Star Railway: Building a Foundation from the Beginning

Shortly after returning to the Site, Sophia was able to retrieve the files related to Site-?.

It's just that when she clicked on the file and browsed down, in addition to the site she was curious about-?, there was also an unexpected unexpected gain.

- Containment -?。

"It's ......"

What's going on?

Intuition tells Sophia that these two nouns, which do not intersect, both point to the same thing, the same being.

It's both a containment with no numeric codes, and a very peculiar site.

Sophia frowned and began to officially read the dossier.

However, the containment file is not digitally coded before it is declared anomalous.

[Containment: Department of Surrealism]

[Item No: Containment-?]

[CONTAINMENT CLASS: SYMBOLIC]

[SECONDARY LEVEL: THAUMIEL]

[Disturbance Level: INFRARED]

[Risk level: MERCURIAL]

Very good.

OF THE FOUR EVALUATION LEVELS, EXCEPT FOR THAUMIEL, WHICH IS WRITTEN ON THE SECONDARY LEVEL, THE OTHER THREE ARE ALL INCOMPREHENSIBLE TO THE AUDIENCE.

"I'm confused, I still don't know how to pronounce the symbol behind the Site, and no one is a kind person to explain what these levels are divided from, and what each level represents?"

"The latter one is very simple, it is pronounced as a bar. "

"You're such a little genius, there must be a place for you in the genius club!"

"No, doesn't anyone care what it's called? "

"I don't think - all the stuff in the Foundation, which one isn't surreal, you can list them and try it. "

......

The doubts and confusion of the audience are also the same for Sophia.

Fortunately, there is a corresponding description attached to the file.

[Symbolic: Containment for this "193" purpose is to be purely figurative. Enforcement of true containment procedures is to be immediately punished with excessive punishment. 】

[Infrared: The risk of known or potential disruption to the project is immeasurable.] 】

[Mercuria1: The dangerous nature of the object is constantly changing. Exciting, isn't it?]

“......"

Sophia pressed her eyebrows and continued to look down.

[Paranormal containment method:]

[In order to ensure the continued consistency of Foundation activities, personnel assigned to Site-?, are prohibited from communicating with non-members of the Surreal Department.] 】

[Inter-departmental communication is limited to the following personnel:

Head of Department - Marcel Sequitur

Site Director - G. Morrison

Principal Investigator - IrvingGat

Foundation Liaison - JeanTzara-H?ch

Foundation Liaison - Salvador.aic

Assistant Cleaner - RayTaeuber

You]

"There's Dr. IrvingGat ......"

"In this way, the authenticity of Dr. Gat's identity can be confirmed...... It's just that the email can't be recalled, and you can only send one email. "

As she pondered, Sophia browsed down.

Until she saw that extremely strange title.

"You ???"

Sophia was stunned.

The familiar word in the file gradually became unfamiliar, until it became a jumble of lines that lost the meaning it had been given.

Sophia shook her head, then swept her gaze over the file several times, and then whispered to herself, as if she wanted to say to the person who entered the file:

"Is anyone who sees this file qualified to join this conversation?"

She felt the slightest bit wrong.

- This file, I'm afraid it's not quite right.

[In order to ensure the continued containment of containment items, items on the list must never be brought onto the site-?。 】

[In order for us to continue to contain containment-?, items on the list must remain on-site indefinitely-?。 】

Below, Sophia sees two lists.

It's just that the list is as surreal as the name of this site.

"Binoculars...... Pin...... The concept of repetition...... Containment -??"

"Telescope...... Sewing needle ...... Déjà vu...... Site-?？"

"Is there really nothing wrong with this file?"

Sophia looked at the file again, but none of the doubts in her mind were answered.

Such a dossier was the first time she had seen it.

Rather, whether this file can be called an archive is a debatable question.

This is not so much a dossier on containment as it is a stream-of-consciousness setting.

Pure expression of the infinite brain hole of the creator.

What the hell...... Sophia thought so and continued to look down patiently.

Her purpose has been achieved, and it would be fine to look a little more.

Big deal, treat everything except Dr. Gat as a special researcher's babble.

