Transforming reality into a game

Aftermath ripples.

"Name?"

"Laudclair."

"Age?"

"33."

"Nationality?"

"USA! Citizen of the Milian Federation!"

...

Sitting on the cramped chair in the interrogation room, Laud took a deep breath, looking at the impatient police officer about to speak. He shouted, "Enough! Can't you ask some useful questions? These details can be easily found with a simple check!"

After this outburst, he continued to rant, "Your work is a complete waste of our taxpayers' money, idiots!"

"Mr. Laud, please don't get agitated. This is a necessary procedure," said Officer Will, who was recording and had reluctantly stopped his pen upon hearing Laud's complaints.

Laud was not the first to unleash such frustration. Even before, there were harsher words.

In fact, without the undeniable evidence and the consistent testimony of many, even Will found it hard to believe that the island of gold and silver in Hawaii just vanished.

Despite their current role seemingly limited to questioning, the pressure on them was substantial. This event had not only alarmed the President but also threatened the nation's security and international reputation. They were not just casually asking questions; there was a lot at stake. If they could contribute crucial information, promotions and salary increases might follow. Who knows, they might even meet the President and make headlines.

"Now, let's get to the point," Will said after a few coughs, simplifying the procedure. He asked directly, "Two hours ago, around five in the morning, what were you doing?"

"Sleeping."

Laud replied bluntly, rolling his eyes and adding, "Sleeping with my wife Carly."

Will nodded, noting Carly's name on the paper and encircling it. Looking at Laud, he asked, "What happened next?"

After a nod from Will, Laud continued, "I woke up in a daze, hearing strong winds outside with occasional thunder."

"At that moment, didn't you go to the window to see what was happening outside?" Will inquired, his gaze fixed on Laud.

"No."

Shaking his head, Laud smiled bitterly, "I didn't pay much attention to these things. After all, Hawaii never lacks storms or typhoons around this time of year. I experienced it two years ago during my vacation."

"Okay, please continue."

Will felt a bit disappointed. If Laud had looked out the window at that moment, they might have gained relevant information.

The disappearance of the island had not only reached the President's office but also posed a threat to the country's security and international reputation. Even though they were just asking questions for now, the pressure on them was substantial. Promotions and salary increases were likely if they could provide crucial information, and they might even meet the President or make headlines.

"Not long after, a violent noise erupted, and seawater, countless seawater, crazily flooded into the room, filling the entire room in the blink of an eye!"

Recalling the scene, Laud excitedly waved his hands, saying with horror, "I lived on the eighth floor of the hotel. But the seawater rushed into the room unstoppably. Can you imagine?!"

"Are you saying that the island sank into the sea?" Will remained silent for a moment, looking at Laud.

Seeing him shake his head, Will continued, "Or is it as others say, a massive wave submerged the island?"

Regarding this question, he personally leaned more towards the former.

Even if the waves submerged the island, once the weather calmed down, the island of gold and silver wouldn't disappear. They would just need to rebuild it.

Moreover, according to the meteorological bureau's scientific feedback, there was no unusual weather phenomenon in these days. A wave large enough to submerge an island couldn't form in such a short time, and there were no after-effects.

But based on the feedback from the survivors, what scientists deemed impossible was unanimously affirmed as fact.

In the face of this situation, the relevant departments had to dispatch professional divers for investigation, checking whether there were any traces of the island underwater. Unfortunately, the result was fruitless.

In light of this, their hopes now rested on Laud and the other survivors, hoping to gather some useful information.

"I don't know."

Hearing this, Laud expressed his uncertainty, saying, "When the seawater flooded the room, the disaster had already happened!"

"Alright, do you have anything else to say?"

Facing Laud's response, similar to that of most people, Will didn't express skepticism but moved on to the next topic.

"I was a sniper when I joined the army at a young age, and I have excellent vision. Even though I'm in my thirties now, it's still the same."

Seeing Will apologize, Laud snorted, not caring about the matter anymore. Instead, he continued enthusiastically, "Thanks to this, my good eyesight allowed me to see a figure at the border between light and darkness in the sky!"

"Are you sure?"

Hearing this, Will couldn't help but frown, doubting the truth of this statement.

"I'm sure!"

Laud firmly affirmed.

After saying this, he stood up excitedly, drawing a cross on his chest while saying, "Although I couldn't see clearly, I guarantee it was a human figure!"

"..."

Will opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he didn't know what to say.

Although he wasn't at the scene, he still had some understanding of certain things in this incident.

For example, in the hottest time of July, for some reason, a massive iceberg appeared in the Pacific, conveniently right under the feet of the survivors of the island of gold and silver. It provided them a place to stay while waiting for rescue.

In this case, didn't it seem like God might actually exist?

Then, what about what he just said...

Thinking about this, Will quickly drew a cross on his chest, sincerely saying, "Oh God, if you really exist, forgive my disrespect just now."

"Will, speed up. Next, interrogate the Chinese first."

At this moment, the door of the interrogation room suddenly opened. A police officer stood at the door and said, "Why?"

Will, hearing this, asked in confusion.

"There's news from above. The Chinese government has already sent warships to pick up their citizens. To ensure information collection, the chief ordered us to do this."

This police officer didn't beat around the bush, stating it directly.

Will asked again, "What about the Koreans and Neon people?"

"One hopes we help them deal with it, and the other seems to let their citizens handle it themselves. Also, we are supposed to inform these citizens not to cause trouble for their own countries..."