Star Railway: Building a Foundation from the Beginning

Blacktower Space Station.

It didn't seem to notice the gaze of Bai Xuan and the others, and the man in blue was still holding his arms and staring at the portrait of the Black Tower motionlessly.

It's like seeing the Mona Lisa's Kira Yoshikage.

"It's strange, it should be around here, it can't be hidden in the portrait of Lady Blacktower......

Curious, Xing stepped forward and stood on the other side of the portrait of the Black Tower, looking from top to bottom, from bottom to top, and did not see anything wrong.

The only feeling is that my portrait is ten or even nine times better looking than those dolls.

Bai Xuan looked at the man's identity card.

Leonard...... Network Security Engineer ......】

Maybe he once had a friend named Klein......

Bai Xuan teased in his heart, pressed the monocle in front of his right eye, and walked forward, admiring the portrait of the Black Tower in a bright light.

It was only then that Leonard realized that there were people around, and he only raised his head slightly, and continued to look at the Black Tower:

"Hmm, what's the matter, if you look for the front desk, go straight out and ......"

"She's so good-looking. "Star" said so.

Bai Xuan repeated.

The voice of the network security engineer instantly changed from alienation and rejection to warm and friendly.

It's like suddenly meeting an otaku with the same name.

"Oh, another fan of Lady Blacktower, okay, feel free to see it, but this portrait will soon be put away. "

"Wait, I know you, I saw you chatting with Captain Alain just now, you must be the rising star who has caught the attention of Lady Blacktower. "

His gaze moved away from the "star" and landed on Bai Xuan, Dan Heng, and March Seven successively.

"How many are you...... They all seem to be big heroes who saved the space station!"

After realizing that he had been rude before, Leonard suddenly turned around and faced several people:

"Let me introduce myself first - Leonard is the cybersecurity engineer for this space station. "

"My role is to help repair the equipment and restore the station's cybersecurity. "

"However, during the repair process, I found some anomalies - access logs show that during the time when the main control system was down, a third party other than the 26th Legion invaded the area. "

March 7 had a flash of inspiration, and his words were convincing: "That seems to be our Star Dome Train!"

I don't know, I thought I had done something good.

Everyone: "......"

Bai Xuan rubbed March Qi's head dotingly:

"Don't say anything that is not conducive to unity. "

Leonard smiled politely:

"We suspect it's a Star Core Hunter. "

"This group of people is elusive and dangerous, and all of them are on the company's wanted list. "

"There's also a super hacker from Punk Lord, and I'm ashamed to say that I've already suffered a loss at her once—"

"A while ago, I found out her whereabouts during the screening process, and I was going to find out the details of the other party, but I was caught in her trap by the general. "

"Guess what happened? She hacked my device in reverse, spammed a bunch of people, played a whole game for the entire space station, and told everyone that there was a dumb melon named Leonard who had caused a big havoc......"

"Well, I still don't mention it. Now that the matter has settled, I thought I would be held accountable, but it was a blessing in misfortune that Lady Herita had allowed me to continue investigating the matter. "

After explaining the cause and effect, Leonard was excited again and introduced his small invention to Bai Xuan and the others.

"I've designed a decoder, look-"

Leonard pulled a small brick out of his trouser pocket.

"It looks like a camera, but it's actually a detector. Through it, we can see some traces that have been hidden. "

"It's like this. "

Leonard pointed the detector at the wall, and something seemed to emerge from the wall......

That's a drop of water.

Just overlapping with the gray hair of the Black Tower.

Constitutes a sweaty black tower of emojis.

It's like a silent mockery of Leonard.

Leonard was incoherent: "Uh...... It's ......"

Bai Xuan hugged his arms and said with appreciation:

"She's so good-looking. "

......

Unlike vignettes in the space station.

The audience who watched the Foundation's program enjoyed a real audio-visual feast.

The screen is full of flesh.

There are hands, feet, hearts, livers, and intestines......

