Star Railway: Building a Foundation from the Beginning

"Hiss......"

Exhaling deeply, the choking smell of smoke fills the lobes of the lungs, and the nicotine brings pain and gives people a lucid hallucination, making the man realize once again that he is not in a dream, what is in front of him is the truth, the reality of the world.

"The world is fucking crazy......"

Foundation Level 4 Agent, Robert, stared at the screen and couldn't help but have such thoughts.

The warm air, the cool water, the waves crashing on the sea, smashing the white bouquets.

The memories associated with the sea are cool and nice.

Golden sand, white yachts, passionate beauties, and translucent bikinis.

If it weren't for the floating debris, the spilled oil, and the bodies that surrounded them, there was a flock of seagulls hovering over the sea.

How nice would it be?

"Uhh

"Boom—"

The sky outside the window was overcast, the sky was filled with lead, and the pale lightning reminded people again and again that it was dark, but they were fleeting.

The rhapsody that rained on the glass was buried again and again by the sound of keyboard tapping.

Robert did not have time to sympathize with the victims.

He's not cold-blooded, or some kind of latent anti-human.

But he himself felt that dying without knowing anything at this time was a good result.

The TV, the square screen, the man trapped in the box is talking into the air.

"You're tuning in to CBB News, I'm Frank. "

"This morning, a cruise ship carrying more than 2,000 passengers and crew sank, the worst cruise shipwreck in recent years. "

It is reported that this is a tourist route from Britain to America. "

"However, about 500 kilometers from the coast, the cruise ship suddenly exploded and caught fire, which caused the hull to break and quickly sink. "

"As soon as the Coast Guard received the distress signal, it immediately dispatched helicopters and rescue boats to the scene. "

"The cause of the explosion is unknown, the casualties are unknown, and rescue operations are continuing. "

The cruise ship's operators said they were investigating the cause of the accident and offered condolences and compensation to the families of the victims and survivors. "

"We will continue to broadcast the latest news for you. "

“......"

The sunken cruise ship was named the Magic.

Just like its name, in all the news, there are only a few still photos of it when it is in good condition, a perfect wallpaper, full of magic and fascinating.

The only thing missing is everything related to the process of its sinking.

Everything is deliberately hidden.

Robert pinched his eyebrows, trying to suppress the annoying irritability.

"Are you still controlling information?"

The existence of many anomalous organizations such as the Foundation is no longer a secret, and the world knows that there are many incredible things in this world, and the occasional anomaly is also something that people talk about.

But that doesn't mean that the public can accept the grim side of the world.

In particular, the fact that the end of the world is near.

The lone agent stopped thinking and moved the mouse, replaying the raw unprocessed footage.

This is the video that records the truth about the sinking of the Magic, and all anomalous organizations have united with various countries to seal off all possible leaks and minimize the unrest.

Like a doctor who allows a terminally ill patient to leave with dignity.

The video shows the jewel-like sea, in which the Magic sails smoothly and quickly, with a number of small boats floating around it.

Pairs of young people dressed up coolly, enjoying the beauty of youth, enthusiastic, snuggling up to each other, indulging in romance.

It's like a dream scene for every honeymoon lover.

However, the Magic stopped.

It is the unlucky one who repeats the tragedy of the Titanic.

As if hitting a mountain rock, the sound of a huge impact echoed, and the sound of metal and glass shattering was mixed.

The young romance was suddenly embarrassed, and a pile of tattered rolled off the side of the ship, fell into the sea, and splashed.

The people who fell on the deck were schools of released fish, screaming and falling straight down, mixed in the shredded wreckage.

After a few seconds, a sudden cloud of foam appeared behind the boat, but it wasn't the oars turning again.

An arm appeared.

Robert could only guess that it was an arm, and if it wasn't an arm, at least some kind of limb that could exercise arm function.

It's ten-storey, gray, covered in scales and warts, and chilling.

......

The fear engraved in the depths of a creature's memory is a fear called the fear of giants.

It takes people back to primitive times and confronts beings who are far superior to human beings in both body and strength.

