Star Railway: Building a Foundation from the Beginning

"If you want me to say, if you encounter this kind of weird world, it is better to go crazy on the spot, race in the morning, float on the water at noon, and fly upside down in the evening. What Foundation, kill and kill, what O5 Council, kill and kill, and that annoying containment, I'm kill and kill!"

"Well said!

"What kind of courtyard are you going to let me in!"

"Inquire about the mental status of netizens. "

"I have to complain about this development, why would I send agents over there when I know that there might be problems in the world on the other side?

"No, you're a bit of a god, and even now, I feel that the Foundation's archives are incomplete, and I only know that the whole world on the other side is wrong, but I don't know why that world is the way it is. "

"If this Foundation enters the interstellar age, it won't be so troublesome, and it will just blow up the planet. "

"Foundation: I think you're a bit extreme. "

......

Kate informed the team leader of the harvest:

"The system went down at four o'clock in the morning...... Since the last inspection, all life broadcasters have not ~ answered. "

Captain Roy's eyebrows furrowed:

"None of this set off an alarm?"

It shouldn't be.

He just sensed that something was very wrong, but for the time being, he couldn't grasp the inspiration.

"I don't think it's likely to cause ......," Agent Keller set the terminal aside.

While counting his fingers, he said:

"It should be sent to maintenance first, then system command, and then ...... Site Command?"

"If no one answers, it may send a message to Station 17, and if it still doesn't respond...... Maybe send it to the O5 Council. When this timed out, it activated an automatic fail-safe device, cordoned off the site, and began broadcasting for help. And then it just waits. "

Boy!

I was already familiar with this set of processes, and I didn't feel any trouble or difficulty in implementing it.

But today I broke it open, crumpled it, cut it into a squirt, and put it in front of me to look at it.

That's a bit too cumbersome.

Captain Roy was a little dizzy by this set of processes, and shouted good guys!

Just give up thinking.

"What are you waiting for?"

"Other sites responded, or any staff. Agent Keller casually explained.

"I think even a Tier 1 newcomer can lift the blockade - but that's all hypothetical, and I haven't seen it actually used that way yet. "

The Foundation's process setup may seem inefficient, but it is a helpless move that balances efficiency and sudden disaster.

He is a small Level 3 agent, and he has not yet been able to dictate to the big names of the Foundation.

Hearing his subordinate's tone-adjusted answer, Captain Roy suddenly fell silent.

Then I remembered something else.

To him, those things were like water to swimming fish, bread to DIO, and new bodies to Dr. Bright.

I have long been accustomed to it, and I am even familiar to the point of turning a blind eye.

Only when I suddenly look back, I realize that I am missing them, and my heart becomes empty, as if I have lost a familiar friend.

He looked up, wiped a handful of dust off his desk, and patted his gloves:

"What about AIAD?"

"I remember that this site had Alexandra installed and they should still be there. "

As powerful as the Red Queen, but loyal and not thinking of peaceful ways to destroy humanity.

"Alexandra.aic is currently operational. Agent Keller continued to operate the terminal, his eyes lit up, as if he had scavenged something of value from a garbage heap.

"Very well, I'll wake her up...... Alexandra, can you hear me?"

Agent Keller spoke into the microphone, speaking slowly and with a standard pronunciation.

“......"

He didn't get a response.

However, in the terminal screen, Alexandra.aic is running, and the program does not report errors.

Agent Keller suddenly had a sense of foreboding...... Could it be that the main machine is running in an empty shell?

But he subconsciously put this possibility in the last place, and instead checked the peripherals and hardware problems.

The black microphone was covered with a thin layer of dust.

Could it be that there is something wrong with this microphone?

Then, he blew the floating ash on it and patted the microphone by the way.

Inside the office, a roar erupted, like a close-range explosion, like an engine suddenly exploding.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

"Hey, hey, hey??? Alexandra, this is Keller, can you hear me?"

Still no response.

"Try text interactions. "

At Captain Roy's suggestion, Agent Keller switched to manual input mode.

[Keller: Alexandra, this is Keller, are you there?]

There was no reply on the screen.

Agent Keller shook his head and said regretfully:

"It's useless, not only Alexandra, but Thorn and they don't speak. "

As he spoke, Keller continued to communicate with Alexandra, trying to wake him up with extremely high-content words, and even used a lot of N-sink.

It's just that these words are not offensive at all in the eyes of many races in the universe, as if they are doing dialogue exercises.

"This agent is so polite, honorific after honorific, even the most well-groomed nobles in our kingdom probably can't write such elegant sentences. "

"I was actually greeting an artificial intelligence, whether there is an animal like a horse at home, but I didn't expect that the Foundation had already included human-machine equality in the agenda before entering the sea of stars, which is really a great civilization. "

——This speech is from the intelligent machine civilization.

“...... Are these people serious?"

Blacktower watched the barrage float across the screen, question marks after question marks popping out of his head, falling in front of him, and being bounced aside.

"Speaking Tibetan can really help relieve stress...... Uh, am I really watching the same Foundation show as these guys?"

"Just ......"

Blacktower's expression was slightly serious.

"In the beginning, my understanding of the Foundation's archives was skewed......"

"Well, everything that is thought to have living properties – flora and fauna, microorganisms, computer programs, artificial intelligence – is dead......"

"Ancient, simple machines, computers that only exist as tools, are not included in this category. "

It must be some kind of anomaly, or even some terrible being that is not weaker than divinity, not that the universe has suddenly awakened to its self-consciousness and decided to exterminate humanity.

It makes sense that if that's the case, it could still exist in this world......

However, there are also problems with this idea:

"Now that the rest of this world is dead, these agents should repeat the same mistakes the first time they enter here. "

"Why......"