There are all kinds of them, and I don't know whose ones they are, and they are mixed together, like meat to be boiled in a pot.

Layers of dead people were piled up together, and even the main perspective was pressed inside, and only a faint light could be seen through the cracks in the corpse pile.

Seeing the face that had lost half of its face, he was looking at himself silently.

“！！！"

"Gross-"

Fu Xuan felt a sense of physical discomfort on the spot.

Even after many years of fighting, Jing Yuan has seen the corpse mountain and sea of blood.

When I saw this scene, I also felt that my stomach was turning upside down.

Looking down at the food on the table, I only felt that I had no appetite, and I didn't have the slightest idea of eating.

......

Sophia clearly knows that this is someone's memory.

Swept away by this thought, she substituted herself into another person, and it seemed that she really became a woman named Lucretia.

This terrible place, the excessive stench, was enough to make Lucretia faint.

She gritted her teeth, endured both physical and psychological discomfort, and struggled to grasp her hands and feet and pull herself up in the corpse.

She breathed violently, inhaling what made her even more suffocating.

The body craves oxygen, it craves pure air, but what it inhales in the nose is the worst smell in the world.

This smell, through memory, seeped into Sophia's consciousness, suffocating her.

The smell of corpses, the smell of feces, the smell of blood, the smell of sweat, the smell of feet, the smell of foxes, and the body odor emanating from different people.

It's like a bottle of bean juice brewed in '82.

Nauseating.

No one can stand the beauty except for the real onlookers.

Probably not.

An overly bad visual experience can effectively stimulate other senses.

Her hands tugged violently upwards, pushing the disgusting piece of flesh away.

On the palm covered in blood, there was a sudden cool feeling.

She caught the air!

Air – something ordinary, universal, beautiful and yet incomparably precious.

Sophia felt the heartfelt joy and excitement of the owner of the memory.

Touching the air meant that she was free.

And not something buried by a pile of dead people.

Just as she was imagining the beauty of the outside world, there was suddenly an abnormal feeling in her hand.

- Someone is intertwining their fingers!

“！！！"

She couldn't hold back her screams and instinctively twisted her wrists to break the man's ligaments in half.

But she failed, and the man pulled her upwards, into more wars.

A metallic aura hit her nose, and the world around her began to blur and turn into a cookie-cutter fractal.

Before her vision reacts, her sense of hearing comes into play first.

"Hey, Lucretia. The man said.

Sophia sensed Lucretia's heartfelt relief—it was a friend's voice.

It's Michai1.

Lucretia inhaled sharply, tensed and pulled herself out of the pile of dead men with the help of the other man.

Exhausted, she clutched her knees to her chest and gasped for air. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

As Lucretia tilted her head to the left and right, Sophia knew what this place was.

It is a Colosseum located thousands of meters underground, surrounded by huge rocks and built walls.

Lucretia and Michai 1.

The two are in the center of the Colosseum, playing a nameless game against a large group of people.

The ticket to the game is life, and there is no prize for the winner, but if you continue to live, the loser will not lose, and you can be freed from this hell.

A noun came to Sophia's mind.

The Black House.

Michai1 praised, "You're like a monster there." "From the heart.

He seemed to be kneeling around fiddling with something...... Lucretia narrowed her eyes and waited for her vision to return.

"I don't know," she whispered, "I usually pass out after the first blow, after which my physical instinct takes over. "

She saw Michai1's blurred head lower and raised.

The other person said, "That's good." "

She raised an eyebrow, "Really?"

"Yes. He stood up and turned to her, "That means you're resilient, stronger than most of the corpses below." "

This time it was her turn to nod, but she had nothing to answer. []

She just hugged her legs a little tighter, hoping that Michai1 would leave.

"Look at this. "

"Huh?" she muttered, looking up at what he had given her.

It was a necklace...... As it should be.

But the pendant she was wearing on it was very familiar, but she didn't recognize what it was.

