Martin was a little unclear about the current situation.
"Can these phantoms take me to the moment the explosion happened?"
Why?
They were merely hollow outlines sketched out by the Consciousness Field. They should not possess any ability related to time. Or was that not some kind of time-related ability, but an illusion?
Not only that, the outline of the figure had changed, frozen in the posture it had held before he returned to reality.
"What exactly happened at the moment of the blast?"
"Why did the others look terrified? What did they see?"
Martin's heart was filled with confusion. He stopped hesitating and reached out again, thrusting his hand into the figure before him.
That sensation of breaking through boundaries again...
A thunderous rumble rang out. The ground began to shake, the lake water rose, and everything was exactly as it had been the first time he touched it. Time seemed to be rapidly reversing.
Countless droplets floated into the air, and the mine pit became dry again.
A speck of dust drifted onto Martin's face, giving him an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
Mine carts rattled in the distance, while noisy conversations reached his ears.
Wearing soundproof earmuffs, Martin could not make out any of those voices. They all seemed to blend together.
Only one sentence was clear:
"Send the warning signal."
The warning signal again. After it sounded for more than ten seconds, the detonation would begin.
Martin immediately made his decision and rushed toward the person in charge.
The piercing alarm sounded, and Martin hurried to the person in charge.
"Don't detonate! Don't detonate!" He shouted the same words at the other man over and over, but his voice was completely drowned out by the alarm.
The person in charge merely stared at him blankly without saying