Star Railway: Building a Foundation from the Beginning

At the same time, the Black Tower space station, the platform.

Hearing the stunned reply of "Star", Screw Goo Mu did not get angry, but laughed a few times, friendly and kind:

"Haha, such an unexpected reaction, you must be the person who has been talking about Black Tower a lot lately. "

"She's curious about you, and so am I. What does it feel like to live in symbiosis with the core, and hopefully there will be enough time for us to get to know each other and the answer to this question. ~"

After speaking, Screw Gumu looked at Bai Xuan again:

"I'm sorry, Mr. Bai Xuan, I have an appointment with Hei-Ta. "

Bai Xuan kept smiling and motioned to Screw Gumu casually:

"Mr. Screw Gum is polite, there is an appointment first, please feel free. "

"Hmm. "

Screwgom nodded and looked at Esta, who bowed slightly, bowed to Bai Xuan again, and then walked with Screwgom to the office of the Black Tower.

With Screwgoo and Esta gone, the staff present also relaxed a lot.

But there is also a Mr. Bai Xuan here who is not weaker than Screw Gumu, and even has a higher personality than the Black Tower.

Their impression of Bai Xuan was that he was one of the heroes who saved the Black Tower Space Station, but they never thought that this evaluation was still much lower.

At this moment, some staff members were curious, looked at Bai Xuan, and when they saw the other party responding with a smile, they immediately withdrew their gaze, and they went around and around at the moment, looking for something to do.

After the atmosphere relaxed, some people chatted in a whisper, exchanged ideas, discussed the crew of the Star Dome Train, and inadvertently inquired about Bai Xuanlai.

But after a few words, they were taken back to their posts by their respective bosses and continued to work endlessly.

The four of Bai Xuan were very interested in the photo of the Black Tower not far away.

It's not complicated, it's just a transparent screen that shows the photo of the girl Black Tower, the same as the one in her office.

It seems that in order to show the importance, a piece has been specially arranged here.

It looks like the Black Tower himself is there.

Merely.

At this moment, there was a staff member, pinching his chin, staring at the picture of the Black Tower, not knowing what he was doing.

......

As Esta leads Screwgol forward, an amusing image is playing on the Foundation's light screen.

Just ask.

What is your reaction when you find out that there is somehow one more person in your home?

What if this person is your immediate boss?

What if this top boss happens to be a corpse again?

Wait until the other party is sent away by a dragon hemp and put it into a small jar.

Maybe you can celebrate with a bang, or get together with friends and have a hellish joke for dessert.

Celebrating this abominable serpent and beast, he finally went to his promised land ahead of schedule.

Sophia looked at the corpse in front of her and felt only the fear of falling into the abyss.

The corpse of the O5 Councillor exudes excessive cold, a bitter cold that invades the bone marrow.

On the kitchen counter, O5-10 is lying face down, clutching a bottle of vintage red wine in his right hand.

No one expected such a scene.

Shortly after O5-10 appeared, he was forcibly banned by O5-1, and the result was ...... It's fleeting.

“...... 6"

"It doesn't feel necessary, did O5-10 violate O5-1's ban and ultimately lead to her assassination?"

"I can't see it, it's clearly drunk. "

"The highest-end fights often use the most simple methods, such as poisoning. "

......

has the same judgment as the audience.

"Shhhh

Inhale deeply and violently, and the brain begins to congest.

Sophia forced her breathing to steady, through the heavy fat, beating her heart, and masking the restless snare drum with a heavy drum.

She was finally convinced that it was indeed O5-10, the young councillor, with black hair scattered over her shoulders and arms.

In her right hand, she held the precious vault "requisitioned" from her, and in her left hand crumpled the crumpled note.

"Strange ......"

Sophia did not notice any signs of violence or break-in.

Murder, suicide, trap, or what......

Thoughts surpassed the speed of light for a moment, and the cruel rumors in the Foundation echoed in my ears, and I only remembered that some people were silently replaced.

As thoughts flickered, Sophia reached into her trouser pocket, picked up pepper spray for self-preservation, and closed the door with a "click".

Go to another wall and press the switch.

The kitchen was instantly lit up.

"Boom!"

O5-1O's fist slammed into the granite countertop.

Sophia looked at her for a moment, only to see her clutching the bottle tightly, as if to crush it with brute force.

O5-10 looked up, brushed a few strands of hair that covered his face, and smiled bitterly at Sophia:

"Hello, Light. I'm still wondering when you'll be home. "

"You're not dead?!"

"Of course, the only one who can kill an O5 is another. "

O5-10's chin rested on the countertop, moving a little, feeling the chill again, very comfortable.

She shifted her gaze to the bottle, then lazily raised her hand and rubbed it against her neck, hesitating.

—and the administrator...... With the exception of the latter, he could reset the entire O5 Council if he wanted to. "

Sophia looked quietly at the young high-ranking person, who was not new to the Foundation, who retained the most innocent and pure knowledge of the world, but with a vigilance engraved deep in her genes.

This vigilance is necessary when confronted by O5 councillors.

But the O5-10 in front of him is not an O5 councilmember - tall, hunchbacked, jeans with a dress top, very strange.

Sophia was willing to believe that O5-10 didn't mean to be so messy.

She may have really fallen into a crisis, a crisis worse than death.

O5-10, however, was thinking about alcohol.

"I'm sorry about the alcohol. "

"We are afraid of poison, so we can't drink the wine we store. "

"You're not going to be the know-it-all, are you?" said Sophia.

That's what the O5 stand-in is called.

Sure enough, O5-10's lips curled, disgusted and angry:

"Why should I send my stand-in to break into your house and drink your wine?"

"And what reason do you have to drink it yourself?"

