Star Railway: Building a Foundation from the Beginning

The universe is quiet, and at this moment, there is no such story unfolding except for the history of the rise and fall of civilization that is unfolding on the screen.

The legion did not look for persimmons to pinch at this time, and the god of abundance did not send down new blessings.

Whether in Pinocone or in the lonely world of Pegana.

Looking at the black and white characters on the screen, the audience felt that they belonged to the long history of the Foundation, and rushed towards them.

Wrapped in countless individuals in civilization, mixed with love-hate entanglements.

From the upper reaches of time, rolling down, rushing towards the end of time.

But because of this, they are also more aware.

They are only one of the people who have seen this history in later generations, not the witnesses and participants of that history.

They don't know how many currents of thought collided in human civilization at that time, what kind of state society was in, what struggles and attempts the Foundation had, and what trade-offs various forces made.

At least, their civilization does not have a blue moon called the Most High Parasite.

They also don't need to think about what kind of attitude they need to adopt to deal with those "former compatriots" who are not of the same species as them from the underlying logic of biology.

"One thing I feel is that the Supreme Parasite is subjective, not as the Foundation has guessed in its archives. Personally, I think it's more likely that He was silent and observed the changes in the world. "

"And what is he trying to do? Look at the civil strife of a civilization...... Have fun?A supreme version of the Celestial Lord?"

"It's not impossible, after all, in our universe, even pleasure can become a destiny that can be practiced. "

"My advice is not to guess – the only one who can threaten the Supreme Divinity is the Supreme Divinity, who may be performing the "four-two-three" test, or he may be having fun, or he may be driven by instinct, or he may be seeking to expand his power. "

"That's right, let's go back to the Foundation. "

"The Foundation flipped the table?"

Sure enough, irreconcilable contradictions, which start as a zero-sum game, will eventually slide endlessly into a negative-sum game. "

"Since you can't coexist, and you want to create a world where only you exist, then just destroy this world. "

"Logic is such logic, but why does this sound a bit middle-of-the-road?"

"It's a vast white earth, it's so clean...... But as long as the séance is not destroyed, the Foundation still has the ability to rebuild human civilization. "

"If everything really develops according to the script set by the Foundation, as long as we survive the initial destruction, human civilization can usher in a new life. "

......

But the next story is beyond the imagination of the audience.

The earth is torn apart, the oceans are burning, and the sky is full of storms.

O5-8 smiled sadly as he looked at the burning sea.

Thaumaturgical waves rushed into the ocean, causing it to begin to burn out of thin air.

From then on, it was only a matter of time before the end of the existing world.

There is no doubt that this is what the Foundation wants.

O5-8 sees magma bubbling out of a crack in the earth's crust not far away.

The dark red viscous liquid, like wriggling syrup, slowly flowed past his feet along the ground.

He looked up at the sky, which was filled with all kinds of fire and smoke, and saw the mutants beyond it.

They may not be able to see him.

But he could see them, through the planet's thick atmosphere

He was proud that so many of them had survived.

In fact, that's all he's been after, and he feels lucky enough to have so many saved to take the species to new heights.

Or further away.

Space is fun.

He thought.

He has spent so many years caring for this absurd little species – watching them grow up, take their first steps from the ocean, and come to live under the sun.

If you ask yourself, he actually prefers pelagic species, but surprisingly, they are not as intelligent as primates.

But he suddenly laughed at himself again, maybe it was another form of wisdom, such as dying together.

The sound of destruction, mixed with the screams of the planet's mutants being ignited, was carried into his ears by the hurricane.

But he did love humanity.

He carried their grief on his broad shoulders so that they could develop in peace.

As they built the city, he watched silently from the depths, pushing back the darkness that might come at any moment.

Since the Foundation's founding, he feels that the future is bright, but he is also worried that they are a little ...... Too zealous.

O5-8 could have done this work alone if he had done his best, but the burden the Foundation had shared with him over the years had put him to good use.