The Black Tower blinked, her purple eyes reflecting a jewel-like glow.

Suddenly, her eyes suddenly widened, and even her pupils trembled violently.

"So, yes, so......"

"No......"

......

"That's weird. "

Captain Roy narrowed his eyes imperceptibly:

"Now that the lock on Station 81 has been lifted, can I open other stations here?"

"There are sites that have protocols that allow those who are on duty to lift the lockdown. Of course, we can also find O5 to unlock them. "

"Do you know where O5 is?" said Captain Roy as he regretted asking the question.

There may be agents in the Foundation who are aware of the location of the O5 Council, but not them.

Rightfully so, he heard Keller's answer:

"I don't know, you know what?"

"Nope. Captain Roy was succinct.

Keller raised an eyebrow and shrugged his shoulders.

Captain Roy looked at Keller, who had returned to work, and suddenly a question came to mind:

"How's the rest of the guys doing?"

As soon as he thought about it, he heard the debriefing.

"Hey Boss, we'...... We're here, uh-"

It seems that I have reached a place where I don't want to let myself know...... There's only one place there......

Captain Roy tried to calm his mood as much as possible:

"Where are you?"

"Weapons labs. "

"Oh. "

"We're going to collect the samples, and lock this place—"

"No, I'm going to see for myself. Coming soon. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Captain Roy hung up the communication, took two steps around the office, patted Keller on the shoulder, pointed to the door, and said:

"Follow me to the weapons lab. "

"Good. Keller put away the terminal, intending to meet the captain of this world, and by the way, preview the farewell process of the body.

— and your own.

The agents, led by the captain, quickly arrived at the weapons laboratory and saw the two agents guarding the door.

The two agents blocked the door, not giving way:

"Boss, we-"

Captain Roy raised his hand and motioned for him to shut up:

"—that corpse is not me, I am who I am. Do you think I'm going to be scared of what's going on inside an anomaly?"

"We've seen this kind of crazy a long time ago, and it's a big deal to see your own corpse. "

Without further negotiations, the agent instantly relented.

The two get out of the way:

"Listen to you, boss. "

The weapons laboratory was the same as he remembered, with a weapon rack, a workbench, a design room, a processing room, and a shooting range......

The color is simple and very smart.

It's just that.

Near the workbench, two agents lay upside down, and in front of the shooting range, a doctor in a white lab coat slumbered.

Their appearance is intact, not decaying, not even tasteless, like all the dead they have encountered so far.

It's a pure dried corpse.

Captain Roy looked at these extremely familiar appearances, and there was no expression.

If you have poor psychological quality, I am afraid that you will feel lost and even infinitely sad.

Upon discovering that his team members were trying to recover their badges, Captain Roy suddenly sighed and quickly told them to stop:

"Leave them here, they are people of this world, and we don't need to hang on to them. "

After speaking.

His gaze turned to Allman, his eyes unwavering, unquestionable, irrefutable.

"Where is it?"

Allman, who was physically stronger than his own boss, saw the captain's extremely aggressive gaze stabbing straight at him, and planned to carry it for a while:

Sorry Captain, you'd better not see it as well.

Only, it didn't last long.

Allman turned his head, turned around, and was defeated under the gaze of Captain Roy:

"This way. "

I can't avoid this kind of thing, why does the captain take the initiative to catch up?

He didn't know.

Allman led the team step by step, through the familiar corridors, to the shooting range.

There was only one body inside.

Next to the corpse, an agent stacked slides neatly and placed them in boxes.

He noted Captain Roy:

"Everyone's sample, the cells are 100% dead, no exceptions. I've never seen anything like that. "

Captain Roy bowed slightly and walked over to the corpse.

He must be who he is in this world, anyway, before the disaster, he and I had almost the same life trajectory......

With that in mind, Captain Roy crouched down and reached out to turn the body over, discovering the gun he had been testing.

Even though the body was severely dehydrated, he could still see what he looked like.

But that's all that's left.

Except for the red hair, the facial features of the dried corpse are definitely not deep, not to mention the shriveled face, which basically only has the shape of a skeleton.

Once again, the audience was shocked.

Someone would actually go to see the corpse of "themselves", even if the corpse belongs to themselves in another world......

But just thinking about what I had died made me feel very uncomfortable.

"Are all Foundation agents Superhuman?"

"I can't see it, they're just going through too much. "

"I have to remind you that the death of D-class personnel is a very common occurrence in the Foundation, and the severity of their death is often directly related to the danger and mood of the containment......"

"In other words, I've seen too much and practiced resistance. "

......

But Captain Roy is clearly not as rock-solid as the audience thinks.

He fell silent, so silent that the agents around him dared to breathe only a small breath.

It's like a primitive person wandering around a giant beast, for fear that the other party will notice him.

Captain Roy held the gun in his hand and looked at it several times, and after a few seconds, he slowly recalled:

"I remember this, I only tested this for a short while. "

"Find out exactly when it happened. Let's see if this is consistent...... In line with everything else. "

Allman: "Okay. "

Captain Roy put the gun back in and slipped it back under the corpse's immobile arm, then got up and stamped his foot.

"Alright, it's time for us to check on the higher-ups. "

"They're all dead...... Hamilton, Dr. Love, Karston, and Mann are all in the hall – they're all well preserved. An agent said.

Sure enough...... All died equally, without exception......

Once upon a time, everything was not equal, not even birth and death...... Is this some kind of universal harmony?

"Then you don't have to run any more errands. "

Captain Roy slowly curled the corners of his mouth and deliberately changed to a relaxed voice:

"Keller, check the terminal and see if you can get into the containment area. "

"I'm going to make sure there's nothing to get out of there. "

"No problem. "。