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N ʜ's Aʀ : Tʜ M Ʀɴɪ V Ʀsɪ ɴ: Chapter 1: The End of An Era (B.Nam)
N ʜ's Aʀ : Tʜ M Ʀɴɪ V Ʀsɪ ɴ: Chapter 1: The End of An Era (B.Nam)
Noah walked out of the huge bunker miserably, “Great, another job lost, exactly what I needed during
this time” Noah sighed. His mother was lying ill in the hospital bunker, her skin was starting to turn red
from the sun’s radiation, meaning that the human race might be coming to an end any second now. On
top of that, he was balancing 12 other jobs at the moment.
He and his parents used to work on a project together, they were trying to find a way to save humanity.
Their idea was to build space pods to find other planets with life forms, Noah and his parents were sure
that this would work with the technology they had now but many people disagreed, not willing to take the
risk, believing him to be a psychopath who enjoys watching people suffer. He stared at the white ceiling in
misery.
Noah arrived at the lab bunker moments later, their company was called Sky Engineer Industry AKA
SEI. But it was noticeably much smaller than ISI (International Space Industry) and the bunker looked a
lot less fancy, the number of employees was also smaller (with only around 15 of them), however, they
were a lot more pleasant than the ones in ISI. He knocked on the door and was welcomed warmly by his
boss Mr.Issac.
“Here’s the young chap! How’s it been with you Noah?” Mr. Isaac energetically asked.
Nick told him the events of this morning and watched as Mr. Isaac’s smile slowly fade. The company
was relying on him to convince ISI to try using their idea. But Noah had only convinced 10 of them.
Expecting to be scolded, Noah was totally caught off guard when Mr. Isaac reassured him by saying that
he has found another way to fix this.
“Fortunately, I have found further evidence to prove to the public the dangers of staying here,” said
Mr. Issac.
Mr. Isaac continued: “For the past 5 years, I have been measuring the temperature of the main door
seal entrance. The entrance to the outside world has heated up a tremendous amount, and the guards
even have to wear more protective gear, fearing for their own safety. The heat has also spread across the
UG, as I have also measured the temperature yearly. If my calculations are correct, we have no more
than 5 years before this place burns to crisp.”