Els sat limply on the sofa, staring at the staff opposite him with his eyes blank.

In the past two hours, he has just experienced the most incredible, terrifying and bizarre things in his life.

All 13 workers died in just a few minutes, and even one of them died in front of him.

And this is not just the full picture of the impact he suffered. In fact, it makes him feel that what is more damn when the daytime is that with the deaths of those workers, the crops around the workers are also withering.

Els saw with his own eyes the lush, fruit-filled corn stalks turned yellow, fell down, and then dried up at an astonishing speed, as if he had been walking for several years in an instant.

"That's the devil's forbidden zone... Only the devil has such power..."

Els murmured.

The staff member on the opposite side sighed helplessly, then spoke:

"Mr. Els, I think we've explained it many times. That's not a devil -- of course, if you're talking about the 'devil' in abstract concepts, it's not wrong."

"There is the entropy increase jump zone of adjacent dimensions invasion, and in that area, all the energy was drained almost instantly."

“That’s why your workers die from heart failure and it’s because of this reason that your crops die.”

Els glanced at the staff blankly. His mood had not yet calmed down, but after all, he was a highly educated person. In the face of the solid theoretical basis of dialect, he also slightly broke out from the fear of being "dominated by the devil."

After taking a deep breath, Els controlled his trembling hands and asked:

"what should I do?"

"What should I do? Uh... the insurance company will compensate you for your losses. Your workers have insurance, right? This accident has nothing to do with you. In fact, it may come to anyone's head..."

Els looked at the staff opposite with disbelief. The other party's contemptuous attitude made him not know what expression to deal with. After a moment, his expression suddenly became furious.

"What I'm talking about is what we should do! Yes! The neighboring dimensions invaded! They killed people! But we don't even know what to do! Now tell me what we should do!"

He said several "what to do" in a row. The staff frowned and waved their hands, answering:

"Mr. Elles, I can understand the mood now, but, what do you wish we could do?"

"No one has any way, this kind of thing happens in every corner of the world, not just you, but in this week we have collected more than 40 damage accidents caused by adjacent dimension invasions -- of course, your accident is the most casualties of all accidents."

"But that doesn't change the nature of things---as if you were struck by lightning in heaven, can you expect us to do something with lightning?"

Els was dumbfounded for a long time, and the other party's logic made him unable to refute it.

Yes, as he said, this incident can be classified as a "natural disaster". Under the background of adjacent dimension invasion, anyone may suffer losses due to such "natural disaster".

But, because of this nature, does humans really do nothing?

Are you just watching your compatriots die?

---Yes, isn't this always the case in this country?

In the past disasters, the officials seemed to be just watching the enemy. The troops and soldiers they sent were just to maintain order, rather than to solve problems.

Thinking of this, Els suddenly felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

"So, in that case, why are you here to me?"

Seeing Els calm, the staff nodded with satisfaction and replied:

"You know, the research on adjacent dimensions is a topic we have been doing, and now, after the actual adjacent dimension invasion incident occurs, we should obviously conduct in-depth research on the scene where the invasion occurs."

“So, what we want to do is simple: we intend to take over your land and build a temporary research center.”

"We will pay a fair price, you can rest assured."

"This is the only one?"

"Yes, there's only this. If you want, you can participate in our research project. We need first-hand witness information and you can describe what you saw at that time."

"For example, have you seen an explosion, have you seen an abnormal flash, have you seen objects that you can't understand... etc."

“This will help us judge the way we establish adjacent dimension channels.”

"What about the 13 workers?"

Els asked suddenly.

"Workers? Well, there will be someone who will do the aftermath, maybe it's the police department here..."

"Maybe?"

Els sneered, then stood up suddenly.

"Now, get out of my room."

"I will not accept any cooperation until you propose the aftermath plan, nor will you let you build anything else on my land!"

"Mr. Elles, please think carefully about what we are going to do, which is possible to save the whole world..."

"Put your nonsense!"

Els shouted angrily.

"You don't care about this world at all. The 13 lives are gone. You don't care at all. During this whole conversation, you don't even care where their bodies are!"

"How could I believe you with such a performance? Get out of here!"

"If you don't want to leave by yourself, let my gun help you!"

Looking at the black muzzle in his wife's hand behind Els, the staff shook his head helplessly, then got up and walked out of the room.

He could not understand why Els suddenly lost control of his emotions - according to intelligence, those workers were just simple workers, and there was a natural class gap between Els and they were almost impossible to become friends.

Is the information wrong?

He shook his head and turned around to the car.

The temporary institute must be built. If you can't tell Els, there will always be others who can tell him. Today, my work is over - it's time to get off work and have a drink.

.........

After seeing off the staff member who claimed to be from the "Healy Organization" and from the National Laboratory, Els silently returned to the room and changed his clothes. The bodies of the 13 workers were probably still lying in the cornfield. Although he had called the police, it would take a long time for the police to collect evidence and analyze the scene, and notify the family that the work might not have started.

And I have the address of each of them in my hands, maybe this matter should be done by myself.

Els didn't know why he had this idea. Until today, he had always been a cold person--or, he was a person who knew his position very well.

He knew that he could not be friends with the workers, so he kept a distance from them rationally, but now everything has changed.

Just one step away, I would also die in that terrifying restricted area. It was the worker named Neil who waved his hand desperately to stop him from entering the death zone.

At the beginning, Els was only moved by this action, but slowly, as he became more and more calm, as he saw the essence of all this more and more clearly, he suddenly understood something.

In the crisis of adjacent dimensions, no one is special.

The fortress cannot stop the invasion of the increase in entropy, and money and status cannot save a person involved in the death zone. He is no different from them.

He lit a cigarette silently, took the gun from his wife and inserted it into his waist, then raised his legs and walked out the door, but just as he was about to open the door, a man's voice suddenly came from outside.

"Are Els there?"

"Didn't I tell you to get out?"

Els pulled out his pistol in a furious manner, opened the door, and pressed the man's forehead outside the door with it.

But what he unexpectedly expected was that the man opposite had no look of panic at all.

He just looked straight into Els' eyes and said in a relaxed tone:

"It seems you think you're someone else."

"Who are you?"

Els asked suspiciously, his muzzle not removed a minute.

"Me? You don't need to know who I am for the time being."

"But, I need your help."

"There are quite a few people who need my help today, and there are 13 families of dead people who need to notify me."

"We have done this for you. Now, can we talk about mine?"

Els looked at the other party in surprise and then asked:

"Who are you?"

"Okay...it doesn't matter to tell you, we are, 'Ark'."
Chapter completed!