Therefore, he chose to observe them from the inside, and to steer them in the right direction as much as possible without subverting them.

Now, he watched as his efforts failed ridiculously, and the majority of humanity, guided by a supreme divinity, chose a different path.

What does the future hold for them...... Thankfully, that doesn't matter anymore.

They may have been given the freedom they had imagined, or they may have entered a new cage.

Most likely, it's the latter.

Even divinity.

Even the Supreme Divinity.

Or the great beings of the Supreme Divinity who override the multiverse, become narratives, and transcend everything.

None of them will say that they are truly free.

There are boxes outside of boxes, and there are infinite boxes outside of infinite boxes......

But......

O5-8 took a deep breath, feeling the aura of the world's Most High Parasites rapidly fading, ignited by the flames as something of the everyday.

At the very least, he could put aside the title of Overseer No. 8 for a while, and unload the burden he had carried for so long.

"Or, should I talk to the Administrator?"

He lay down slowly, letting the lava trickle over his body, only moving a little when the thing was about to bury him, or try to invade his mouth and nose.

"Forget it, it's rare to relax...... Sleep until the mechanical séance restarts civilization, and then find a reason to take a leave of absence and go out for a walk. "

In his own words, this ancient being, who had witnessed the entire history of mankind, slowly closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

......

Beyond the sky, above the atmosphere, a spherical entity slowly rotates in the orbit of the planet.

It has a large number of eyes of steel.

Hundreds, thousands, or tens of thousands?

In short, there are too many to count.

At this time, they all quietly watched the flowers of destruction bloom in this land, and watched the mutants who could not escape in time were affected by the shock and turned into mud.

And it itself, shining in the light of the distant sun.

Its surface, with its many dull metal spires, each with a glowing orange core, each on the scale of a small city.

With a single thought, the central entity of this magnificent steel church can melt a light-year-away target into a pot of elementary particle soup.

At the heart of this destruction machine is a human female figure.

An iron statue for commemorative purposes only.

Once named Monica, the being is the planet of steel, the destruction machine that roams the universe.

It, she, or Him, has completely lost its human identity, or the definition of humanity in His mind has changed.

Around him, there were other survivors, a group of beings who ascended to the gods in the blue light.

Here's a guy who used to call himself a bulldozer.

He and his friends chose to merge each other's consciousnesses into a single mind that does not distinguish between each other, and wrapped itself in rocks to build an interstellar castle.

It's filled with black and white statues—people, buildings, plants, and more—moving through the halls and spires, capturing asteroids from the universe and digging new rocks to expand themselves.

There is also a couple, lovers who were once named Ogre and Violet.

At this time, they merge with each other and become one body, forming a floating island floating in the universe, as a garden of Eden for flora and fauna.

Farther away, there's a lump of flesh as huge as the moon.

He was once called Norman, and now he is a strange planet with flesh as rock and blue-green slime as the ocean. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

In that deep blue-green sea, countless huge and strange black shadows swam in it.

In addition to them, there are thousands of strange divinities.

Each of them has a unique form beyond human imagination, symbolizing the wild imagination of their once fragile carbon-based life.

Beneath the gods, the planet they once called home burned and trembled.

Monica has never loved or hated the Foundation. []

But when He ascended, He understood the purpose of the struggling Guardians, who separated the power of the gods from the mortal world.

They have put shackles on millions of invisible and eternal enemies of mankind.

They are the cornerstone on which civilization rests.

For a long time, they were salvation itself.

Without them, He probably wouldn't exist.

But He also sees it as a quest for mercy, and they choose to go to the grave in the midst of elimination.

Humanity no longer needs them, and in the anger of losing their meaning, they choose to set themselves on fire rather than prolong.

Before it was all over, he had spoken to the O5s, and wanted them to be more sensible.

In the face of eternity, it is worth letting go of some outdated principles and prejudices.

