"Although it is wrong, it is still right."

On the side wall of the corridor connecting the courtroom's working hall and the training area, there is a sentence written on one side: "Human interests are above everything else" and on the other side: "Human interests are above everything else".

Below this sentence is a row of silver photo frames. The first photo frame that comes to you is blank. Going forward, the second photo frame contains a black-and-white photo of a handsome, upright, and about thirty-year-old military officer. He is wearing a judge's uniform. The wall under the photo frame is engraved with his birth and death dates. He was thirty-six years old and died seven years ago.

The next photo frame also has a black-and-white photo and birth and death dates. Anzhe walked forward, and the next photos were similar to the birth and death dates, and the years they lived in gradually moved forward. Anzhe knew about the photos of the judges, and the blank photo frame on the outside was undoubtedly left for Lu Xun.

Thinking of this, Anzhe paused slightly, and an indescribable weight pressed on his heart. If he wanted Lu Xun's photo to be hung up so quickly - just like tonight, when Lu Xun boarded the plane, he hoped that this person could stay, stay in a safe place.

But Lu Xun had his choice.

Following Seran, he continued to walk forward, and at the end of the photo gallery, a strange scene appeared.

On the gray-white wall, there was a rectangular area that was white, the same size as the photo frame. There are nail marks on the four corners of the white area. It seems that there was a photo frame here, but it was taken down. And below, the place where the name and date of birth and death were originally printed was also scraped away, leaving only some mottled marks. Anzhe tried hard to identify it, but could only see a string of letters starting with a capital P.

Seeing him staying here, Seran explained: "It is said that this is the first judge and the person who proposed the "Judge Act" and established the judge system."

Anzhe: "Has his photo been taken down?"

"Yes." Seran said: "He finally questioned the rationality of the judge system and betrayed the base."

Anzhe nodded. It is difficult to figure out the human mind, so he did not ask any more questions.

Seran settled him in a lounge. The geomagnetic field disappeared and everything fell into chaos. The logistics department and the emergency response department must be in a state of chaos. The other residents of the base were in a panic and could only go to bed and wait for the military to make the next evacuation arrangements.

There were footsteps on the floor above. Next door, Seran was talking to someone, and it seemed that he was arranging the follow-up work of the court.

In the dark room, looking outside, Anzhe could only hear his own heartbeat. Inexplicably, as if he had a strange feeling, he raised his head and looked into the depths of the darkness. The feeling was hard to describe - he seemed to feel a huge fluctuation. He, Seran, everyone, the entire human base, and everything in this world are tiny parts of that indescribable wave, trembling and changing with its wave, and vibrating out tiny ripples. There is a phrase in the cubs' textbook called "the torrent of fate", which he thinks is very appropriate. The only thing that is appropriate is that the wave seems to exist truly around the entire world, and it is not a metaphor or imagination.

At this time, his communicator rang, and it was a call from the doctor.

The doctor asked him: "Lu Xun took off, where are you?"

An Zhe told him truthfully.

"As long as you're safe," said the doctor. "I just finished an emergency meeting at the lighthouse, so I'm going back to the lab to rest for a night. You should get some rest, too."

An Zhe: "Okay."

The doctor seemed to be climbing the stairs. After a while, he said, "I was thinking about Sinan Wu's performance. He reminded Lily to return to the Garden of Eden. Did he predict the disappearance of the magnetic field? Different species have different sensory organs, so some creatures are sensitive to magnetic fields."

An Zhe said, "Maybe."

After thinking about it, he said, "But it's too far away."

Of course, he knew that every species was the same. In the abyss, some monsters had extremely sharp hearing, and some could smell the scent of prey more than a kilometer away. But if Si Nan sensed that the underground city base on the other side of the earth was being invaded by aliens at the northern base, it seemed to make sense. There was no long-wave communication technology between aliens.

The doctor did not reply to him, and only the sound of even breathing came from the other side. An Zhe thought he might be walking.

But three minutes later, the doctor still did not reply, and only the sound of breathing became more and more rapid. This sound echoed in the darkness, and it was a bit disturbing.