"Fuck, isn't this a little too unlucky, blowing the sea breeze and singing, and then crashing into a giant monster, isn't that a little out of place.. ？"

"Hell, isn't this thing a little too big, I think it's about the size of the smallest starship. "

"This monster must be not small, otherwise it wouldn't have completely stopped a cruise ship just by colliding!"

"Wait! Even if this monster is terrifying, it won't lead to the end of the world, right?"

......

Bang -

There was another sound of falling rain from the window, and Robert, feeling a little short of breath, stood up and continued to do what a good agent should not do.

Nobody cares anymore, the world is fucking destroyed!

Fucking ruined!

Fuck fuck!

Robert grabbed a packet of potato chips, tore open the bag, and "clicked."

The arm in the video reaches the side of the ship and effortlessly tears open the Magic, like unzipping a coat.

"Click-"

Robert stuffed the chips into his mouth, biting and crushing again.

The people inside the ship screamed in despair and fled, but to no avail.

A large, spiny presence rises above the sea.

Its head resembled that of a giant octopus, but it was even more terrifying, with countless tentacles and sharp teeth covering its body, like a monster in a nightmare, and a pair of red eyes staring at the Magic.

It tugged at the cracks in the hull and shoved its head in, impatient.

The tissues of its head began to wriggle, and after a while, tiny lines of blood ran down its mouthparts, staining the sea red.

"Boom-"

Several missiles, trailing a white trail, whistled from afar, exploding on its back.

"Whew-"

Several jet fighters flew by quickly.

It didn't move, burying its head deeper, allowing more missiles to fall on it, and the insignificant explosion exploded on its back, failing to blacken even a single scale.

Then, that's where the video ends.

Robert stood in front of the window, looked up blankly, and saw the distant thunder, in the clouds, cascading on top of each other, like some huge object moving.

He withdrew his gaze, stepped on the cigarette butt, lit another one, and continued to destroy his own lungs.

Only the feeling of suffocation gave him the courage to realize that he was still alive.

......

"One thing to say, although the weapons in the picture have been seriously outdated, the mainstream weapons in the atmosphere are laser cannons and wave cannons, not missiles. But I have to stress that no normal creature can take a few missiles like this without reacting!"

"It's normal, if this monster is just big enough to defeat the Foundation, then the Foundation is too hasty. But when you think about it, organizations like the Foundation, which have integrated a large number of containments, have not succeeded in preventing the end of the world, and how terrible the end of the world is. "

"Maybe it's just a guy of the level of Doommon? Although the Foundation has an administrator, his strength may not be strong in that era, and if there is a Doomsday Beast-level existence in the containment, it can also destroy the entire civilization. "

"Pure passerby, there is one thing to say, objectively speaking, Containment-682 Containment-2599 is not more powerful than some Doom Beast?"

"6, you kid report the coordinates, and I'll contact the legion at your doorstep. "

"Excuse me, in the interstellar era, if you want to face a monster of this level, what is the most appropriate means to use?"

"You can slander it as a bountiful creature, and you will have hunting followers to annihilate it. "

......

"Wu-" (read the violent novel, go to the Feilu novel network!)

The whistling wind lifted the curtain of water and smashed against the closed window.

On the glass, the rain is no longer one by one, drop by drop, but becomes a face, falling like a waterfall.

"Uhhh

"Boom—"

The sky is no longer filled with lead, but with black ink.

Robert could only faintly see the color of the clouds through the windows of the Foundation's buildings on the surface, splashing several layers of carbon ink and then casually moistening them with a pen.

But he didn't bother to watch the rain, and this kind of scene had nothing to do with the scenery, but rather announced that the end had officially arrived.

"Jingle bells—jingle bells—"

It's a landline ringtone.

Robert came back to his senses, and the Foundation's decision-makers finally responded.

He walked briskly back to the table and picked up the earpiece.

"This is Foundation Level 4 Agent, Robert. "

......

In an unremarkable bungalow, Joel is watching TV with a shocked expression.

The perceptions he had built up over the past two decades were shattered in just a few minutes.

This certainly does not refer to the existence of the Foundation.

