I'm trapped in a block

Chapter 1262 Clearance
After the ringing in my ears from the explosion gradually subsided, a cacophony of questions came through the walkie-talkie.

"Please answer! Please answer!"

Why were there no sirens sounded or detonation signals sent at the scene?

"Why not follow the procedures and detonate directly?"

Instead of answering immediately, everyone turned their heads and looked in the direction of the explosion.

A moment later, the person in charge picked up the walkie-talkie.

"Command center, command center, support is needed on site, the demolition is out of control."

"Repeating once, the explosion is out of control and we need backup."

"..."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the walkie-talkie before a response was given.

"You stay where you are. The emergency services have been notified."

Martin seized the last opportunity to communicate with command, knowing that the twenty men would soon be out of his control.

Sure enough, after he finished speaking, he felt a sudden numbness.

Immediately afterwards, a sense of separation and boundary began to emerge, separating him from the bodies of these twenty people.

Although the twenty "Martins" were still attached to the bodies of the demolition team members, they could no longer control them.

After losing Martin's control, their expressions instantly became bewildered.

How did we get here?

Exit 6?

"Weren't you just here a moment ago?"

"what happened?"

They looked at each other, completely bewildered, not even hearing the voices coming from the walkie-talkie, and started discussing amongst themselves.

"What caused the explosion to go out of control? Please report in detail," the voice on the other end of the walkie-talkie inquired.

The person in charge picked up the walkie-talkie with a puzzled look:

"The explosion went out of control? We haven't even detonated it yet!"

He glanced at his watch, still puzzled.

He froze at just one glance.

Has the time for the explosion already passed?
He wiped the dust off his watch in disbelief, his eyes widening.

"No explosion? What did you mean by your report of the explosion going out of control? What's the situation over there?"

Faced with a series of questions from the command center, the person in charge was also bewildered. He looked up at the team members around him. They had all heard the voices on the walkie-talkie, but everyone had a puzzled expression on their face.

The person in charge's heart suddenly raced; he realized that something incomprehensible must have happened.

"Command center, we need support on site!" he shouted into the walkie-talkie without hesitation.

"Understood, you have already reported this, there is no need to repeat it. The emergency rescue department is already on its way to the scene."

"We need you to describe the situation on the ground in detail so that we can formulate a response."

Are there any casualties?

The person in charge looked around and immediately replied, "No."

"Okay, why did the detonation go out of control? Was it because the explosives didn't detonate in the correct order, or did they not detonate completely...?"

The person in charge had absolutely no idea about the details of the detonation.

He looked at his team members again, and they shook their heads at him.

Nobody knew what had happened.

Seeing this, the person in charge had no choice but to report to the other end of the walkie-talkie: "The situation on site is quite complicated. We will report in detail after the emergency department arrives."

The person in charge hesitated for a moment, then made up their mind and added a sentence:

"Something supernatural has happened here."

...The emergency response team arrived at the scene quickly, and the leaders of the command center also arrived shortly afterward.

The twenty members of the demolition team dared not return to the demolition site. Instead, they waited at Exit 6 and reported their ordeal in detail...

"What? You've lost your memory? You somehow ended up here?" The leader looked at them with suspicion.

"It's true, we've all been through the same thing."

"You don't even remember the blasting process?" the leader pressed.

"Yes, I have no memory of the entire process, from the preparation signal and the sounding of the horn to the end of the explosion."

The leader nodded with some skepticism and immediately switched to questioning another person. But when he finished questioning the members of the demolition team, he got the same answer from them all.

The leader was also stunned; this was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

He initially thought it was an accident where the explosives hadn't fully detonated or that someone had been injured, but now it seems the matter is completely out of his control.

"You're from the Emergency Management Department, right? Go in first to check if the explosives have been completely detonated, check for all dangers, and be careful."

"Demolition team, you wait here while I contact the hospital to arrange for you to be examined."

The leader was making arrangements while simultaneously sweating bullets; it seemed this situation needed to be reported to higher authorities…

The mine was quickly sealed off, and the demolition team waited there until the hospital arrived, where they were also taken in by medical personnel for examination.

Nothing happened.

"It could be brain damage."

"There are no wounds on the head, how did you get injured?"

“Strong light or loud noise can also cause damage.”

"Let's take him to the hospital first for a full check-up."

……

The demolition team underwent a thorough examination at the hospital, but no problems were found. The hospital could only diagnose it as some kind of "psychological trauma," which caused them to temporarily lose some of their memories.

After the inspection, they were rushed back to the mine for interrogation.

Not only the public security department, but also some important figures who were treated with utmost respect by even the mine leaders. Members of the blasting team even saw the town mayor following behind a middle-aged man in a suit, speaking in a humble manner.

Everyone sensed that something was off.

The familiar question again: What happened during the explosion?
They could only give the same answer: Forgot.

Soon, each member was separated and interrogated again, and the same questions were asked. But no matter how they were asked, they just couldn't remember.

That memory feels like it's been cut out.

They were questioned until midnight, and then they were brought together again.

"Do you know what was found at the blasting site?" a leader in charge of speaking asked.

All the demolition team members shook their heads.

"Do you really have absolutely no recollection of anything? Not even the slightest, vague fragment?"

The members all nodded in unison.

The leader sighed and glanced at the important figures behind him.

The important man made a gesture to him, which he understood immediately. He turned to the demolition team members and said, "We've discovered a mineral we've never seen before in the mine."

As he spoke, he observed the expressions of the demolition team members and noticed that they still looked bewildered after hearing the news.

"Aren't you surprised?"

"Should we be surprised? What mineral? Gold?" a member of the demolition team asked rhetorically.

"No, it's not a mineral that has never been seen in Tonggu, it's a mineral that has never been seen on the entire earth." The spokesperson's tone was somewhat agitated.

He continued to observe the expressions of the demolition team members.

But after hearing his explanation, the demolition team members still didn't show shock; instead, they were even more confused, as if a question mark was hanging above each of their heads, and everyone was asking him with disbelief:

"are you kidding me?"

(End of this chapter)