Star Railway: Building a Foundation from the Beginning

Looking at the file of Containment-3999, the audience immediately paid tribute to the researcher.

At the cost of his own life, he prevented and reversed the CK-class reality reconstruction crisis or the end of the ZK-class reality.

No matter what planet or civilization it is, it is enough to be named a hero and remembered forever.

"But it's kind of weird...... Why doesn't the entire containment file mention the whereabouts of Containment-3999? Is 3999 gone?"

"That's a bit outrageous, CK-class reality restructuring isn't the end of the world caused by ordinary containment, how does a Foundation researcher stop it?"

"Perhaps, Tarolan is actually a level 5 reality bender, and he will die with the other party. "

"Anyway, I'll go to the Foundation game to run the preliminary process, and while running the process, I will open a small window in the game to watch. "

"You're such a genius!"

Some spectators struck while the iron was hot, and ran to the shaft of Site-118 to collect Tarolan's body.

But the vast majority of viewers chose to continue watching, wanting to see how this researcher saved the world from Keter-class containment.

......

Talloran felt that his life at the Foundation was peaceful, like an electrocardiogram with no ups and downs.

The doctor had to compliment him when he saw it, "Your daily fluctuations are more stable than some of the anomalous entities we contain. "

Horrific containment breaches, sudden attacks on the Chaos Insurgency, and unexpected anomalous events......

He hadn't experienced any of them.

These events are like legends and illusions, and they have nothing to do with him.

The existence of these anomalous events seems to be abstract theories in his research notes, rather than real realities.

Day in and day out.

His entire life, and his entire life, seems to be completely filled with family, as well as anomalous theoretical research.

It seems that he is an ordinary person who sees the world through the veil, an ordinary person who lives in normalcy.

"Transfer?"

Tarot 07 Lan looked at the notice in his hand and looked up at the supervisor behind his desk.

"Yes, with immediate effect, Researcher Talloran is assigned to Site-118 to assist in the study of Keter-class containment Containment Item-3999. The director said.

"3999?" Tarolan didn't matter, "Okay." "

Or rather, he doesn't need to be heard.

With that, Talloran left his familiar office and drove to a large mountain.

If it weren't for the fact that Site-118 was located in advance, Talloran would not have associated this pristine area, which looked indistinguishable from a forest park, with a Foundation site.

A watchtower at the top of a hill, and a hidden alloy door.

Site-118 has arrived.

Taroran weaves quietly through the paths, in a calm mood, with a soft gaze, and breathes in the fresh air with a pure appreciation of the view.

Then, there was a trance.

He heard a moving piece of poetry.

[Let's go, just you and me]

[When the Eleventh Empire is engulfing the sky]

[Like a human form dissolved, like a clam on the table]

Inexplicable ...... Talloran stood still, looking around, but saw no bard.

I didn't see the black-haired and green-eyed midnight poet.

However, he had heard a little about "Prufrock's Love Song".

[Then let's go, you and me]

[Just as the dusk is slowly spreading towards the sky]

[It is as if the patient is anesthetized on the operating table]

Thinking so, Tarolan suddenly stumbled on his feet, and it was not until he held the door with one hand that he could stabilize his figure.

"Staying up too late lately?"

Talloran pinched his eyebrows, took a deep breath, and began to verify his identity.

With a slight sound of gas leaking, the door slowly opened, revealing a long and narrow corridor of pure white and miserable white.

Talloran took a deep breath and stepped over the threshold into Site-118.

At the same time, the Tarolan layer was inaugurated at the site.

On the site director's desk, in the midst of a clutter of papers, was a nondescript transfer notice.

As if the closing of the door to Site-118 caused a butterfly effect, a single page of a document slowly fell to the ground on a desk thousands of miles away.

【Supervisor:】

[In the name of personnel transfers, please prompt you to report to Site-118 for Level 3 Researcher, Talloran.] 】

......

[Item No: Containment-3999]

[Hazard Level: Apollyon.]

[Special Containment Procedures:]

[Containment-3999 is currently uncontainable, and is contributing to a ZK-Class End-of-Reality Scenario.] 】

[The most feasible option is for Researcher Talloran, who is considered the focal point of Containment-3999, to self-disconnect from all Foundation sites and personnel.] 】

[to avoid further collateral damage to Foundation assets.] 】

As the file of Containment-3999 reappeared, the entire audience was stunned.

How could this happen?

Didn't the 3999 file just pass? Why did another version pop up out of nowhere?

"I would have suspected that the Containment-3999 file is split into two versions, one Keter-class 3999 and one harmless 3999, but what's the matter with this level?"

"I don't understand, and how did 3999 get involved with Talloran?"

"A somewhat unfortunate conjecture: Talloran sacrificed himself to wipe out 3999. "

“...... Are you serious? Isn't it a joke that a researcher with nothing out of the ordinary would single-handedly chop down a containment object under his horse?"

"He should have been one of the many victims...... Or rather, the one who played a key role. "

"Is there another possibility, in fact, Taroran is the same as Kira Yoshikage, both of them are unawakened supreme divinities? "

"It's a possibility, otherwise the Foundation wouldn't have a reason to target him, or treat him as a containment object-3999. "

The sudden abnormality, the faint and elusive disobedience and uneasiness made the audience's spirits more and more tense.

It's just that.

One cockroach found often means that there are thousands more left undiscovered.

The same is true of the flow of abnormalities, wrongness, and disobedience.