The news program of the TV station is showing the footage of the sinking of the Magic, and it is grandiose and does not hide anything.

This is so abnormal!

They have never been so sincere!

Even on the day the anomalous organizations announced their existence, many news programs were still stubborn.

It's like they claim they haven't been in contact with aliens.

Now, the people in charge of these programs have changed their sexuality one by one, and the turn of 180 is jaw-dropping.

There was a wave of doomsday on TKTK, the famous, the unknown, the beautiful, the ugly, the male, the female, the gunship......

The demons danced, and the people expressed their opinions, and collectively excreted their uneasiness.

Anxiety and fear multiply and spread among the population, and the number of people chasing trends is increasing.

When everything is about to slip into an irretrievable and utter loss of order.

The figure of the Grand Commander appeared on the screen, he was already old, his blond hair was disheveled, and the bags under his eyes were much worse.

My compatriots, I am here today to declare that our country is facing an unprecedented crisis, an unprecedented catastrophe is befalling on this planet. "

He solemnly declared, his tone trying to be cheerful, but he was weighed down by the weight of reality.

"In order to protect our great country and people, I have decided to declare a national emergency throughout the country. I have instructed the federal government to provide all necessary assistance to the localities, including medical supplies, weapons and equipment, money and personnel. "

"I believe that with the efforts of our great military, medical staff, scientists, entrepreneurs, and all patriots, and under my leadership, we will be able to get through this disaster, restore the Union to normalcy, and make the Federation great again!

The days that followed became strange, Joel fidgeted all day, and it seemed as if a bottomless abyss would emerge at any moment to swallow him.

In fact, everything is weirdly normal.

Joel's life hasn't changed -

The damn bills are still coming;

He had to put on a white shirt, a black tie, wax on his head, and shiny leather shoes;

A neighbor picks up and drops off four children from school;

Breakfast as always, freshly squeezed milk, bread from the town bakery......

If it weren't for the madness of people breaking into town, if it weren't for the fact that young people his age began to indulge, if it weren't for all sorts of strange rumors circulating in private.

Everything looked quiet and peaceful.

Obviously, such days did not last.

As soon as the camera turned, the number representing the date became a little larger.

One day, Joel was woken up by a sudden sound.

"State of Emergency Notice—"

"Dear citizens: As a result of the riots, our city is facing a serious crisis. In order to protect your life and property, we have decided to carry out emergency evacuation in some areas...... (Lee Dehao)"

The town's police cars and radio stations broadcast evacuation notices day and night, yesterday the reason was the plague, today it has become riots and terrorist attacks, and maybe tomorrow there will be a new nightmare?

Joel exhaled violently, emptying his lungs of air, and inhaled again, smelling the distinctive smell of the room.

The meaning of his life remains here.

- He had no intention of leaving the house.

......

The dimly lit room was lit only by a faint incandescent lamp, and Joel calculated that he still had enough supplies for a few days, but the most important thing for now was that his brother, who was in another state, was talking to him on the phone.

Joel clipped the earpiece between his shoulders.

"Hey, Joe, how are you doing?"

The other party's tired voice came from the earpiece:

"Oops, this might be the last time I'll talk to you recently?"

Joel put down the pen and concentrated on chatting:

"What happened?"

Joe seemed to be whispering, his tone was faint, and he sounded extremely haggard.

"Don't worry, my dear Joel, it's just a wildfire, isn't there a lot of wildfire in our country?"

“...... But something wasn't right with this fire, I felt like it was alive, it was hunting gasoline and trees. "

The sound of Joe taking a deep breath came from the earpiece.

Then he said:

"The next thing I'm going to tell you, sounds crazy, listen, it's really crazy, but it's true. "

"My God, you can't imagine what I saw...... It was a fire man at least 6 meters tall, and it just walked, and then there was flames that consumed everything......"

Before he could finish speaking, Joe's voice disappeared completely.

A chill rose from the bottom of Joel's heart, like falling into an ice cellar.

He was stunned for a moment, then grabbed the earpiece and shouted desperately:

"Joe, how is Joe?"

On the other end of the phone, there was no response.