Star Railway: Building a Foundation from the Beginning

Kira Yoshikage pressed his thumb calmly, as if he had pressed the button to detonate the device.

"Click-"

In an instant, Robert, the Foundation 4 agent, vanished from where he was.

“！！！"

"No, Robert!"

"It's ...... Did you kill someone directly?"

Kira Yoshikage patted the suit, smoothing out the subtle folds, just as he flattened out other factors that disturbed his daily life.

Everything around you has to be kept normal, on the track called everyday.

This is essential for the maintenance of the status quo of Containment Item-1915, known as Kira Yoshikage.

Then, with a calm face, he walked to his shelter, inserted the key into the keyhole, and turned it violently, making the lock make a pleasant sound.

The door opened, and the dim light outlined the shape of the door frame and the tall figure.

The room was dimly lit, and as far as the eye could see, the dining room facing the main door, with a wooden dining table surrounded by chairs, and a staircase leading to the second floor in the distance.

Moving his gaze to the left, his gaze gradually fell on the living room, bedroom, and study, and the contents were neat and tidy, without the slightest sign of being flipped.

Except for the open sliding window in the living room, everything was normal.

Isn't it a burglar thief, is it a new salesman...... Kira Yoshikage was a little puzzled, he had never seen this man in this town before.

The man was dressed in a meticulous suit and seemed to feel good about himself, but in Kirayoshikage's eyes, it looked like a large penguin.

Habitually raise your left hand, feel the switch, and press it.

"Click-"

A bright light diffused from the chandelier overhead, and the filament quickly became red, and the light penetrated the transparent bulb and through the colored lampshade, spreading a warm glow into the lonely room.

This time, Kira Yoshikage carefully searched the entire room, not letting go of possible details.

Although he has a regular schedule, his life is as rhythmic as a machine, and he has no hand fetish, he will not be Boki when he sees "Mona Lisa".

But the thought of being put in a corner of the house with bugs and video recorders made Kira Yoshikage feel a chill in his heart.

As you go, you like.

In the end, nothing was found.

"What the hell is he here for?"

Kira Yoshikage stopped, frowned, and whispered silently.

Then, he sighed helplessly, for he remembered a possibility that he had deliberately ignored, but that had always been possible—

The peculiarities in him were discovered.

Calming down, Kira Yoshikage walked into the bathroom, turned on the faucet, propped his hands on either side of the pool, looked at his reflection in the mirror, and then picked up a handful of water and splashed it on his face.

Maybe I should get more information out of his mouth and then dispose of him, many situations are not clear now, especially the identity of the other party......

Is it a civil organization, or is it an official investigator? Will he have accomplices? Will he be on the run, where will he be able to escape?

In the midst of his thoughts, Kira Yoshikage wiped the water from his face with a towel, walked into the living room, turned on the TV, and looked at the sunset that was about to set.

The trees outside the window were dark, with only a few leaves outlined by the sunlight, making them look like they were smoldering.

How long has he been gaining magical powers?

Kira Yoshikage suddenly couldn't remember when he had this power.

What he can be sure of is that he has been living a peaceful life since he gained power, as have the inhabitants of the entire town.

Even if there will be vicious events in other cities and towns in China, there will be irresistible natural disasters.

Only the town where he is located has maintained a stable status quo, just as he expected.

......

Meanwhile, Foundation Site-17.

Within the Foundation, the Site is meant to be a covert facility, but it is usually located closer to population centers, and is often disguised as having a government or subsidiary background.

Site-17 is the Foundation's second-largest containment facility, housing hundreds of researchers and more than twice as many anomalies.

This is focused on the containment of low-risk humanoid containments, including Containment-073, Containment-105, Containment-343, etc.

Its permanent staff includes a large number of professors of medicine and psychology.

The underground portion of Site-17 is the true body of the site.

"Dada-~-"

The sound of short footsteps echoed through the hallway.

This was followed by the sound of the air pump working as the gates opened several times in succession, as well as the sound of a compact triple knock.

"Knock knock—"

"Come in!"

After receiving permission, the researcher in the white coat pushed the door open, placed an electronic screen on his desk, and said succinctly:

"Director, Agent Robert's vital signs are gone. "

Across the desk sat a somewhat out-of-shape man.

The other person is stacking his feet on the table, smoking a cigar that fills the office with smoke but doesn't turn on the exhaust fan.

He has a double chin, a raised hairline, and a clear arrogance and ruthlessness in his cloudy eyes, which is a sign of self-esteem.

