Star Railway: Building a Foundation from the Beginning

"Is it possible that Foundation containment procedures have failed, as Dr. Kondraki did on an immortal lizard that destroyed most of the site?"

"No way, Dr. Kondraki has destroyed the entire site to that appearance, there is no containment breach of containment, only anomalies, the Foundation will definitely be able to deal with it. "

"It is highly likely, before the containment object became contained, the Foundation site was attacked in clusters, releasing hordes of high-risk containment objects that would be enough to cause the end of the world. "

"Doesn't that mean that the Foundation is like a garbage can, and if the trash can breaks, the whole world will be flooded with garbage?"

"I like your description, your will is written. "

The Foundation's video continues.

The characters in the picture are no longer confused Joel, but a group of people dressed differently.

They are either heavily armed, dressed in combat uniforms, or well-dressed, dressed in expensive suits, or dressed in ordinary clothes, like passers-by everywhere......

Everyone looked serious, kept walking, and hurried forward.

The surrounding vegetation is lush, the mountain peaks are towering, the canyons are majestic, the grasslands are open, and the splashing of waterfalls is incessant, as if the end of the world has nothing to do with it.

Yellowstone National Park.

The audience learned the name of the place through the letters, and the question ensued - how did the Foundation people still have the leisure to come to the park?

Are they here for a walk?

It can't be here to, right?

"Containment-2000 is here, good location. "

Walter Young looked at the screen and thought silently.

He traveled through the previous world, and there is also a scenic spot called [Yellowstone National Park].

For a casual moment, Walter Young thought he was back there.

As a result, he suspects that the world in which the Foundation operates has deep ties to the planet he once protected.

Most likely the same planet from a different world!

As he continued to think, he heard a violent sound of machinery, and the park floor began to tremble violently, like an earthquake.

In the shocked eyes, a huge crack appeared on the 613 side of [Yellowstone National Park], splitting to both sides, revealing a downward passage.

No one hesitated, and the members of the Foundation descended in an orderly manner and entered it.

The crowd descended the stairs, and on both sides of the passage, unknown devices were densely packed on them.

At the bottom, a heavy metal door blocked their way.

"Authentication: Protocol Gonamide has been implemented, security systems unlocked;"

"Clearance Unlocked: Allow any Foundation personnel to initiate Procedure CYA-009;"

"Identity verification: The identity verification has passed. "

"Whew-"

Several electronic sounds rang out one after another, and the heavy metal door slowly opened, and the staggered toothed structures moved away from each other, revealing the interior of the mechanical séance.

An underground city!

Until then, no one would have doubted that the Deance was a large facility, but no one would have thought that it was so huge.

"How long has the Foundation been preparing for the end of the world......

"Unthinkable ......"

The entire underground has been hollowed out, the distance between the dome and the deepest part is no less than 2 kilometers, and each building-like structure is an instrument, with countless pipelines running through it.

This is an underground city that is far larger than the first-tier metropolises.

After Fu Xuan saw this scene, he couldn't help but admire.

The most spectacular of these is not the building-like facilities, but the neatly arranged cabins that resemble giant bird eggs.

Among them, there were people with different faces and smooth bodies, all soaked in a pale yellow liquid, rising and falling, and falling into a deep sleep.

The next moment.

Sirens sounded, echoing through the lonely city, like a ghost town that had triggered the alarm.

"Click-"

"Click-"

"Click-"

Patches of lights came on, and the roar of the machines resounded.

In the container, the human beings opened their eyes, dazed, like newborn young beasts.

......

"6, I'm guessing the Foundation has been preparing to build this containment-2000 séance since day one, and it must have taken a considerable amount of time and resources to build. "

(ccbj) I have a way to save effort - I can use reality benders like Zhao Zena to create things out of thin air, so that the construction can be completed faster?"

"Don't worry, whatever you can think of, all the bigwigs of the Foundation must have thought of it, don't forget, no matter how terrifying the end of the world is, the Foundation still has the administrator in charge, maybe the human race will perish, but the Foundation itself will still survive. "

"But even if the Foundation has enough mechanical equipment to replicate human beings, how can we ensure that the people who make the copies will not notice that the world has been reset? It will definitely take a lot of time for the Foundation to replicate all the people on an entire planet, and what does the Foundation plan to do in the middle of this time window?"

"Don't forget, the Foundation has amnestics, and if something is wrong, it's a big deal to wipe out all memories. "

"You have a lot of point, I can't argue with it. "

......

The torrential rain stopped, and the clouds dispersed.

But......

The situation is not getting better.

An unusually thick fog enveloped everything, and even the most flamboyant searchlights lost their power in front of it, no different from candles.

Robert learned everything from the O5, the Foundation's efforts to stop the end of the world failed, and containment breaches continued to occur, and sites lost contact one by one, including Mobile Task Forces.

All members of the Foundation, combatants and researchers, armed with their own weapons, fought in this final hour to save some humans who had not been copied.

Now.

Information control methods have failed, and even the Foundation has no energy or manpower to stop the video from circulating.

Even if there are memetic hazards in some videos, the Foundation will no longer have jurisdiction.

They have held on for the humanity of the past for too long, and now, they have to fight for the rebirth of the human race.

"The world is out of control......

Robert looked at the video that was still being updated on the website and spat out a smoke ring.

In fact, Robert quit smoking early and prides himself on his strong willpower.