An Zhe: "Doctor?"

Still no response.

An Zhe frowned. At this moment, he heard the doctor on the other side speak very quickly: "Let Seran answer the phone."

An Zhe quickly walked out of the lounge. Seran answered the call. After calling "Doctor", his brows were locked and he quickly said, "I'll go over right away."

- Then, he picked up the gun on the table, called a few people, and strode out!

An Zhe took a look at the direction he was going and chose to follow him. But those people were too fast, and he climbed the stairs too slowly, one step behind.

When he came to the corridor where the doctor's laboratory was located, he heard a gunshot from the depths, followed by the sound of a body falling to the ground.

The doctor was standing in the middle of the corridor, and An Zhe walked to his side.

"I...saw from a distance that his walking posture was just right." The doctor gasped for breath, his pupils slightly dilated, his face pale, and he looked frightened. An Zhe looked forward and saw that the man who had just put away his gun and fell to the ground was the doctor's assistant. This person had worked with the doctor this afternoon and helped him to repeatedly check the video of Si Nan.

Seran said to the doctor: "Confirmed infection. Was it exposed in the experiment?"

Infection?

An Zhe immediately thought of the only source of infection in this place, Si Nan.

"No." The doctor said: "He doesn't have permission to open the glass cover and come into contact with the alien species."

Seran said, "I'll go in and take a look."

"Don't go over there," the doctor's voice suddenly rose, "Don't go over there."

Seran stopped and looked at the doctor.

"Do you remember I once said that if one day we don't even have to come into contact with alien species, we will be infected?" The doctor's voice trembled, and he said, "It's too abnormal... We have to prepare for the worst."

Seran frowned: "How do you prove your point of view?"

"There is no way to prove it." The doctor shook his head: "But, you also know that when the monster's tissue fluid is injected into the tail of the experimental animal, the genetic changes can be observed in the animal's head at the same time. Those tissue fluids are not involved in the body fluid circulation at all, and the animal's whole body genes have changed. Since such a thing can happen, why can infection occur by contact with monsters?"

At this point, his whole body suddenly trembled.

"Selan," he said in a completely hoarse voice, "Downstairs, there are all living alien specimens downstairs, and there are at least a hundred staff members there."

Selan's expression was solemn: "I'll go down right away."

"Protect yourself." The doctor said: "Within the range, the farther away from all the living things there, the better."

He did not say aliens, nor humans, but "living things."

Selan nodded, and they moved very quickly and dispersed downstairs.

In the silent corridor, only Anzhe and the doctor were left.

The doctor seemed to be exhausted and leaned against the cold wall. Anzhe helped him.

In silence, the doctor suddenly spoke.

"Are you afraid?"

Anzhe shook his head.

The doctor looked at him.

"You seem to have something... that people of this time don't have." The doctor said.

An Zhe didn't say anything, just listened to him quietly.

His eyes stayed on An Zhe, then he took a breath, his lips trembled slightly, as if he had gained some extraordinary inspiration, and then he spoke: "You are so naive... like a bystander."

He said: "Everyone lives in fear, but you are very calm and fit in with everyone."

At this point, he seemed to smile: "I know why Lu Xun likes to be with you."

An Zhe looked at the doctor, and the doctor's young face revealed a hint of haggardness, and he seemed a little tired. An Zhe said, "Is there anything I can do for you?"

"

Thank you." The doctor looked into his eyes and said with a trembling voice, "As long as you... are alive and well, that's all."

An Zhe thought for a moment and said, "I'll try my best."

He didn't say anything else. The corridor echoed with the doctor's muttering, "Without physical contact and no air transmission, will such a thing really happen?"

No one answered him.

But then, a clear gunshot was heard from downstairs.

Then came the second.

The third.

The sound stopped and continued to echo in the building.

With the gunshots, the theoretical system used by humans to explain this world completely collapsed.

The doctor's hand tightly grasped Anzhe's arm, his fingers trembling.

"...Why?"