This file, which seems strange in terms of both the time of appearance and the content, has not continued to expand much before there is a problem again.

[Theoretically, if Researcher Taroran were to be contained in an extremely remote area, the destructive capabilities of Containment -3999 would be temporarily lost.]

Suddenly, the word vanishing was erased and the word stop was replaced.

It's as if some kind of force has descended out of thin air and affected the Foundation at the moment. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Everyone was stunned.

"No, what does that mean?"

"Hell, how can the Foundation's archives be changed while broadcasting?"

"First the non-existent containment chamber, then the modified archives...... What the hell is Containment-3999!!"

For a while, all the viewers who saw this scene felt a chill in their hearts. []

Esta felt her thoughts break for a moment—she was scared, but only for a moment.

When she reacted, she found that her close-fitting clothes had been soaked with sweat and were clinging to the curves of her body.

But that's not the end.

The stop was then erased, and it was written to be controlled.

Then, a little remnant remained.

It seems that the person who wrote this document was undecided, and there were several voices in his mind arguing.

It's like two children writing a document together, but they have a disagreement, erasing each other's parts with an eraser and snatching the pen from each other's hands to carry out their own will.

But what's the use of revising this document?

No matter how the Foundation compiles a containment file, it does not affect the nature of the containment.

......

Pale lights illuminated the hallways of Site-118, making the already long, narrow passages even more eerie, and in the unsettling silence, Talloran, who had gone to the personnel department, stopped.

"Who are you?"

But the eerie silence lasted only a short time, and he heard an answer that had nothing to do with the question.

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that you find your current life interesting?"

"Who are you?" Talloran still asked.

"Do you ever feel that the world is a little too boring, where life repeats itself day after day, where politicians promise freedom and the Foundation says it protects humanity...... It's all a boring lie, isn't it?"

"Who are you?"

"Hehe, I am you, another you, a you you never noticed, but you have been with you since you were born, you who are more familiar with you than you. "

"Thank you for your concern, but I don't think there's anything wrong with my own mental illness and I don't have a history of mental illness in my family. "

"No, no, no, I mean, you've been dominating this body for so long, can you sleep for a while and let me experience the world?"

"I'm sorry, I'm not going to share my body with a guy I never knew," Tarolan took a deep breath, rarely angry.

"Now, please get out of my head!"

"I can't do that, I'm you, you're me, we're the real containment-3999, and besides, do you and I have to tear our faces and kill each other?"

"Please get out of my head. "

"Okay, okay, then we're going to start a game, but, for our sake, I'll give you one last chance, and sometimes it's more painful to be awake than to sleep. "

"Please, calf. "

Tarolan frowned, and kept knocking on the Heavenly Spirit Cover, trying to use this method to discreetly knock the other party unconscious.

Moreover, the other party always emphasized that he wanted to sleep by himself and let him control his body...... Could it be that when you fall asleep, you will trigger some kind of mechanism?

But before he could think about it, he heard the annoying voice:

"Hahaha, let's start the game. "

Unable to guess what the game was in the other person's mouth, Tarolan saw the phone fly out of his trouser pocket and levitate in front of him.

"Reality benders?!"

There was a tremor in Talloran's voice.

As a Level 3 Research 480 Member, Talloran has sufficient access to the Theory of Reality and conducts research on the Foundation's many reality benders.

These guys have extraordinary power that almost makes their wishes come true.

If the other party really wants to kill himself, he probably only needs one thought.

The good news at the moment is that the other person is planning to play with him for a while, maybe to pass the time, or maybe it is really another personality of his own.

"Okay, just play, so how do you judge whether you win or lose?"

"Win or lose?" the other party seemed to hear some funny joke, "believe me, the sooner you admit defeat, there will be a lot less pain." "

Tarolan did not answer.

"Alright, alright, the game is on. "

Immediately after, right in front of Talloran.

Lines of text were rapidly typed into his phone's screen.

[Item No: Containment-3999]

[Hazard Level: Apollyon.]

[Special Containment Procedures:]

[Containment-3999 is currently uncontainable, and is contributing to a ZK-Class End-of-Reality Scenario.] 】

【......】

[Theoretically, if Researcher Taroran were to be contained in an extremely remote area, the destructive capabilities of Containment-3999 would be temporarily lost......

When Talloran reacts, snatches the phone, and fights with the guy in his mind for control of the phone.

Most of 3999's files have been tampered with.

Fierce and piercing sirens sounded inside the site.

"Damn ......"

He deletes a character, and the other party generates a sentence.

He was then restrained by heavily armed agents.

After checking the Mobile Task Force Leader, he nodded to his agents and escorted him all the way down.

Until he was sent to the bottom of the bottomless shaft in the Beta zone.

"Hahaha! contained! contained! Talloran, how do you feel, how do you feel?!"

Tarolan looked at the bottom of the well, which had only a faint light, and muttered for a moment.

Then he saw a full set of knives and forks on the table.

He walked over, playing with a silver dinner knife in his left hand and revising the document with his right.

[The most feasible option is for Researcher Talloran, who is considered the focal point of Containment-3999, to be cut off from all human self.] 】

[to avoid further collateral damage to the Earth and the societies thereof.] 】

[Theoretically, if Researcher Taroran were to quickly terminate himself in the middle of nowhere, Containment-3999 would be dismantled.] 】

Then, the dinner knife fell sharply to the wrist.