Chapter 10 8. Power off

September 24, 200X 10:05 AM Suddenly plunged into the darkness, everyone became panicked in an instant, temporarily forgetting the dispute just now.I can't see anyone's face now, I just feel some figures moving in the dark.I heard the terrified voice of the fat woman: "What's going on? Is there a power outage! How could this happen?" "Everyone, don't panic, and don't move in a hurry. Does anyone have a lighter?" The voice of the middle-aged uncle. "I have it here." With the sound of the voice, there was a "snap", and a gleam of fire ignited in the darkness, and I saw the red-haired boy's dim yellow face.He lit a lighter and came to our side, the flames were dancing, and everyone's faces were changing in different shades of light and dark, making these faces look eerie, strange and inexplicable at this moment.

The middle-aged uncle asked the female clerk: "Do you have any emergency measures for power failure in your supermarket?" "No, we're just a small supermarket here, and it's impossible to bring our own generator. And...the power has never been cut off before." "Then what can be illuminated now, such as flashlights, candles and the like." "The supermarket sells flashlights." The female clerk pointed to a shelf on one side and said, "It seems to be on the top floor over there." The uncle said to the red-haired gangster, "Come on, let's get it." They held the lighter and walked towards the row of shelves.On our side, the fashionable girl took out her mobile phone and turned on the backlight, barely bringing in a little light.

After a while, the uncle and the red-haired gangster came back with a flashlight each. They turned on the flashlight facing upwards, and two beams of light came out, like two lighthouses in the dark illuminating our surroundings. The fashionable girl asked the uncle: "Why don't you bring more flashlights? At least one person should have one." "There are so many flashlights, but the batteries in the supermarket are limited. If we don't use them economically, there may be no light at all in the future." The fashionable girl muttered: "Anyway, I don't intend to stay here any longer..."

At this time, the bearded man snatched the flashlight from the red-haired gangster involuntarily, and walked straight to the door. He shone the light on the electric switch on the wall, looked at it for a while, and cursed: "Damn, it didn't trip, really!" It's a power outage." The little boy with a fair face looked at the middle-aged uncle: "From what you mean, this call won't come again?" "Are you still asking such naive questions?" His girlfriend said in surprise, "Do you think the sudden power outage at this time is a coincidence? Don't you naively think that this is a temporary power outage?"

The fat woman reminded with a gloomy expression: "The news says that people in our area have been evacuated. Of course, the power plant... has stopped working." The boy with a fair face opened his mouth blankly, his voice seemed to have left him. "Damn it!" The bearded man by the door yelled again: "The electric drill is useless!" He paused for a moment and said angrily, "But it doesn't matter, I can open the door with just this hammer and a hacksaw !" The middle-aged uncle walked over and said to him: "I know it's pointless to persuade you at this time. But, before you open the door, I want to make one last request to you - believe me, this is also helpful to you Good." The bearded man stared at him hesitantly: "What request?"

"Wait another ten hours. That is to say, wait until tomorrow morning before you break open the door." The big man narrowed his eyes and asked, "What does this mean? Since the door is going to be smashed open, what is the difference between today and tomorrow? Could it be possible to stay here for one more day, so that you will be more comfortable?" The middle-aged uncle took out the MP3 from his pocket and squeezed it in his hands: "At least, let's use it to learn about the situation for another day. If the situation has not changed by tomorrow morning, or the situation has gotten worse, then I will They will help you break open the door."

The bearded man stared into his eyes and said, "Let me remind you of one thing. The power is out now, and this MP3 player can no longer be charged. If you use it to listen to radio news, it can only last for a day or two at most." "I know, that's why I said, wait another day." The two of them looked at each other for a while, and the bearded man nodded slightly and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you again until tomorrow. But let me tell you, at nine o'clock tomorrow morning, no matter what, I'm sure I'll knock on the door with my hands." He picked up the hacksaw from the ground, waved it twice in the air, turned his head and looked at the crowd viciously and said, "If anyone comes to stop me at that time, don't blame me for being rude."