aged uncle asked. The fashionable girl looked at her mobile phone: "It's eight forty-five."

"When does your boss usually open the door?" The middle-aged uncle asked the female clerk. "Usually it's half past eight." "Wait a little longer." The middle-aged uncle said to everyone.The bearded man hummed impatiently. I got up from the ground and walked over to stay with everyone.I noticed that the only people who hadn't "woke up" at this time were the old woman and the red-haired punk in the corner.Everyone else was standing at the door of the supermarket.The most anxious one was still the single mother. Her face was swollen and her eye circles were darkened. She looked as if she hadn't closed her eyes at all last night.

After another twenty minutes of waiting, it was already nine past five.The big man finally couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted: "Hey, how long are we going to wait here? I don't think that boss will come at all!" Everyone looked at the saleswoman, but she seemed more bewildered than anyone else.She panicked and said: "No... The boss will never give up his shop. Unless..." The sentence "unless" hangs in the air, and there is no more words for a long time.The fat woman took it and said, "You want to say, unless the boss has encountered an accident or suffered some accident, isn't it?"

The clerk's face turned pale.My heart also sank heavily. After a few seconds of silence, the bearded man roared violently: "Damn, I don't believe that everyone outside is dead!" He rushed to the door, pounded on the rolling door with his big purple fist, and In the roar, he shouted: "Hey! Is there anyone outside! Go ask someone to open this damn door!" He kept banging, yelling, and even cursing.This went on for ten minutes, and we watched as he finally gasped and hoarse, and finally kicked the shutter door violently to let him down. The boy with a fair face shook his head fearfully and said, "Oh my god, there is no response to beating the outside like this. Could it be that there is no one in the whole street outside?"

"How is it possible, where have all these people gone?" His girlfriend asked with staring eyes. "Maybe they're all infected by a virus," said a trembling voice.All eyes were on the past—it was the fat woman in black. "That man said, it won't be long before our area will be attacked by that terrible virus." "Hey, wait a minute." The boy with a fair face clasped his hands and said, "Do you mean they're all sick and in the hospital; or are they all already..." "It's dead!" The big man sitting paralyzed at the door suddenly shouted, "I think the people outside are really dead!"

"Ah!" the single mother screamed in despair and pain, tearing up, "Don't say that! I beg you, don't say that!" "Yes, don't say such depressing words." The middle-aged uncle said seriously, "This kind of thinking will only make us look more hopeless and helpless. In my opinion, we must first find a way to find out what happened outside thing." "I agree." A soft voice came from behind me.I turned around and saw that red-haired little bastard was standing behind me at some point.He raised one hand carelessly, and said in a drawn out voice, "At least I want to know what that 'horrible virus' is."

"It's a pity that the damn mobile phone has no signal." The fashionable girl said dejectedly. "If we can't get in touch with the outside world, try to obtain some kind of information unilaterally." This little bastard who always impressed me seemed to be calmer and more sober than anyone else.He walked around the counter slowly and asked the female clerk, "Is there a computer here?" "No." The saleswoman shook her head. "Where's the TV?" "nor." The red-haired gangster rolled his eyes and waved his hands in the air: "Great, this place is still living in the Middle Ages."

The middle-aged uncle walked over and asked, "So is there a radio?" "No..." The female clerk was about to shake her head when she suddenly remembered something, "Ah, wait, although I don't have a radio, I have an MP3 on me, and I used it to listen to the radio before." "Take it out quickly." The uncle said eagerly, "Try it on the radio." The female clerk took out a small black MP3 from her purse, put the earplugs in her ears, and then pressed a button on the right to adjust the wave frequency.All eyes were on her. After more than a minute, the female clerk shouted: "I have received a station!"

"What's inside?" The single mother rushed over and stared at her anxiously. The female clerk frowned and shook her head, "It's a music station, where pop songs are playing, but no news." "It's good if you can receive it!" The middle-aged uncle seemed a little excited, "I'll search for other stations, especially the local ones!" The female clerk continued to debug, and everyone paid attention to her, but she couldn't help shaking her head and sighing: "It's an advertisement, no... this station doesn't have it either, it's telling stories... oh, it's still singing..."

After more than ten minutes, she took off her earplugs in frustration, and said to everyone: "No, none of the stations I received broadcast news. And it's strange, I can only receive stations from other places, not local stations. FM to At the local radio station, it was just noise." Everyone looked at each other, and the fat woman in black said gloomyly from behind: "This means that there is no one on the radio station in our city now." The middle-aged uncle did not give up hope: "It's okay, it's good to be able to receive stations from other places. And it may not be news time, try listening to it at noon later." He said to the female shop assistant, "If not, you can give the MP3 to Me, I am more patient, if you keep listening, you will always hear some relevant news.”

The saleswoman nodded and handed him the MP3.The red-haired gangster said, "This is the only way we can understand the outside world."