[The Quadruple Destroyer must remain contained in the central chamber of the containment object at all times.] The walls of Site-?, need to last forever. Site Director Morrison coffee needs to be delivered to his office every morning. The howling moon must continue to rise. 】

【Project Description:】

[Containment - ?is a metaphysical space, located on the left side of the collective unconscious, directly below the Trembling Kingdom, and within all of the "ring square" symbols (?). 】

[It is currently being used as a containment site for handling anomalies that cannot be contained in intelligible reality.] 】

[Containment - contained.] 】

[Containment - Containment breached.] 】

[Containment - Created by the Department of Surrealism through unknown means.] 】

[Containment - has consumed the world.] 】

[Site-? is ephemera reality, a camera shutter that flashes at the edge of reality. 】

[Site-? is a shout, or a whisper. 】

[Site-? is a page torn from the first and only book in the Wanderer's Library. 】

[Site-? crowned the trembling kingdom. 】

Site-? is the last blue phoenix butterfly. 】

[Containment - cannot be perceived without the use of agnostic, and exists in a purely irrational state. 】

[Entering Containment Object-?, too, requires agnostic, as the doorway/wound/chimney leading to Containment Object-?, cannot be found under a restrained mind.] 】

[Do not read the following appendix before ingesting the prescribed dose of agnostic.] If you've experienced one or more extreme side effects, it means it's working. 】

Sophia closed the file with a blank face.

She decided to leave this strange site behind her and not think about it.

When Dr. Gat is interested in taking her in, she'll look at the list of what is not allowed to be brought in and taken out.

For now, she needs to write back to Dr. Gat and head to the agreed location to meet the omniscient of O5-10.

——Salt。

......

"Laughing to death, I feel like Dr. Light is about to be crumbled by this file. "

"6,What kind of file is this?,The content in it is like the setting I wrote in the second year of middle school to write a novel.,Highlight an unclear and unimplementable ......"

"No, no, no, if you have something to be sure, the way to do that is the same as this file, and if you don't speak and don't understand, your reaction is probably bigger than that of the poor site director. "

"I couldn't agree more, I'm reviewing the students' papers right now, and I think I want to send them back to elementary school so that they can learn their native language from scratch......"

......

【To:intrepidadventurer scpfsd.net】

[From: slight scpf.net]

[Subject: Re: A manifesto for joining the Happy Heroes, Weirdos, and Old Men and pursuing Yellowstone's utopia]

Dr. Gat,

Sorry for the last email. After some inquiry, I found someone who had heard of the Surreal Department and they mentioned your name.

Welcome to Alpha-9.

Thanks

Dr. Light] (If you read a violent novel, you can go to Feilu Novel Network!)

It didn't take long for Sophia to receive a reply from Dr. Gat.

This made her wonder if Dr. Gat had waited for her to realize her mistake and re-invite him to join Team Alpha-9.

The content of the email is very concise, with only one emoji:

【:)】

...... []

Blacktower Space Station.

Leonard looked at the figure of the silver wolf and called up the system log for the day.

Suddenly:

"I see, I sneaked in first, and then helped my companion go through the main door, which is a classic hacker operation. "

"I'll see, the name of the login is...... Carriville Leonard?!"

March 7 nodded and said, "Staring at the truth"

Seeing that his death omen star was flickering outside the sky, countless lightning flashed in Leonard's mind in an instant, and he opened his mouth to justify:

"She—She actually stole my identity?!"

"This ...... I didn't notice any problems with this record during routine checks, and I subconsciously skipped it when I saw my name...... It's so cunning."

"Star" looked at him, and there was not a trace of mercy in his golden eyes:

"Resign and apologize, please. "

Seeing that the few people who should cooperate with him in the performance turned a blind eye, Leonard's tone trembled a little:

"Hundred, hundred, one sparse!"

"The first reaction of normal people is to look up names they don't know, who would have thought that the problem was themselves?"

Several people looked away and spoke.

It's time to move on to the downward investigation, before getting into even greater embarrassment......

After a brief moment of reflection, Leonard continued to take his invention and search the space station for the logo left by the silver wolf.

The more they searched, the more they had a guess.

- The silver wolf left this information as if he were playing a game with everyone.

Leonard explains:

"I've heard there's a tradition in Punk Lord, where hackers like to deliberately leave something behind when they invade – it's like a challenge. "

"They call this the spirit of punklode, there is a confrontation to win and lose, there is a victory and defeat to have fun, game life, have fun is the most important ........"

