Song Fei and the others told Lin Dilei about the situation in the dormitory and how they escaped. Lin Dilei heard her classmates jumping off the building one after another, her eyes turned red, and when she heard the school song, she was angry that they were not serious. But when Song Fei and the others finished speaking, she stopped talking and sat there quietly holding the instant noodles bucket, not knowing what she was thinking.

The supermarket has become very warm, and this warmth has a feeling of stuffiness, making people breathe hard. But compared to the cold dormitory with no heating, it is really much better.

Six people were speechless for a moment.

The highly nervous nerves slowly relax, and the next thing comes is the return of reason. The siege of reality and the hopelessness of the future make everyone feel unconsciously depressed.

"Fuck!" Song Fei suddenly felt enlightened and slapped his thighs, "Landline, there is a landline in the office!"

A word awakens the dreamer.

All the friends seemed to have been injected with chicken blood, including Lin Dilee. At this time, she was concerned about her aunt and second uncle. She jumped up three feet high and rushed to the office area inside!

There are three separate offices and an employee lounge in the office area. The former belongs to managers, finance, supervisors, etc., while the latter is a place for cashiers, sorters, etc. to have dinner and rest. Employees need to change their uniforms, so the entire lounge is opaque. Song Fei and others store the three zombie corpses here, and they are invisible.

Among the three offices, the supervisor was closest to the sales area and was also the first place for six people to rush into.

Song Fei ran in the front, grabbed the phone and pressed 110, but the beeping sound that entered his ears.

Song Fei didn't give up and wanted to dial it again, but after pressing the hang-up button, he realized that something was wrong before he could replay it - it wasn't that he called the busy tone of the post-110s, but that he picked up the phone, which was a busy tone.

The impatient Qiao Siqi saw that Song Fei had finished broadcasting the account and stopped moving with the receiver after he finished broadcasting it. He snatched it over to listen to it himself.

He reacted faster than Song Fei. He pressed the hang-up button and listened again, and then he understood what was going on.

"The line is blocked." Qiao Siqi wanted to smile bitterly, but in the end he didn't laugh, but just pulled the corner of his mouth bitterly. He handed the still beeping receiver to everyone, and the meaning was very obvious. If you don't give up, just try it.

Everyone tried it.

At this time, if you don’t hear the busy voice with your own ears, who will give up?

In fact, by the end, six people tried all the landlines in three offices one by one.

Without exception, it is all busy.

There is nothing more painful in the world than empty joy. If you don’t hold hope at the beginning, you may be able to die. But if you hold hope at the beginning and then you will be destroyed, you will not be able to even find the opportunity to survive in a desperate situation.

The six people returned to their original place dejectedly.

The warm air is even more stuffy.

"Turn off the air conditioner!" Qiao Siqi shouted, not knowing who it was to rush, not knowing whether it was sincere or simply venting.

Song Fei was in a bad mood and choked back without any mercy: "You are not afraid of the cold and some people are afraid of it, and the earth is not around you alone."

Qiao Siqi was already angry, and after being criticized like this, he sweared uncontrollably: "*!"

"Oh, fuck, who are you sending? You send it again... Damn! What's the thing?!" Song Fei was about to whine at the johns to swear to curse God's power. A cold object suddenly hit his cheek, which made him shudder and almost got a mouthful.

When I turned around, I saw that it was the old popsicle in Qi Yan's hand.

Fortunately, he still had the packaging, otherwise Song Fei would not even dare to imagine that feeling was so good. I am afraid that sixgod could match it.

"Where did you get it?" Song Fei asked, taking it and tearing it open the packaging.

"The freezer over there." Qi Yan distributed the remaining four to his partner, and opened the last one and put it in his mouth.

The cold touch is a nightmare for the cheeks, but it tastes sweet to the warm and stuffy tip of the tongue.

The irritable mood seemed to slowly cool down in this little bit of coolness.

"Well, cough," Qiao Siqi ate a big mouthful of popsicles and opened her face a little uncomfortable. "If you eat popsicles, you don't have to turn off the air conditioner."

Song Fei raised his eyebrows maliciously and said sarcastically: "That won't work, that's so hot. What should we do if our Xiao Qiao is so hot?"

Qiao Siqi turned his head and faced with Classmate Song: "I have never seen you so stingy!"

"Tsk," Song Fei raised his chin and pointed at Qi Yan, "You ask him."

Qiao Siqi looked at Qi Yan inexplicably.

The latter sincerely spread his hands: "I have never seen it before."

Qiao Siqi angrily threw a popsicle, who is going to find a brother in trouble?!

The scenery of the five male classmates eating popsicles together was not very beautiful. Lin Dilee originally wanted to endure it until the end, but she overestimated her ability and had to interrupt halfway and divert her attention: "There is no signal on the phone, the landline is not connected, and the network is also off. Does it mean that there is also... not optimistic outside?"

Yes or no?

Of course.

Otherwise, everyone would not be so depressed or irritable, and if they find faults, they need popsicles to cool down.

