Super Trick or Treat System

He sighed: "We have explored everything except ultrashort waves." "Before we start to study these instruments, I must get the instruments from the laboratory."

June nodded from where she was sitting on the high stool on the table. But I didn't hear it. He made subtle adjustments to the radio environment and listened to his attention.

"I have something." he shouted. "Lee Bad. June. Insert my panel. Someone is talking. The voice is loud. It must be close."

The rest immediately followed his orders, but only the final voice change could be heard. Then the silence settled down again.

"What did he say." The young man cried.

"I don't understand. Some foreign languages." The chemist was angry at the disappointment. "But I will recognize this voice among thousands of voices. We must keep in touch with him. Maybe he can help us. God knows we need help. Quickly, Li Bad. You are an expert. See if you can get an answer. ."

The baron leaned over his instrument, his heart beating faster. The terrible loneliness he had been fighting with was broken. The others are still alive!

A few minutes passed, and the evening lights disappeared. They were too excited to turn on the lights. Shadows crawled out of the corners, enclosing them. In the end, a faint voice came from their ears. But these words are difficult to understand.

The girl sounded a little confused, "It sounds a bit like Greek, but it's not."

The baron adjusted the direction finder and made rough calculations.

"From the southeast and far away." He breathed.

"Then I said a word," the doctor panted. "\',\'Yes."

"What does this tell us?" Li froze, his nerves jumped.

"It's the Hindu word for cannabis, nothing more. My lord, buddy, don't you understand? The station is in India. Those who operate it are using our solution.

"Listen!" Li Bady shouted.

Here is a conflict between grinding and receiver. Then a new sound, harsh and excited, almost stirred their eardrums.

"Watch out! Watch out!" it screamed. "Don't believe him. He is the devil and has put the world to sleep. His mind is rotten by marijuana. He is the demon of..." Then there was a dull and harsh voice. The voice screamed and disappeared.

In the dark laboratory, the faces of three listeners stood out like white oval cardboard.

"What do you think?" The baron finally stammered.

"It seems that at least in New York, the only people alive are the big addicts. They are the most depraved and vicious demons." The doctor stopped, his eyes widened with fear. June quietly approached him and threw an arm at his trembling shoulder. "Can't you see? Their concept of time has also expanded. Like us, they have not been affected. But unlike us, they use pure products. Smokers are, of course, murderers, murderous criminals. God!"

"Are they responsible for the end of time?" asked Li Huai.

"I don't know. Maybe some of the masters are supporting it-some engineering wizards have only recently succumbed to this drug, or his body is so strong that his intelligence has not been destroyed."

The little doctor pulled off the earphones and sorted out the sparse white hair. His face was tired and shabby, but his chin pushed forward tenaciously.

"We are making progress," he shouted. "We know that the possible author of this disaster is a drug addict, and he is nearby. We know that he has no scruples, because the person who warned us was undoubtedly killed. And I firmly believe that those very short bands have secrets... Let's start our day's work. We look like ghosts. Tomorrow morning, you and June will get the equipment you need on the other side of the river. I will stay here to guard. You'd better raid a pharmacy and buy some of our saviors. More. It’s listed under "Hindu cannabis."

It's awesome, the dawn of him the next morning was clear and cold. At the beginning of October, there was a chill in the apartment. The baron's legs swayed on the edge of Davenport in the living room, staring at the frost-covered trees in Central Park. The leaves fell before the breeze, and swirled hills formed on the leaves hanging on the street. Li Badi couldn't help thinking that thousands of disaster victims littered the earth. They seemed to accuse him of being alive. Well, if Mansis is right, maybe everything can be restored before winter comes.

In June, when he and the doctor came for breakfast, he was singing. Obviously, she wanted to forget what happened the night before, so they laughed and joked, as if they were planning to go on a picnic instead of traveling through the dead city.

The hotel lobby was the last place they saw when they went downstairs. The waiter still nodded on the bench. A traveling salesman bent over the one-week-old The Times, as if he would wake up in a few minutes, glance at the mainland, and then continue reading. The child they rescued is still lying on the sofa. Her golden hair outlines her cheeks like a halo. An arm was thrown on her head. Although she hadn't breathed for several days, she seemed to be ready to wake up.

"All this makes me feel very lonely." June said softly against the engineer's arm. "I want to cry-or whistle to keep my courage."

"Don't worry," Li Badi replied softly, clapping his hands, speaking more than he thought. "We will find a way out."

She clasped his arm and smiled at him with new courage. In fact, since his first visit to the apartment, the Baron has been envious of the doctor's charming daughter for months. Although they have never talked about love between them, they often go to dance or go to the theater together, and the strong friendship is strengthened. Now, the closer connection between them and the firm courage she showed made this connection stronger.

Niubihe went out into the fresh morning mist, crossed the body ladder of a scavenger who was lying in the gutter, and entered the doctor's car. In the silent city they drove through, the baron watched carefully to avoid crashing into a stalled car or weirdly spreading dead bodies.

There was a pile of wrecked cars in the center of the Queensboro Bridge and they were forced to separate them to pass. While they were engaged in this arduous job, a drifting ferry crashed into the dock, shaking the captain of dreams.

"I used to like fairy tales," June Yin. "They are really scary."

"I love you, June," he whispered, seemingly worried that the sleeping driver of the tangled car would eavesdrop. "Do not be afraid."

"I am not-now," she smiled through tearful eyes. "I have loved you for a few months, Li Huai. No matter what happens, we have each other."

He helped her get back to the car and drove quietly. In the end, the plants dimmed before them and became Egyptian tombs. Li Bai felt that he had entered the restricted area, so he took him to the office. Somehow, without its usual noisy and bright lights, it looks like an alien.

After entering the room, he forgot to hesitate and began to use collection equipment-strangely shaped neon tubes, reflectors, coils, electrodes. Soon, there was a pile of materials on his desk.

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