She was frightened by her own conjecture.

What frightened Rossetti even more was...

The more this conjecture came into my mind, the more I felt that this was the truth!

The Pan-Human Guardian Association has never appeared in this world before, but this time, they started warning from small disasters, then global volcanic eruptions, and now major earthquakes and hurricanes. They definitely did not come to this world for no reason! Combined with what they said themselves.

They are protecting the survival of mankind.

The truth seems to be very close.

"Is it really the end of the world?"

Rossetti collapsed in her chair, and the first thing that came to her mind was her own children.

They are still so young, they should have a good life.

Something must be done! Warning! As a media worker, Rossetti's first thought at this moment was to warn everyone about the end of the world!

She immediately sat up and turned on the computer.

He began to type the article.

"The East's response is not at all like responding to an upcoming hurricane or earthquake, but has a greater purpose."

The more Rossetti wrote, the more terrified she felt. Even this fear unconsciously revealed itself in her writing. She wanted to call on people to unite, just like the East.

In that case, the Pan-Human Guardian Association will also come to help them.

After writing the entire article, Rossetti sent it to the editorial department.

Let them do the layout and publish it on the website.

Rossetti even made phone calls, trying to contact some people she knew to forward her report.

However, she was not ready yet.

A colleague suddenly knocked on her door.

"Editor-in-Chief Rossetti, the boss wants you to go to his office."

".good."

Rossetti stood up. She was just about to go find the boss to tell him about her discovery.

But after arriving at the office.

She found out.

On the computer in front of the boss was the article she had just written.

"Rossetti, sit down."

This is a middle-aged man with a big belly named Bruer. His hair is already gray, but his eyes are still sharp.

After Rossetti sat down, he said directly:

"Let me be frank, Rossetti, your article cannot be published in our newspapers or on our websites."

"Why?" Rossetti was stunned. "Boss, didn't you read my article? The end of the world is very likely to come!"

She never expected the boss to say that.

Brewer was a very successful businessman.

The newspaper is not the only industry he owns.

In everyone's eyes, he has always been a smart and decisive person.

"These are just your guesses, aren't they?" Bruel said calmly.

"That's right! But I listed nearly ten reasons!" Rossetti's voice was raised involuntarily, "Aren't these enough? Dongfang's behavior and the behavior of the Pan-Human Protection Association all indicate that this will not be a simple disaster! And it will not end here!"

Rossetti was indeed somewhat hysterical.

It started with this conjecture emerging in my mind.

However, Bruer just looked at her calmly.

It seemed as if he wanted to wait for her to calm down.

Rossetti also realized her own loss of composure. She took deep breaths and tried to calm herself down.

"Rossetti, you have always been an excellent person. You work hard, are diligent, and have talent. It can be said that your ability exceeds more than 99% of the people in our country." Bruer looked at her and said slowly, "But, even you, after realizing this conjecture, will be so depressed and desperate. What do you think will happen after we officially announce the news of the end of the world?"

Rossetti was stunned.

What would happen? Wouldn't everyone come together and get through this together?

However, this idea came to my mind at this moment.

Rossetti shuddered violently.

A greater fear than before suddenly emerged.

"That's right. If the vast majority of people believe that doomsday is coming, our current order will collapse in an instant." Bruer looked at Rossetti's expression and knew that she had realized it. "Those crazy people, even those who long for doomsday, will rush to the streets with weapons and do whatever they want. We are powerless to stop them. Chaos, fear, and despair will devour more and more people. My family and I, you and your children, will all be in hell."

"No"

Rossetti had already imagined that scene in her mind. Her face turned pale and her lips trembled.

I couldn't utter a word.

"Do you think that the elites in our country can't discover what you can discover?" Bruel spoke again, even pressing the issue. "That's why your article cannot be published in our newspapers and websites."

Rossetti closed his eyes in pain.

She already understood.

Many people have already analyzed the possible end of the world, and it may even happen earlier than she knew, but they chose to conceal it, while her boss had already received a warning in advance.

And what's even more terrifying is.

She had to admit that her boss was right.

If the vast majority of people believe in the end of the world.

Those who are desperate may even bring the end of the world sooner.

"Since you already know all this, why don't you make an effort?" Rossetti opened his eyes suddenly, like a drowning person trying to grab anything he can grab. "Just like the East, they are taking action and uniting everyone. Why don't we do the same? Isn't that the quality of civilization that the Pan-Human Guardian Association wants to see?"

Brewer looked at her.

Slowly uttered a word.

“Because we can’t.”

“.”

Rossetti's expression froze.

"Even the East doesn't dare to officially announce the end of the world, but they can still struggle under such circumstances. As for us? Do you think we can gather millions of workers in one day? Or do you think we can close the stock market? Can we get tens of millions of people fired and stay at home? Or do you think we have the experience and ability to build a city in half a month?"

Bruer threw out a series of rhetorical questions and even threw a newspaper in front of her.

A huge headline read: Build a city in half a month? Wishful thinking! This was the newspaper of their old rival.

Rossetti slumped in his chair.

They do not have such appeal and execution capabilities, and it is even more difficult for them to create such an atmosphere and trend.

Despair and doubt will spread faster than hope and solidarity, even their own apocalyptic works.

Not many people would put themselves in the role of the protagonist at this time.

It's all background.

Used to set off the cruel background of doomsday.

(End of this chapter)