The Supermarket You Can Enter but Not Leave
The Supernatural event [The Supermarket You Can't Get Out Of] has been temporarily classified as C-class.
The incident occurred at a large supermarket. Seven days prior, it was discovered that people who entered the supermarket had never come out again.
After receiving the report, the Headquarters investigated and confirmed on the same day that it was Supernatural event.
Since only this supermarket was affected, and the Supernatural phenomenon showed no signs of growing or spreading, Headquarters temporarily classified it as a C-class incident after counting the number of victims.
But it's clear that this is no ordinary C-class incident, otherwise Shen Jiliang wouldn't have specifically handed it over to Hu Jiu for handling.
Police tape has been put up around the supermarket.
Previously, Headquarters had dispatched three Ghost Tamers to the supermarket to conduct investigations.
But after they entered the supermarket, they never came out again, and their phone numbers were unreachable.
Hu Jiu guessed that there might be a terrifying ghost inside, but it couldn't Fierce Ghost yet.
Instead of going straight in, he shaped a snowman in his hand and manipulated it to walk into the supermarket step by step.
This scene was naturally captured by nearby security cameras.
Headquarters quickly learned of this.
Shen Jiliang immediately deduced that Hu Jiu had most likely mastered the Frozen-to-Death Ghost.
This thought made his heart tremble. Recalling the Frost Ghost Domain of the Frozen-to-Death Ghost, he went to talk to Zhang Hongwen without saying a word, determined to dispel the unreliable idea of the new deputy Minister!
The snowman entered the supermarket and immediately lost contact with Hu Jiu.
Hu Jiu was slightly surprised. With his current strength, how could the supermarket so easily block his Supernatural control over the snowman?
It seems the supermarket was more terrifying than he had anticipated.
Frost and snow coalesced into a new snowman. Hu Jiu reached out and patted the back of the snowman's head, and a jet-black Talisman silently slipped inside.
The snowman, carrying some of Hu Jiu's five senses, slowly walked into the supermarket with its short legs.
The contact was not interrupted.
Through the snowman, he saw the supermarket in complete disarray.
The shelves were scattered, many goods were on the ground, and a corpse lay twisted in a corner, blood splattered everywhere.
Standing outside the supermarket, looking through the glass window, all I could see was a hazy grayness; I couldn't make out anything.
Standing inside the supermarket, looking out through the glass windows, all I could see was a hazy gray, and I couldn't make out anything.
The snowman continued walking in at an extremely fast pace, and then something strange happened.
There were only rows and rows of shelves all around, seemingly without end.
The snowman jumped onto the shelf, and the simple eyes painted on its face suddenly grew bigger and rounder, extending its field of vision.
Then Hu Jiu discovered that these shelves really had no end, extending into the infinite distance.
Clearly, there is something wrong with the internal spatial structure of the supermarket.
Hu Jiu manipulated the snowman to turn around and head back.
Unexpectedly, the road I came from also became infinitely long, the exit disappeared, and I could never reach it again.
In Hu Jiu's perception, the distance between himself and the snowman seemed extremely far.
He vaguely understood how the people in the supermarket had disappeared.
The interior of this supermarket is very similar to Hu Jiu's home, with a disjointed spatial arrangement.
Escaping this kind of chaotic space with no clues or direction is as difficult as winning the lottery.
Therefore, Hu Jiu decided to resort to violence.
The temperature around the snowman dropped rapidly the next second.
The temperature change caused air movement, and snowflakes began to fall in the supermarket.
"Why is it suddenly snowing?" A tired, weak voice suddenly came from afar.
The snowstorm suddenly stopped, and the snowman slid across the floor, heading straight towards the sound.
He saw a woman, who looked to be in her thirties, with disheveled hair and an unpleasant odor.
"Ah--"
Upon seeing the snowman, the woman let out a short, sharp scream.
The snow that made up the snowman immediately began to move, adjusting its appearance to be extremely cute.
Sure enough, the woman was less afraid.
"Who are you?" the snowman asked.
"And who are you?" the woman retorted.
"I'm a member of the National Special Incident Handling Department. You can call me Little Snow." The snowman's attitude was unusually gentle.
"Madam, please don't be afraid. Someone called the police saying something strange was happening in this supermarket. I'm an investigator sent from above. I'm not only here to investigate the specific situation, but I'm also responsible for rescuing anyone trapped. You can trust me!"
The woman recovered from her shock and was quickly captivated by the snowman's gentle demeanor and adorable appearance.
Besides, she's desperate now; what better option do she have than to trust the snowman?
The woman quickly recounted her experience:
"I can't remember how long I've been trapped here."
"I only came to the supermarket to buy some things, but when I came back, I couldn't find the exit, and my phone had no signal."
"There is no end no matter which direction you go."
Fortunately, the supermarket has enough supplies, so I won't starve to death.
"Once my phone runs out of battery, I lose all sense of time."
"I wasn't the only one trapped in the supermarket. At first, we were able to maintain harmony and order, encouraging and cheering each other on, thinking we would be able to get out soon."
"But as time went on, some people gradually lost control of their emotions and their mental state became unstable. After all, we are just ordinary people, not specially trained special forces soldiers. Who can remain calm when faced with such strange things?"
"Some people have high moral standards, while others have only average ones. Temporarily freed from legal constraints in the supermarket, and seemingly unable to leave forever, some quickly crossed the line."
"Moral depravity can happen in an instant. When the first female victim appeared, I knew I had to leave that group."
"I ran away with a few girls. Anyway, this supermarket is big enough that we can survive anywhere. But it's precisely because the supermarket is so big that we got lost."
"What's worse is yet to come; there are zombies in the supermarket..."
At this point, the woman couldn't help but tremble all over.
"Zombies? What exactly do you mean by zombies?" the snowman pressed.
"Like those zombies you see on TV, they attack living people."
"I was scratched by a zombie, and my companions, fearing I would be infected, separated from me."
The woman then revealed the scars on her arm. "These scars have scabbed over, but I haven't turned into a zombie, so you can rest assured."
The snowman nodded; it must be Ghost Slave.
"Besides the endless space from which you can't escape and the occasional zombie, what else is strange about this supermarket?"
Upon hearing the question, the woman thought carefully for a moment, then shook her head regretfully.
"Even if there are strange things, I might not notice them."