"What's on that skewer with you?"

"Teeth," Michai1 grinned.

"Teeth?" the muscles twitched on Lucretia's face, "Isn't that a little too formal for this place?"

Sophia also felt a muscle in her face twitch unconsciously.

The place was too weird, too bloody, like some kind of evil ritual was being performed.

It reminds her of the lost Mayan civilization, and the slaughterhouse-like scene of human sacrifice.

Such a scene, for her, may only be a little shocking.

But for many viewers who have never even eaten natural meat, such a direct, primitive and violent scene is really beyond their bearing.

"Decorate with a part of the body...... This is a bit too primitive. "

"It's like two civilizations, the Foundation is about to enter the interstellar age, and there are still some people stuck in primitive societies. "

"It's hard to say, maybe this is some organization that believes in the god of flesh and blood?"

"Huh, is there really such a god? I'm afraid the Foundation is not the first to contain this kind of god?"

......

Michai1 shrugged his shoulders and slipped the thing around his neck.

"People here love teeth, it's a symbol of strength, especially when you're able to wear them. "

"And what if they ask you how you got this?"

Michai1's smile vanished.

"I'll lie - here, robbery is just as bad in nature as defection. "

Lucretia straightened and lay on top of the pile of corpses, looking up at the stone ceiling above.

"I understand. "

This is the end of the memory.

Sophia felt a force and gently pushed herself out of the island and continued to be swept into the rapids.

She knew what was going on, and she knew she would be switching back and forth between different roles for hours on end.

Until something in the real world woke her up.

Gan fucking ...... Sophia scolded secretly.

Damn assassination, damn anomalous split...... I am the helmsman of my own heart, not some inexplicable memory... 497...

Sophia forced herself to concentrate her consciousness and channel this special force in her body.

She was cautious and went against the current.

Suddenly, like a meteor through the stratosphere, she fell into a new memory, crashing and burning.

Until it fell into the mind of O5-10's omniscient being, Salt.

"So, the assassination didn't come to fruition?" Salt asked.

The woman across the table shook her head.

Sophia, of course, recognized who it was.

Not long ago, the woman appeared in her home with a look on the verge of collapse.

O5-10。

But the sober O5-10 is pretty pretty.

She wore her hair in braids and hung it behind her back in intricate spirals and straight edges.

O5-10 shook his head:

"As far as I know, no one wants to assassinate me. "

"This vote doesn't change anything we've talked about - Alpha-9 is still just one person. "

Salt nodded, and continued to ask:

"What about Bright?"

O5-10 sighed:

"We can't let him replace Sofia near the end of the game. "

"If this operation goes well, we'll start talking about moving her. "

Suddenly, Sophia felt that everything had slowed down, and every detail in the room was unsurpassingly clear in front of her eyes for her to see.

The room is filled with props related to the occult;

O5-1O's eyes flutter slightly;

Salt holds a map of Yellowstone National Park.

"Are you sure? Bright is the safer choice, given his conditions. Salt replied.

O5-10 looked down, his eyes looking through the strands of black hair that hung down, and his hands resting on his knees.

She didn't respond.

"10. What's wrong?"

O5-10 shook his head firmly, looked away from Salt's body, looked at the Kabbalah chart on the wall, and opened his mouth hesitantly.

“O5-10？"

O5-10 did not look away.

"Light was a mistake - if we replace her now," she began, "...... Others will see it as a signal. "

"Signal?...... Signal of what?"

“...... Weakness. O5-10's voice was choppy, appearing distressed and helpless.

She closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling.

"It's a signal that the second-youngest overseer sees himself as the weakest link. "

As she spoke, two lines drooped down her eyes.

Salt reached out and wiped it, cooperating with her as best she could.

". "

O5-10 roared, got up, grabbed the edge of the chair, braced himself up, and walked towards the door.

Salt was still sitting motionless in her chair.