But when the apocalypse began, he picked up tobacco again in just a few days, and quickly degenerated into an old smoking gun.

From the video, Robert learned the specific details of this apocalypse, and watched the contents one by one with the mentality of watching a horror movie.

In the north, some say that zombies were seen.

They say that those who died did not really die, but were infected by a mysterious virus and turned into monsters that had no mind and only knew how to eat meat.

The man in the video chants:

"That is God's punishment for mankind, a harbinger of the end times!"

Robert didn't have an expression, just shook his head:

"Containment-008 leaked?

He clicked on the next video. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

In the east, a killing spree is underway.

The mob, uniformly dressed in black and armed with weapons, carried out indiscriminate massacres of all races and ages.

Screams, gunshots, and explosions mingled, and the flames remained unextinguished in the torrential rain.

Robert glanced at the pistol on the table - black, tiny, cute, but not intimidating.

"When you leave for a while, you have to bring a rifle with you. "

The social order has collapsed, and the rule of the jungle has returned to this land.

He clicked on the next video.

A man held up his cell phone, almost taped to his big pie face.

"The land suddenly came alive, and it began to eat people. "

He gasped and recounted the horror he had just seen.

Even the land that gave birth to humans is no longer safe, it is soft and greedy, and will open its huge mouth to devour any creature that sets foot on it.

"My brother's family was swallowed up by the land!"

In an unknown place, there was a preaching that the Son of God was going to be resurrected.

“...... He will come again and sacrifice to God!"

"Purify this sinful world with the blood of the innocent and prepare for the return of the Son of God!"

"We have found the time and place for the return of the Son of God, just waiting for the angelic trumpet to sound!"

Some are true, some are rumors.

They are constantly spreading among the population, causing panic and confusion.

Some chose to flee, some to resist, some to join, and some to commit suicide.

No one knows if there is a larger conspiracy behind these rumors, only one thing is certain: the world is coming to an end.

The atmosphere of the apocalypse enveloped the whole world, and people's psychology collapsed.

They no longer believe in any official information, no longer in any scientific explanations, no longer in any rational judgments.

They only believe the bizarre rumors they hear, see, and imagine.

It's all crazy, really, but they take it as the truth, as a guide to survival.

......

"It's very much in line with my vision of the end of the world, and before the real disaster strikes, rumors start to spread and the social order collapses. "

"I can feel that a lot of people are really crazy. "

"It's ironic that it's not the real calamity that drives the vast majority of people crazy, it's the excess imagination. "

"It's normal, a person who suddenly loses his job at home will feel at a loss, let alone one day, suddenly learn that the whole world is about to end, people are just the difference between dying early and dying late, and those who don't commit suicide immediately are considered warriors who love life. "

"Sociology +8."

......

In the age of the Internet, all information can be disseminated, and in the end of the world, even unmoderated content can be published at will.

Joel began to deliberately distance himself from the crowd for a moment of peace.

Through the Internet, he has a full view of the anomalies around the world, and feels that the end of human civilization has been counted.

As evidence, many bloggers who post frequently have not updated for several days.

Joel thanked himself for his foresight.

He has stocked up on enough food, ammunition, and fresh water at home, and buckets and boxes of supplies are everywhere, giving him the ultimate sense of security.

In addition, he also took advantage of the days when the business did not collapse, replaced it with a metal security door, and by the way, reinforced the basement and house with steel plates.

He didn't lose his family, but he went bankrupt and had debts that he couldn't pay off for the rest of his life.

The only good news is that the creditor's phone calls are not working.

Joel feels good about it.

The joy of unearned gains didn't last long.

"It's even worse. "

Network services have not yet ended, but the days before a return to the era of the Mutual Benefit Web are not far off.

Network lag, loss of connection, and disconnection have become a part of daily life.

Adapting to an increasingly stable internet and ever-increasing download speeds, these terrible experiences are anxiety-inducing.

Joel got used to it.

He was born learning how to use a computer, and he couldn't imagine what it would be like if people were separated from the Internet.

Will it be like those wilderness survival experts in "Survival in the Wilderness" and "Living Alone in the Wilderness", returning to the primitive life of three days and nine meals?

"Click-"

Joel pressed F5 impatiently, as if constantly pressing the refresh button was tantamount to constantly swinging the whip, his ancestors drove farm tools in this land, and he urged the servers in the distance today.

"Gan!"

He clenched his fist with one hand and smashed it on the keyboard.

"No answer" on the screen announced that another social platform was offline.

"Ahh

Joel finally got a little tired of it, and he threw himself on the couch, like crawling with worms, itching but not knowing how to vent.

Moments later, he went to the toilet.

After more than ten minutes, Joel came out of the toilet, irritable and still, but he was able to stabilize his mood a little under the lack of interest, except for the smell of heather and the loss of a lot of physical strength, everything was fine.

He was confused.

The lights in the room are turned off, and only the computer and screen are still shining.

"Lord, tell me why these things are happening. "

"Lord, tell you the lost lamb the truth behind these things. "

"Lord, give me a revelation to light the way forward. "

Joel has lost trust and understanding of the world, and has lost direction and purpose for himself.

He wandered in confusion, not knowing who to trust and who to follow.

Sleepiness hits.

Joel dragged himself and climbed into the underground shelter, locked the heavy special protective door, and clutched his firearm, and fell asleep in a cramped single bed.