"No." Polly said, "We can't make such unreasonable demands."

"There is already a complete emergency system. In a short period of time, as long as they are well prepared, they can come back alive." Tang Lan said.

"What if the device is damaged due to distortion during the short-term shutdown of the artificial magnetic poles? Once the magnetic field protection is lost during the cold winter, the environment will be worse than in the summer." Polly said: "I can use independent magnetic poles to simulate a magnetic field, which will offset the artificial magnetic field within the Simpson cage and create a non-magnetic space."

"I don't understand your expertise." Tang Lan said: "But the artificial magnetic field itself is very complex and has a frequency, which must be very difficult."

"Maybe it's much simpler than the previous work."

Tang Lan said: "But the fastest way is to let the base temporarily shut down the magnetic poles."

"You can't do that."

"I..." Tang Lan looked at Polly: "I know your research is right. You have wanted to explore this disaster for decades. As long as you can see the fluctuations, you will definitely find a way to deal with it. You are always too kind."

"Besides, we just sent a request, they may not agree. The Northern Foundation only believes in the interests of mankind, and we are aliens. Every year, they even send troops to try to wipe us out." He put his hands on the keyboard and whispered: "This is my personal action, one... one consequence has nothing to do with you, sir."

Polly just stared at him like a willful child.

The slightly pale fingertips stopped on the keyboard.

One second, two seconds.

The suspended fingertips silently stopped above the keys.

Three seconds, two seconds.

He suddenly uttered a trembling voice.

"I'm sorry." The trembling fingers fell, leaving a string of unformed garbled characters in the input field. He took two steps back as if facing something terrible, his eyes slightly red: "I can't do it."

As if he had expected such a result, Polly shook his head lightly and said, "Silly child."

Tang Lan's eyes were bloodshot.

An Zhe leaned against the fireplace and watched this. The choices faced by humans are often difficult, and the inner pain sometimes exceeds the physical pain. What Polly said before was true, kindness is the most obvious weakness of human beings. Under the pressure of the cruel world, Tang Lan would suffer, but Polly would suffer twice as much. So he looked at Polly for a long time, waiting for him to make a choice from his inner pain. Fate was so unpredictable. One year after he stepped down as judge, he still had to face such a dilemma.

In this silent stalemate, the aurora outside flashed again.

Rum looked at the screen like a ray of light, and Anzhe looked over with him. The ghostly image appeared on the screen again, and this time it lasted longer, a full three seconds before disappearing. The strange scatter plot was imprinted on Anzhe's retina.

At this time, Tang Lan reached out and pressed his temple.

"I heard it again." He said.

What does this mean?

Lian Anzhe knew that this meant that the unknown fluctuations from the universe had suddenly intensified. It turned out that it was not as gradual as humans predicted - it could rise by leaps and bounds.

After a few seconds of silence, the aurora flashed again, like a huge thing suddenly shrinking, and the whole world fell into complete darkness.

On the laboratory screen, dense spots of light flickered into one.

"It's going to break." Tang Lan closed his eyes, raised his hands, buried his face in his palms, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's going to break, I heard it. Soon, it will exceed the magnetic field strength. Sir, you don't have to worry about it. The distortion has come and can't be stopped."

"We...we..." He lowered his head: "We...what for?

After the voice fell, he laughed muffledly, and that laughter was so - so desperate, there was blood in his throat, An Zhe thought.

Just now, they were still being tortured by humanity over whether to ask the base to close the magnetic poles, still hating the cruel world and cruel fate that had to confront them, and still floating in the pain inside - they thought they still had a choice. But in a moment, they realized how ridiculous their struggle and hatred were. It was a meaningless struggle - of course, all the meaning of human beings themselves was meaningless.

This world doesn't care about anything. It is not cruel or brutal, it just doesn't care, doesn't care about their happiness, and of course doesn't care about their pain.

It seemed to be just undergoing a natural change, just moving forward slowly. It certainly had no intention of letting humans know the real reason, there was no need. Only humans were really obsessed with getting to the bottom of it.

Humans would be destroyed, all living things would die, and the world would collapse.

But it didn't care.

An Zhe stared blankly at the sky outside.

After intermittent flashes, the aurora above the field began to tremble wildly, and the green light dispersed into dazzling meteors at a terrifying speed. A magnificent meteor shower burned and then disappeared, and the residual light crossed the entire dark night sky.

"Beep--" In the laboratory, the machine made a long sound. Anzhe suddenly raised his head and saw a flurry of snowflakes on the screen.

Polly held the armrest of the chair tightly with his right hand, and his hoarse voice sounded old: "Open independent magnetic poles--"

At the same time as his voice, there was also a creepy howl, each of which was difficult to describe with any onomatopoeia in human language. They vibrated and pierced the eardrum. It was outside the window, in the abyss-the monsters issued a signal beyond common sense.

"Flap--"

The sound of huge wings flapping rang out from the dense forest, as if thousands of birds were flying into the sky.

They have been lurking in the abyss for a long time, testing each other and being in a stalemate.

But when the magnetic field is about to collapse, these terrifying monsters suddenly start to move.

——Why?

I don't know.

The first black shadow passed over the sky above the Institute of Advanced Technology.

Polly came to the Simpson Cage operating table.

"Sir." Tang Lan asked in a low voice, "Are you still coming?"

Polly said, "No."

"Then do you want to continue?"

There was a short silence.

"The vision of mankind is like the moon in the water." He suddenly said in a daze: "It looks within reach, but it will shatter once it touches the water."

"When we thought that the shattered moon also had meaning, we reached out to pick it up, but found that there was only a handful of water in our hands. What's even more ridiculous is that in less than half a minute, even the water flowed away from our fingers."

He looked at the numerous spots of light as if looking at a distant dream: "But, if I were given another chance and still stood by the water, would I still be willing to pick it up?"

Polly Jones' eyes were red, his eyes were trembling, his voice was choked, and finally he closed his eyes: "I am willing."

Tang Lan took out a black walkie-talkie from his pocket.

He looked at the nothingness in front of him, lowered his dim eyes, and said calmly: "Prepare for defense."