O5-10 pursed her lips and looked down at the note in her left hand, which she was venting her frustration at by adding scratches to it.

She stood up suddenly, staring at Sophia in the corner, her expression sincere and pure, as if she wanted to share some little secret.

"Sophia, we haven't met before, the formal kind—only through my omniscient person. "

"You know who I am, but I've never spoken to you before. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

As he spoke, O5-10 held out his right hand to Sophia, dangling it in midair.

"Hello, Director. I'm O5-10 and I'm the creator of Project Alpha-9. I heard that you were almost killed last week because you followed my orders, and I'm very, very sorry for that. "

"......" Sophia began to wonder if O5-10 was an illusion.

In this world, there are O5 councilors who will apologize to their subordinates?

Sophia unabashedly shifted her gaze, scanning her room, looking for signs of reality distortion or hallucinations. []

Unfortunately, nothing was gained.

So, she took O5-10's hand and shook it.

"Hello, O5-10. I'm Sophia Light, the captain of Alpha-9. What could have made you come back so late?"

"Confidential matters, Sophia. O5-10 sighed, "Bloody, chaotic, apocalyptic, confidential affairs. "

It sounds like some knoun lover is piling up nouns in order for the reader to make up the faces of the old gods.

But often, it backfires.

Excessive adjective stuffing will only make the reader want to give the author a stab.

Of course, this is not the case for the upper radio waves.

"But if I hadn't given my permission, you wouldn't be here. Sophia spread her hands.

"From a semantic point of view, when an anomaly doesn't exist, you can't listen to it. O5-10 shrugged.

Sophia-for-tat:

"Semantically, as long as you can discuss, you can report. "

"I admit it. The corners of O5-10's mouth curled up to a rather unfamiliar containment object.

"What do you know about Containment-2000?"

"It's an empty slot – it has always been. Sophia frowned, having read all the containment files she had access to since she became the leader of Alpha-9.

However, there is not a single containment object coded as 2000, just as the containment coded 001 is still pending.

People are always obsessed with numbers that are given special meanings, and the Foundation is no different.

"Is this the non-existent anomaly?"

"Definitely. O5-10 nodded.

"You see, we have a big facility in Yellowstone that was used to save the world — very high concept, very anomalous — but it was lost in an accident. Containment-076 destroyed its major components nine years ago. "

This news is not unblew.

Containment-076 blew up the Foundation's respawn point?!

"No wonder the O5 is in despair...... But I have to say that this is really a miracle! For nine years!! for nine years!! Foundation has not encountered the !! of the end of the world that needs to be restarted."

"Piloting a ship that could sink at any moment, but Able ruined the best repair tools...... It's no wonder O5-1 is so unsympathetic. "

"What happened to Abel at that time?"

"Don't worry, let me be in a hurry, hurry!"

......

Hearing Abel's containment code, Sophia raised an eyebrow.

The Foundation may be withholding quite a few important things.

But she remained restrained, not being driven by curiosity to inquire about O5-10.

Even if she knew, as long as she asked now, the young O5 in front of her who was not in the right mood might reveal the whole thing.

"Was it before or after he slaughtered the remnants of Omega-7?"

"Immediately followed. "

O5-10 said.

"The point is that Containment-2000 has left our reality and taken something with it: some dissenting concepts, some questions that have not yet been answered, some distant history that may never have happened. "

"And you decided to tell me about it. Sovia said.

"Definitely. O5-10 smiled, a little gloomy.

"Spreading outward from Yellowstone, we see a lot of anomalous activity, suggesting that both causality and ontology have collapsed. "

"For now, this is happening slowly, but without our last resort, there is no way for Parliament to fix this problem permanently. "

"What about me?" asked Sophia.

O5-10 looked at her in confusion, and then, carefully organizing the language.

"Sophia, you're the captain of Alpha-9, or reborn Omega-7, and it's your job to fight the anomaly. "

Sophia repeated it in her mind over and over again.

The O5 Councillor in front of him has a place in the world, a member of the Foundation's highest decision-making body, and can partially take over the authority of the Administrator in his absence.

She's definitely right......

What a fart!

"At the moment I don't have a single person on the team. Do you have any recommendations?"

Sophia stared at O5-10 with a smile, trying to keep her calm as much as she could.

O5-10 did not answer for a long time in the face of his subordinates' trust in him.

Then, she gave a deep, toothy smile.

She slipped the note in her pocket and passed Sophia on the way to the door, covering her mouth tightly with her hand and holding back a deep smile.

"That's all you should?" Sophia glared at her.

"I'm done. I don't have a list, Sophia. I'm sure you'll be able to handle that part on your own. Frankly, I don't really know where to start. "

As she spoke, she twisted the doorknob and opened the door, bathing herself in the biting cold wind.

In the sky, a crescent moon is like a fishhook, quietly fishing for the stars.

Under the stars, the whole land is lonely in darkness, the mountains are hidden in thick shadows, and there is only a little light in the towns.

No signs, no guidance, it's like a mire.

Just like her situation.

“10。 A gentle voice came from behind.

"What's wrong, Sophia?"

"You seem to be bothered by something other than the end of the world. Whatever it is, you'll get through it. "

O5-10 stares into the midnight darkness, an olive-colored mask on his face, untouched.

She then exhaled a cloud of frost mist into the night sky and turned to face Alpha-9's Commander Light.

"History doesn't take its own time, Light. "

"The world has always been a mess, and those in power have a lot of problems just like you. That's why the problem will never be solved. "

Sophia nodded, walked to her counter, and put the half-empty bottle back in its place.

"Take care. "

"The same goes for you. My omniscient will talk to you about taxis when you're done. "。