But no one wants to say it out loud, he avoids the fear of medical treatment, and self-deception of covering his ears and stealing the bell.

"Actually, it doesn't matter whether you are optimistic or not. I just want to know what's going on outside. Even if it's bad news, you can give it one." Zhou Yilu sat down powerlessly and expressed everyone's thoughts.

They can convince themselves not to be afraid and fight zombies head-on.

They can endure hardships, even if they are short of food and clothing.

But they could not bear to be completely isolated from the outside world. It was like a small boat that lost its power and direction, drifting with the flow on the confused sea, when will it be the head and where will it be the shore, and the people on the boat knew nothing. That feeling would drive people crazy.

"But there is still electricity and water," Lin Dilee replied by herself, "Does it mean... it's not completely hopeless?"

Yes or no?

Of course.

"There is still haze." Luo Geng finally found an opportunity and gave the goddess a different kind of encouragement. "With haze, there is human activities, and it is very likely that some industrial activities will still operate normally. The water and electricity are not interrupted, which also shows that the relevant facilities in the urban area are protected by strength!"

Qiao Siqi looked at Zhou Yilu in confusion, his eyes flashing. Why do you seem to have heard this?

Zhou Yilu raised his eyebrows and looked at Song Fei, "You man, do you want to declare copyright?"

Song Fei looked at Qi Yan beggingly. Lao Luo’s first love is not easy. He is already two centimeters shorter than the other girl, so he has to show off in the field of talent!

Qi Yan nodded in a difficult way, I understand.

"That's true," Lin Dilee smiled at Luo Geng unexpectedly, "Are you inferring these?"

Luo Geng swallowed his saliva: "Yes."

Lin Dilee shrugged: "I don't believe it."

"puff."

"Chew."

"Oh."

“Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha——”

Luo Geng: "Song Fei, you are laughing too much!"

My life is almost gone, and I still have to chase the goddess. Luo's actions brought great encouragement to my friends. As the saying goes, the boat will naturally straighten when it reaches the bridge. If you don't see hope, you won't work hard. They won't appear here, but will be trapped in the dormitory.

The friends who cheered up quickly divided the work and cooperated, counted everything that could be eaten and used in the supermarket, and finally sat together and summarized it in turn-

Qiao Siqi, who is responsible for counting food: "It's really the motherland on the tip of the tongue. I suspect that we may not be able to finish these things when we come to rescue them. Listen carefully to these rich varieties, puffed food, bread biscuits, noodles and vermicelli, sausage and pickles, eight-treasure porridge, canned meat, canned fish, canned fruits, melon seeds, peanuts, dried tomatoes, beef jerky, shredded squid, duck feet, spicy strips, chocolate, jelly..."

The small mine responsible for the summary: "Stop—"

Qiao Siqi: "Why?"

The other four people: "Because we are already hungry."

In addition to eating and drinking, there are two long rows of drinks, mineral water, and a wide range of drinks, honey, soybean milk, lotus root powder, etc. You can't imagine that you can't eat them without you. And this is just in the sales area. As for the warehouse, although I touched the key from the accounting drawer and opened it, I looked around and saw that there were layers of cardboard boxes, which was not easy to count for a while.

In contrast, the tool area is relatively barren-

Zhou Yilu: "Five folding fruit knives, five screwdrivers, four household scissors, ten utility knifes, six small art scissors, and a box of pencil sharpeners."

Song Fei: "There is no need to count the pencil sharpener..." How big the diameter can it be to stuff the zombie head in.

Qiao Siqi was a little disappointed: "Don't have a kitchen knife?"

Luo Geng was speechless: "Do you think the school will ask you to cut melons and vegetables in the dormitory?"

Lin Dilee wrote all these clearly on paper, put down her pen, and concluded: "There are these intuitive weapons now, but many of them are not weapons, and we can also use them. For example, burning 丨��**, putting alcohol in the glass 丨**, blocking the mouth of the ** and tied the cloth strips. Unfortunately, our school supermarket does not sell alcohol, but just follow this idea, we will definitely come up with other better tricks."

Lin Dilee's eyes were bright.

Four men bowed their heads in shame.

"Little landmine...sister," Qi Yan felt that he still needed to add a respectful title to express his respect, "I have given other tricks to you, such as burning 丨���**, it is really beyond our scope for us."

The little landmine raised his mouth and looked back and forth on the face of his comrades in disappointment.

Lin Dilee: "Didn't you hide such a sharp sushi knife in the dormitory?"

Zhou Yilu: "I swear to the sky just to make sushi, I admit, I'm a petty bourgeoisie..."

Lin Dilee: "Your military baton is simply a controlled weapon!"

Luo Geng: "High imitation, pure collection..."

Lin Dilee: "You still have a Swiss Army Knife!"

Qiao Siqi: "Other's..."

Lin Dilee: "Your fan... no, your chopsticks... forget it, pretend I didn't ask."

Song Fei: “…”
To be continued...