Star Railway: Building a Foundation from the Beginning

Thinking about how to deal with Containment-096, Esta felt a little excited.

Looks like I have the potential to be a Foundation agent...... I just don't know if the Foundation will take the initiative to contact me...... But there shouldn't be a shortage of agents in the Foundation......

Esta took a moment of pride, and then returned her attention to the game at hand.

The idea was good, but she didn't know if it would work.

- After all, the Foundation Game is still just a game, not a living reality.

Since it is a game, no matter how open and realistic it is, and how restored it is to the Foundation and containment, it is not reality after all.

It always follows a set of established rules within the game.

Of the many games Esta has experienced, none of them have been made and planned by players who give players absolute freedom.

More or less will limit the ways and means to complete the task, and some simply limit the only solution and forcibly teach the player to play the game.

If the player is not convinced, he will also use the classic inequality, you buy the game, I can't teach you to play the game, and even worse, it will launch the six-character mantra "Love to play, don't play to roll".

Put it in the present scene.

Esta thought she had come up with an ingenious idea that would allow the Foundation to contain shy people without paying any cost.

But that may be contrary to the game's intent to do so.

The Foundation probably doesn't expect players to engage in cross-era strikes.

It may also be beyond the limits of Foundation conditions in the game's background.

Like now.

Esta held the mouse and found that there was something wrong with the hand, there was no scroll wheel, and when she turned it over, she saw that the mouse was still using a rolling ball.

As for the display, not only does it have a huge back, but the pixels are visible to the naked eye.

Everything around is a subtle indication that the player doesn't have the ability to do anything with whatever comes to mind, unless the player chooses a reality bender.

After reviewing various materials, Esta was convinced that there were no drones in this era, and there were no artificial intelligence programs that could automatically identify targets.

To complete the containment mission, you must dance with the shackles, not smash the shackles and perform the Crazy Horse show.

Esta sighed, and the girl's pride vanished.

She casually flipped through the files on her computer, and found another piece of evidence that the Foundation didn't want players to take shortcuts.

- Except for the containment files that have been made public, whenever she goes to browse the contents of other files, without exception, they are all [not accessed].

After flipping through the pages for a while, Esta casually checked the document she had opened and read it along.

It looks like it was an operational report, or a sighting report.

[The first recovery mission is always so fucked up.] 】

[You don't know what the hell can do, and you don't know what information those field technicians can put together.] 】

[They're lucky if they can tell you what's going on.] They told us to "put a bag and label it~". 】

[I didn't say that I couldn't look at that bastard thing. 】

The corners of Esta's mouth curled slightly, as if she saw the helpless daily life of the fund's employees.

Everyone expects to have the best information available to them when they go on a mission.

But this is clearly not possible.

There is always someone who wants to be the beginning, to be the pioneer in the face of the unknown.

Apparently, the agent who left the report was part of the beginning.

Esta continued to flip through.

But the rest is not so interesting.

[We have two helicopters, one with my team and the other with Zulu9-B and Dr. as backup.] 】

[We found the target about two kilometers north of the patrol route.] 】

[It started screaming at us and crying.] But it's not an animal howl, it sounds like it's completely personal. 】

[It's weird.] 】

[We opened fire when it grabbed the corporal and tore off one of his legs.] Oh my God, he screamed for us to save him...... ......]

[In short, we shot one bullet after another, and it was bloody and fleshy. There is no use for fart. I was going crazy when it started [DATA EXPUNGED] him. 】

[It continues to destroy my squad, but half of its body is gone.] 】

[All of its organs, all its blood, must be gone, but it is completely unaware.] 】

This is the end of the text, and the next is a video material. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Esta inadvertently opens the video and sees the first view of the agents in action, seeing 096 moving strangely on the ground.

But at that moment, 096 turned his head.

It was a twisted, hideous, terrifying face that hid an unspeakable horror.

Esta's gaze was drawn to the moment, and her pupils unconsciously dilated.

For a moment, the entire office seemed to be surrounded by cold silence.

Esta's heart raced, and tiny beads of sweat oozed from her forehead.

She made a mistake.

She mistakenly believed that all the materials within the Foundation were safe.

Suddenly, the lights in the room dimmed, as if a shadow cast them.

Then, a fierce roar exploded outside the room, and Esta felt lightning pass through her.

096？？？

How does 096 know I saw its face???

Moreover, how is it so fast???

She hurriedly opened the drawer, rummaged through the agent's gun, and to no avail, then fell on the hanger in front of the display case.

Thank goodness there was a pistol there. []

".~Boom!"

There was another loud bang, and Esta could hear it now, it was the movement of the wall being slammed.

Underneath that sound were human wails, nearing human screams, and sudden eruptions of gunfire.

But the voices soon fell silent, except for the sound of a wild run, rushing straight in the direction of where she was.

Esther took a deep breath and told herself that it was just a game, relying on instinct to aim skillfully, ready to shoot.

There was a low rush of footsteps, like the demonic beasts of hell approaching.

"Boom!"

The walls of her office were hammered, and Esther felt a tremor beneath her feet.

Then, the walls cracked, and the masonry flew out, but Esta felt that time was slowing down in this moment.

She could see 096's face clearly, and was shocked by the appearance of the old god.

Her fingers seemed to be able to think on her own, and she automatically pulled the trigger and fired a bullet at SCP-096.

In the final scene of the field of view in total darkness.

She was slammed to the ground by 096, watching as its huge, hideous mouth opened and snapped down.

Today's group meeting will report on completion, preparation, reporting, and answering questions takes too much time...... Tomorrow one more chapter 4K.。。