"Disappearing ......"

The director frowned slightly, took the electronic screen, and used the identity card to unlock the permissions, looking at this report.

Although Robert is nominally his subordinate and under his authority, the hierarchy of authority is the same as his.

The death of any of Robert was no small matter, and could not have been treated as if he had disappeared as a D-class.

The Hume index in Duwang Town is abnormal......

Agent Robert traveled here to conduct initial intelligence gathering to determine what kind of anomaly was present in Duwang Town......

During the building-by-building mapping, Agent Robert's vital signs and positioning abruptly disappeared......

It's unusual.

Foundation agents are not stupid, on the contrary, most of the work related to agents, whether it is to confirm anomalies or contain anomalies.

It can be said that agents are one of the most important forces in the Foundation's containment process.

They are seasoned, well-versed in combat techniques, can fly most vehicles, and each is a master of firearms.

There's not much that can vaporize from an agent's room, some kind of extremely dangerous containment object, or a Level 3 reality bender......

The Director pondered for a moment, then looked at the researcher who was still waiting.

"The next part of the investigation is no longer your responsibility, I will send an expert over. "

The researcher nodded expressionlessly, didn't speak, and turned and walked away quickly.

The supervisor took the landline, and after pressing a few buttons, he immediately let the leather shoes fall to the ground, not aiming at the door, and put away the rebelliousness just now, with a smile on his face.

“...... Hello, Dear O5 Councillor, this is the Director of Site-17. "

“...... I'm requesting a new Agent Robert. "

“...... Activated Agent Robert was unexpectedly killed while investigating an anomaly of Hume Levels, and approval was requested for the use of Mobile Task Force Delta-17. "

When he hung up the phone, the hand that took the receiver couldn't stop shaking.

The director shuddered and took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

......

The screen switches to a Foundation facility underground.

Visually, the scene here is somewhat similar to that of the site managed by Dr. Bright on Arillo-VI.

Several researchers in white coats recorded readings from the outside of the chamber to check the condition of the chamber in a row.

In the turbid yellow liquid, bubbles roll from the bottom to the top, disturbing the torso of the sleeping person in it.

Sleeping here were individuals with similar faces, all young Robert.

At this time, there was movement in the passage outside the room, and soon, the sound of footsteps approached the isolation door.

"O5 directive, activate the new Robert entity, prepare the memory injection program. "

Appearing in front of the researcher was a man with a blank face and a moving hairline, Dr. Gears.

The machine here can be regarded as a simplified version of Containment-2000, but as long as it can ensure that the Foundation's outstanding talents will not completely die due to the accident, it will have enough value, regardless of whether it is simple or not.

"Yes, doctor. "

After receiving the order, the researchers changed their previous relaxed state and immediately got busy:

Someone opened the drain valve, emptied the tank of liquid, and lifted Robert's clone;

Someone tweaks the memory injection machine and checks Robert's memory backup to make sure nothing goes wrong......

Dr. Gears watched it all and calmly pushed his glasses. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

In another place, a team of men was gathering.

In front of the convoy of armored vehicles, the members of the special service team, dressed in uniform combat uniforms and fully armed, lined up neatly.

Several team members were carrying instruments.

Scranton's Reality Anchor, a weapon for dealing with reality benders.

......

"Wow, this unfolds ......"

"Agent Robert...... It's a clone, too?"

"I have to sigh that sometimes we really can't hold the Foundation to too high moral standards, and maybe for the Foundation, as long as it doesn't betray humanity and try to destroy the world, it's no problem. "

"I suddenly found that the Foundation is not only ruthless to the containment, but also ruthless to its own people, and even more ruthless to its own civilization. "

"Therefore, the fact that the Foundation can become the current behemoth is inseparable from the fact that the Foundation's high-level officials are not human. "

"If immortality can be mass-produced, I am afraid that the Foundation can give one to each outstanding employee, so that everyone can become an immortal existence, and then work for the Foundation for eternity. "

......

In silent sleep, the moon outside the window slanted to the west, gradually sinking towards the horizon, and there was a flash of light in the east, casting a glimmer of light over the whole world.

Outside the window, early birds "chirp", accompanied by the sound of wings flapping into the air.

"Another good day...... It seems that nothing has happened. "

Kira Yoshikage woke up on time, looked at the quiet town, and smiled slightly.

He had already envisioned many bad consequences, but now it seemed like unfounded fears.

