
1 month later...
In a minimarket, a red-haired man stood near one of the storefronts while looking at 2 boxes of cereal.
"I want to buy this one, but this one tastes good," the inner man. He turned one of the boxes, "It's expensive. I wanted to buy this one, "his mind was a little disappointed and put the box in his shopping basket. He immediately walked towards the cashier.
Arriving at the cashier, he put all his groceries on the table.
"You're not defending that chocolate-flavored cereal Red?" Ask the cashier to the redhead guy.
"My money is not enough" Red replied.
"Alright, but next time you have to buy," the cashier joked, counting all of Red's groceries and gave it away.
Red smiled and paid for everything and then came out. He took out his headset, put it in his ear and looked for the latest news. He walked towards the stop.
The city was crowded as usual. Private cars and solar-powered public transport are passing through the streets. A group of young men clamored using toa, voicing about the importance of the tree. One of them gave a pamphlet to passers-by but the pamphlet was always thrown away or thrown back at them.
A police car passed near Red. He stared at the car until it was behind him. Suddenly the car stopped suddenly, Someone with handcuffs jumped out and fled through a small alley in front of him. The car moved again, speeding after the man.
In addition, there are also some traveling merchants who sell handicrafts from used goods, small children who run around, and many more.
Red kept walking up to the stop. Right after arriving, the bus stopped in front of the stop. Red ran in and slightly nudged the people who were there.
The bus started to move towards the next stop. Red sat down, staring out the window and the headset was still attached to his ear.
News of the natural disaster continued to be heard in his ears. Every time you open your phone, that's all there is.
Nature is no longer friendly to humans. Disasters are happening everywhere. It is as if this is a punishment for what man has done.
Red is an astronaut. He often went back and forth to the space station to retrieve some data about the condition of the earth. The outcome? Always makes Red concerned. The condition of the earth is so sad. Antarctica, which was once white, is brown. Only a little ice was left. The sea area is increasing, inversely proportional to the land less and less.
Never mind, Red doesn't want to think about that anymore. What he wanted to do at this time was just enjoy the rest of his time off a little. He leaned back his body and closed his eyes.
A little later, the bus stopped. Several passengers remained on the bus and some were on the way out, including Red. After that, he continued on foot and then turned to a residential area.
The houses there are not too crowded and not too crowded. There is still a distance between one house and another. Usually the empty part is filled with bushes.
This area is far from the hustle and bustle of the city so this place is very convenient for people who want to get away from the crowds.
After walking, Red turned again into his whitewashed courtyard. But before that, he greeted his neighbor who was arranging plants.
"Hey Flo, thank you for taking care of my plants" Red told his neighbor Flo.
"Sama-sama Red," Flo replied as she stood up and raised the red flower pot until it was parallel to her face.
Flo is Red's neighbor. Their houses are next to each other. Usually Red always asks Flo for help to take care of or care for his plants while he goes to work or shop. Flo always wears a garden hat (the author calls it that, somehow with you) yellow when she's outside.
(Note: Flo is female.)
He lives alone. Flo endures her life by opening a flower shop in front of her house. In addition, he is also often hired to be a room decorator when there is an event.
Flo returns to her activities and Red enters her house. After storing his belongings, he began to carry out activities as usual.
Meanwhile, somewhere else...
A man in a guard uniform walked into a large room that was a little messy. Seemed his friend who was sitting in a chair and surrounded by scattered files.
"You look messed up" he commented and sat down in front of his friend.
"Obviously," replied his friend leaning back and then heaving a heavy sigh. He's pinching his temple.
The man took a random file containing data about astronauts nearby and looked at his friend.
"Is it so hard to find suitable people on this mission?" Ask the man.
"You don't know. I've found most, but still less than 2" replied his friend as he threw the finished file.
"What's your target?"
"12 people."
"What about these 2 guys?" Ask the man and give him the file he saw.
"But they're astronauts. How about you talk to the bosses to 'borrow' them?" Advice from the man.
His friend began to think, "That seems like a good idea. I'll talk to the boss about it and you," pointing to his friend, "If this is accepted then you're the one who went to both of them's houses to tell me this."
"Wait why me? What's the point of increasingly sophisticated technology if it still has to go straight?" The man's protest.
"I want you to look at them to prove that they're really the right people. After all, a few minutes ago I heard that someone was selling peanut butter on the road to the house of one of them. You don't want to miss this opportunity, do you?"
"Ck alright. For the sake of the peanut butter, I will do it," replied the man resignedly and went followed by his friend who was chuckling amusedly.
It turned out that the man's advice was accepted. The man immediately prepared and went to the two men's house.
Back at Red's...
It's already night time. After dinner, Red sat down and watched TV. His hands were busy squeezing the remote, looking for an interesting broadcast.
While he was busy, his attention was turned to a short message from where he worked. He took his phone and read the short message.
"Wait a minute, what is this?" Red muttered and read the message over and over again.
There it is written that Red has been transferred to a headquarters called Mira HQ. Red had never heard of the name, so he intended to send a reply message. But while typing, his activities stopped because of the sound of knocking on the door.
"I'm coming" Red said a little screamed and opened the door.
In front of Red at this time, stood 3 men in mediocre clothes.2 people stood on the left right of the door while the middle one stood right in front of him.
Red's gaze was fixed on the black plastic bag in the middle person's hand. I smell a sweet smell from the bag. While the man continued to stare at Red's face with a slight stunned look. When Red raised his head, their gazes met which made him a little uneasy from being stared at continuously.
"Sorry, who are you?" Red asked politely.
The man was still silent. While others looked at each other and tried to resuscitate the man from his daydream.
"Heh, he asked me a question," the man who was on the right slightly nudged the man to his senses.
"I'm sorry" said the man. He opened his mouth again, wanting to say something but...
"Errr just now what was I going to say?" He asked while looking at his two friends who made them both pat the eel.
"That's the recruiter" one of his friends replied in a whisper.
"Oh yes," he said and looked back at Red.
"Look, you must have just received a message that you've been redeployed. Isn't that so Red?" Ask the man.
Red was surprised because the man knew his name, "How do you know?" Red asked and put up a guard position because he was worried that the person in front of him was evil.
"Calm down Red, we're not bad people. We're from Mira HQ" said the man.
Hearing the name "Mira HQ" Red started to calm down a little, "You guys from Mira HQ? Then what is Mira HQ?"
The man frowned, "It's obvious that it's headquarters right?"
"I know, just why was I transferred there?"
The man sighed, "If you want to know you can come to this place tomorrow. You must know where this is," while giving Red a piece of paper, "Time's on. You'll meet the two of them while you're there. These are the ones who will take you to Mira HQ" he explained.
Red nodded in understanding and read the paper containing the name of the place and the clock.
"My business is done. See you at Mira HQ, Red. Have a nice night" said the man and went with his friends.
After that, Red went back into the house and rushed to sleep because the paper said that tomorrow he had to wake up at dawn so he hoped that tomorrow he would not be sleepy.
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