The definition of "anomalous" no longer matters, and there is no point in continuing such a futile struggle........

But the Foundation scolded, and chose to meet each other.

They would rather maintain absolute normalcy than share the same planet with these unclean abomination monsters for even a day.

So, Monica saved those who chose to leave, leaving them in the flames of glory.

In every sense and purpose, they were human beings themselves. But the meaning of the word is no longer the same.

In His opinion.

The future is much bigger than the tiny rocky planet below.

The possibilities of the vast universe are endless.

And they have reached the top of the gods.

......

At this point, the entire universe fell into an eerie silence.

The Black Tower stared at the strange being floating around the planet in amazement.

Watch as they form a large, loose cluster in the darkness that surrounds the High Parasite at the center.

Then he noticed that every being was more or less shining with a blue-green light.

And in the distance, there seem to be more hazy points of light, blurred by the light of the stars.

Pack...... Divinity?

It didn't take long for the Black Tower's consciousness to slowly wake up from its shock, and after remembering that it was a group of great beings whose strength was not weaker than that of the Star Gods.

The Black Tower was nearly sluggish again.

Maybe...... It's not bad not to be a human being?

As soon as the thought came to mind, the Black Tower quickly slapped it out.

But she can be sure that if such an opportunity does come.

Many people who were proud of their racial identity at this time would have thrown themselves into the blue-green light and chosen to become gods.

It is estimated that in the entire universe, only a small number of people, as well as the Foundation, can stick to their original intentions in the face of such an opportunity.

......

Star Dome Train.

After March 7 recovered from her astonishment, she couldn't help but recall in her mind the supreme divinity she had seen in the stars.

At least, the Supreme Divinities who have already appeared are still relatively regular in shape...... At least it's neater than this group of grotesque divinities.

She looked left and right, and saw that Walter Yang and Himeko were equally shocked.

"This ......"

"Unbelievable. "

Even if not all mutants can become divinity, being able to produce such a large number of divinities in bulk is enough to show the horror of the supreme divinity.

That's fine.

But the supreme divinity so easily catalyzed a group of divine armies, giving these stable patriarchs a sense of illusory unreality.

It's like after tens of millions of years of research, human beings finally built an interstellar spaceship and went into space.

Found on other planets, all you need to do is point a log at the sky, then hold it tightly, and you can go to the sky.

All you need to do is point your hands at a star and jump, and you're ready to make the jump.

It's incomprehensible, it's hard to accept for a while.

......

After the Foundation's final procedures were initiated, there were no living mutant life on the planet. 5.7 The Foundation wants this world to belong only to true human beings, even if the world is restarted again and again, even if gifts from the Supreme Divinity are treated as dung.

Their former leader, the pioneer who led and protected humanity from ancient times.

has risen to become one of those proud beings.

Even at this time, he was on top of the Supreme Celestial Parasite, watching this unknown tree wreak havoc in the multiverse.

They still hold themselves to the position of being a human race, as a completely independent race, and are not attached to a great being.

The mutants, the gods who possess the power to destroy galaxies, are a subordinate race of the Most High Parasites, his dependents.

So, the Foundation shattered the land with bombs, ignited the oceans with human power, and cleansed all the blue forces that had soaked into the depths of the world with a storm of energy.

And when the world began to burn, the High Parasite chose to leave.

He ascended into the sky and sparkled.

Together with His altered individual, He slowly writhed and bloomed on the track.

The supreme heavenly parasite, the ineffable thing that ignites the secret spiritual fire of primordial life.

He saw everything.

He had been sketching this work for eons of years, and he was delighted with the latest touch.

He laughed, the stars trembled to His rhythm, and space distorted in a primordial pleasure—an unparalleled victory.

Looking at the burning planet below, he felt no more.

Even though eons of time have elapsed since then, time has little significance for the Supreme Divinity.

Now, too, he is gone, heading for the next possible planet.

Get ready to see if the grand defenses of so-called reality are strong enough.