There was no mysterious man in a black suit to visit, and no police car with sirens surrounding his home.

Everything seems to indicate that the uninvited guest who appeared at his house yesterday was just an uninvited guest.

Maybe it's some hapless salesman, maybe it's somewhere.

Kira Yoshikage is in a good mood.

He rolled over and got out of bed, stepped on his slippers, came to the window, opened the window, and prepared for the new day.

Just as he propped his hands on the edge of the windowsill and poked his head out to look left and right.

The first thing that caught his blue eyes was not green foliage or delicate flowers.

Instead, the soldiers clinged to the walls, tightly wrapped and heavily armed, revealing only a pair of glasses.

“.. Belch...... How are you?"

Kira Yoshikage stretched out his thumb and pressed it, but nothing changed.

Kira Yoshikage: "?"

Delta-17：“？"

Kira Yoshikage repeated this action a few times, but the magical power seemed to leave him.

At that moment, he felt a heavy palm on his shoulder and patted it.

He subconsciously looked up, but what he saw was an infinitely magnified fist.

"Bang!"

"Scranton Reality Anchor, kid. "

In the haze of consciousness, Kira Yoshikage seemed to hear the mysterious man say:

"Initial control of the target has been completed and escort to Site-17 is being carried out as planned. "

"Amnestics, hurry up. "

The voice was somewhat similar, like the gentleman he had killed yesterday.

......

"I have nothing to say. "

"Go solo for a 6. "

"Objective preliminary control, refers to physics. "

"It's a bit of a shame, Kira Yoshikage, as a reality bender, the supreme divinity of the future, was leveled with one punch, and there was not even a decent resistance, and as a sports student, I didn't have anything to do with being beaten in the face. "

"No kidding, the strength of that punch is not small, let alone a concussion, and a little more ruthless and directly shattering the bones, no problem. "

"Suddenly I felt that Kira Yoshikage was a little pitiful...... Reality benders who can't bend reality, aren't they ordinary people......"

"It was originally a suspense film, but suddenly I went to a comedy film......"

......

Then, in the picture, a bus appears.

The bus moved slowly, its body shaking from time to time.

After a few close contacts between his head and the car window, Kira Yoshikage squeezed his eyes and finally woke up.

He rubbed his head, yawned, and looked around at the heavily armed Secret Service members.

They were sitting quietly in their seats, their bodies swaying with the body, like a group of real passengers.

Sitting in the driver's seat was Foundation Level 4 Agent, Robert.

Kira Yoshikage didn't show any special behavior, didn't panic, and didn't run away, as if he didn't realize that something was wrong with the people around him.

This scene is harmonious and weird.

Subsequently, new archives appeared.

[Incident-1915-B (Is it okay)]

[Date: 2 years, month and day]

【Location:】

[Description: At the time of its initial recovery, Containment-1915 was escorted to Site-17 by Mobile Task Force Delta-17. 】

[During the escort, Containment-1915 converts the Mobile Team's armored vehicle into a bus, the public transportation that Containment-1915 uses to get to work.]

Containment-1915 appears to be convinced that the Secret Service personnel are the other passengers of the bus. The agent was the driver of the armored car at the time, he briefly believed himself to be the bus driver and returned to the normal route of the bus. 】

[Other members of the task force verbally persuaded the agents and neutralized the effect, and Containment-1915 was safely delivered to Site-17 on a bus.] 】

[Incident-1915-B]

[Date: 2 years, month and day]

[Location: Site-17 Humanoid Containment Area, Containment Chamber 257]

[Description: Upon arriving at the containment chamber chosen for it, Containment-1915 transforms it into an exact replica of its villa. 】

[Electronic devices are still working despite not having a power source, and toilets still have running water and sewers.] When the instance is removed from the altered containment chamber, the object loses its anomalous properties. Containment-1915 considers the security guards and researchers escorting it to be neighbors and public service personnel. 】

[Incident-1915-C]

[Date: 2 years, months, and days]

[Location: Site-17 Humanoid Containment Area, Containment Room 257, Maintenance Tools Storage Room]

[Description: The day after containment, Item-1915 exited its containment chamber (albeit with the door locked) and entered a nearby maintenance tool storage room. 】

[Security personnel who arrive find that the storage room has been altered to approach the workshop where Item-1915 is located, including a working telephone and internet connection.] When confronted with security personnel, Containment-1915 apologized for "working overtime to complete the budget report", stating that it required additional income. 】。