“Nogamenolife."“ "Star" is concise and to the point.

Searching all the way, everyone went through many identity authentications, searched all over the other cabins, and finally entered the monitoring room.

Here, the phantom of the petite figure of the silver wolf appeared in front of everyone again.

Looking all the way, everyone passed the identity authentication and went straight into the monitoring room.

It's just that......

The phantom of the silver wolf, in full view of everyone, passed through the wall and disappeared into the surveillance screen out of thin air.

"...... this?"

"Is it the same coordinate teleportation as before?"

"Or did she tamper with the records to deliberately mislead us?"

Several people were puzzled.

March 7 and the "star" looked left and right, but felt a familiar force.

"There is a remnant of space. March 7 closed his eyes and sensed for a while, looked at Bai Xuan, and then looked at the "star".

Here, Bai Xuan is the most familiar with time and space, followed by her and "Xing".

As soon as Bai Xuan nodded, he saw Leonard suddenly realize:

"I see! This should be the effect of a strange object, there was originally a preset folding space here, which was probably discovered and used by the intruders. "

......

After all of this, Sophia had already set the roster for Mobile Task Force Alpha-9.

It's time to go talk to O5-10, or her omniscient, Salt.

At the appointed location, Sophia arrived on time.

She took a deep breath and her gaze fell on a door in front of her.

The expensive mahogany door with beautiful patterns is actually a camouflaged blast door, and in addition to the use of special alloys, it also has a certain resistance to reality warping.

I don't know if it represents the distrust of the people behind the door to the outside world, or if the outside world has sealed the guy inside.

With that in mind, Sophia pushed the door open.

"Please close the door behind you, Light. "

Salt, or what Sophia thinks of as Salt, is reclining in an upholstered chair with one leg crossed over the other, in a sleek suit, looking at her.

Without extra professionalism, that intimidating exterior would crumble with a myriad of secrets on the walls of the office.

Closing the door as instructed, Sophia sat down on one of the cushioned chairs across the table.

It's time to go shopping and buy a suit for meetings...... Sophia silently plans for the future.

She felt that she was dressed too casually, and she was still wearing a tracksuit under her white coat.

"I looked at the roster you sent me. "

Salt gestured to several papers on the table between them.

After Sophia's "cast a wide net" + carefully selected" strategy, the team was narrowed down to about ten.

It consists of humans, robots, and a lone parrot.

"They are strong candidates for the task at hand. The Know-It-All commented.

Sophia and Salt stared straight at each other, smiling at the corners of their eyes, but their lips tightened:

"Thank you for your affirmation. "

"I'm proud of my work, especially in the current situation. "

Salt nodded, then snapped her elbow into the chair's Fu 4.0's hand.

She pressed her cheek to her fist-clenched hand and looked ......

Bored.

Probably?

"I'm worried you're going to be overwhelmed by the pressure, Light. You find yourself with a lot of power and obligation in a very short period of time. "

Sophia immediately understood the meaning of the other party's words, and her expression was abrupt:

"Managing a Mobile Task Force is the same as commanding a site, just a little less staffed. I can handle that, and more. "

Everything that wasn't picked out continued to be hidden under the language, but Sophia instinctively felt that Salt's posture stiffened a little.

"Of course you get it. "

Salt slowly relaxed her elbows and placed her hands on the armrests of her chair, just like Sophia.

"If Alpha-9 is impossible, it will give you a level of ...... on your career path Autonomy. "

Sophia's tense lips finally turned into a smile.

"I know. "

"And oddly enough, there was a rare time when I felt like things were starting to get better. "

Salt's mouth cocked upward, and she stood up, looking at Sophia from the top of the table.

- Sophia also stood up, she didn't like to be dwarfed.

"If that happens, I'd like to have a long conversation with you about your career. "

The Omniscient whispered, as if conveying something great and terrible.

"Then let's pray for the success of this operation. Sophia replied.

Salt hesitated, and reached over the table.

It was a hand made of white cloth and gloved tailored to the length and size of her fingers.

She bent her fingers briefly, then met Sophia's gaze.

"I want you to save the world, Director Light. "

"Me too, Overseer. "

Sophia grabbed her hand and shook it.