Extreme germ phobia

Chapter 15: Sleepless Night (Please Read)

As the night deepened, Ou Yang leaned against the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing out silently.

The huge airport was pitch black, with only the outer perimeter brightly lit, separating the airport and the outside world into two worlds.

He tightened the thin blanket around him and tried his best to clear his tired mind.

After the protest ended, Councillor Norn did not stop, but continued to negotiate with the military to fight for the rights that passengers deserved.

Not only did food and medicine arrive one after another, but everyone was also given a blanket.

Looking at the label, it is unsurprisingly domestically produced.

There was a low buzzing sound in his ears, and Ou Yang slapped his face. He opened his hands and saw that he had missed.

He couldn't help but sigh, thinking how nice it would be if he had a bottle of cooling oil or toilet water.

Zhu Yiming turned over and sat up wrapped in a blanket: "Why aren't you sleeping yet?"

"I can't sleep. It's so uncomfortable," said Ou Yang.

"That's right!" Zhu Yiming felt the same way. "I've never missed my bed as much as I do now!"

There were at least a thousand passengers trapped at the airport, and the military had not prepared so many beds, so everyone could only make do on chairs or lie directly on the ground.

The seats are too cramped and the floor is too hard; neither is a good choice.

Ou Yang rolled his eyes. "Bed? You're really dreaming. Having a place to sleep is good enough."

Zhu Yiming chuckled and turned to look out the window: "Oh, it would be great if there were no virus."

"What kind of disease is it? It's fungus!" Ou Yang corrected.

"I know about fungi, but I still think it's better to call them viruses," Zhu Yiming insisted. "When I say fungi, I always think of mushrooms, without any sense of danger. But when I say viruses, it's different; the mere mention of them makes me tremble with fear."

Ou Yang was speechless, thinking, what's wrong with this?
Forget it, let him be.

He was too lazy to correct it.

Zhu Yiming retracted his gaze. "Hey, how come this thing is so powerful? I only knew that athlete's foot was caused by fungal infection before, but today I learned that fungi can also grow in the lungs. Do you think this counts as athlete's foot in the lungs?"

Several people argued, and Ou Yang shook his head, his emotions incoherent. "No, it's already this time, and you're still in the mood to joke?"

"Why can't I just be in a good mood?" Zhu Yiming asked curiously. "Every good thing in life needs to be enjoyed to the fullest. The world is already so fucked up. Being in a bad mood won't change the established facts. Why bother making things difficult for yourself?"

Ou Yang couldn't help but sigh: "I really envy you for being so free and easy."

"Hey, what's there to envy? I'm just open-minded." Zhu Yiming chuckled. "Life is but ten thousand days long. One day of suffering is another day of laughter. A family may have thousands of rooms, but only three feet of space is needed for sleeping. Life is just like that. From childhood to old age, it's full of obstacles that you can't overcome. But if you open your mind and don't be so ambitious, you will naturally have a smooth journey!"

"Why don't you just lie down and be done with it?" Ou Yang commented sarcastically, then sighed, "It's strange. I didn't feel anything when I heard this before. But when I heard it again today, it suddenly made so much sense."

"What's so strange about this? It's just that your state of mind is different. No matter who walks around the gate of the King of Hell, there will be some changes, right?" Having said that, Zhu Yiming's gaze passed through the airport and turned to the city.

Although the airport conditions are limited, it is at least an orderly place.

The situation was different in the city. The chaos continued, and the sirens were not as frequent as before, but the gunshots not only did not stop, but became more and more intense.

Several police helicopters circled overhead, and officers stationed outside the helicopters fired relentlessly at the ground. The fire, which had burned for half a day, remained extinguished, and instead ignited several more fires, its rays blazing upwards and illuminating half the sky.

The apocalyptic scene reminded Ou Yang of the fierce battle of Stalingrad. "Honestly, I really can't understand it. It's just a fungus, right? How can it be so powerful? Do you think it can be controlled?"

Zhu Yiming was silent for a moment: "It should be possible. The US military is still there, which means that everything is normal outside. The virus must not have spread."

The army is the country's last line of defense. As long as the army is there, the situation can be controlled. If the situation collapses completely, the army would have been in chaos long ago.

"Not necessarily." Ou Yang was very skeptical. "It's not that I'm pessimistic, but the Americans have never had a tradition of telling the truth. Do you think the major was telling the truth?"

"Whether it's true or not doesn't matter. The situation is so serious, the US military must know how dangerous this virus is. If an epidemic breaks out elsewhere, the US military will definitely be the first to step in and control the situation... Hey, can you be a little more optimistic? Why are you so depressed at such a young age?"

"Don't talk nonsense, I wouldn't!" Ou Yang said, "Whenever I encounter something, I always prepare for the worst."

"Then you two complement each other quite well!" Brother Zhang turned over and sat up.

"Brother Zhang, you haven't slept either?" Zhu Yiming asked.

"I'm worried, how can I sleep?" Brother Zhang said tiredly. "I'm worried all the time. I'm afraid if I fall asleep, I'll never wake up again."

"That's right." Ou Yang said.

The current situation is indeed a bit strange.

The aftermath of that wave of chaos in the evening was extremely strong. Although there has not been another large-scale outbreak, there are always one or two patients popping up every once in a while.

Fortunately, all the medical staff and airport workers were gathered together by the military in advance for centralized supervision, otherwise the hall would not have been so peaceful.

The problem is that infection is never subject to human will. No one knows who is potentially infected, and no one knows who will suddenly become ill!

To put it bluntly, every passenger stranded at the airport is a time bomb that may explode at any time!
Since we couldn't sleep anyway, the three of us huddled together and started chatting in low voices.

As he was speaking, there was a flash of light outside the window, and a ball of flames suddenly exploded outside the airport.

The American soldiers guarding the airport immediately retaliated, with tracer bullets sweeping out silent fan-shaped patterns in the dark night.

Then the sound of explosions first entered the terminal, followed by continuous gunfire.

Everyone woke up instantly. Some people immediately lay on the ground to avoid possible danger; some people looked around for the source of the crisis; some people were confused and couldn't figure out what was going on.

The fierce battle outside the window had not yet ended. Gunshots and explosions were also heard near the terminal. Ou Yang's heart suddenly tightened, and the others also gathered together nervously.

"What happened?"

"It won't be dangerous, will it?"

"Why do I feel like we're getting closer?"

Everyone spoke one after another, expressing their inner anxiety.

Fortunately, the accident came and went quickly. Not long after, the gunshots and explosions gradually subsided, and the area around the terminal returned to calm.

But everyone felt that in the seemingly calm darkness, there was extreme danger lurking.

(End of this chapter)