Star Railway: Building a Foundation from the Beginning

Yalilo-VI, Kripperburg.

In the office of the Great Guardian, Jeppard walked quickly to Bronya:

"Lord Great Guardian, this is a summary of the recent situation, please take a look. "

As he spoke, he placed a few papers on the table and pushed them in front of Bronya.

Bronya nodded, her gaze fell on it, swiped quickly, and then picked up the pen, signed, and sealed.

After doing all this, she casually asked a few questions related to people's livelihood.

After being given a detailed explanation, Bronya got a general idea of the current state of the Belloberg revival:

Everything is going smoothly, the people have shown unprecedented enthusiasm and drive, the project and agriculture have encountered no difficulties, and the plan is progressing step by step.

"Well, that's enough. "

Bronya handed the file to Jeppard, paused, and remembered Containment-3999 and the presence of the upper narrator.

"Jepard, uh...... I have a question. "

"Tell me. "

"If all the containment objects to date, all the containment files, were created by the upper storytellers. "

"So, are we, the cold wave, and the whole world we live in part of the story of the upper narrator?"

Hearing Bronya's personal question, Jeppard's brow furrowed slightly.

He realized that the young leader's perception of the world in front of him had been shocked, and he was very confused at this time, and even questioned the reality of the world.

This is not an easy question to answer, and as the guard officer of the Silvermane Iron Guard, he has hardly thought about it.

But just before he arrived, he bumped into Dr. Bright on the road, who had run out to buy alcohol, and happened to talk about the matter and got some answers.

As it happens, the Doctor, who has been tormented by the immortality of Containment-963, has long thought deeply about this kind of question.

Otherwise, the mere resurrection from the dead and the replacement of his body were enough to break him.

So, the same young guard officer, recalling Dr. Bright's words, tried to answer the young leader's questions:

"It's up to you, Lord Bronya. "

"It's up to me?" Bronya thought for a moment, as if puzzled.

"Yes," Jepard nodded, continuing to explain, "even if the upper narrator really exists, it won't change anything. "

Or, whether or not there is an upper level of narrator, it doesn't matter what we're in right now. "

Bronya nodded with a serious expression and didn't speak for a while, just looked at Jepard's blue eyes.

"I don't know much of it, Lord Bronya. "

"Whether it's the upper narrator or the fatalism that is prevalent in the interstellar world, the script of everything in the world is written, and no matter what everyone does, they can't rebel against the predetermined fate. "

These theories try to convince us that the fate of all things in the world is determined by the great being who is above all things. "

"They may be star gods, they may be supreme divinities, or they may be upper narrators. "

"But until the end comes, everything is unknown, maybe the fate of each of us has been drawn, and we can still show our courage and human wisdom within a limited range. "

"It's like Beloberg finally came out of the cold snap. "

Listening to Jepard's story, Bronya stood up and walked to the window, listening and thinking.

In the distance, most of the sky is dominated by the creation engine like a mountain.

The creations of those ancestors are roaring, and with a single move, they are opening mountains and reclaiming the sea, dismantling the relics of the past, and preparing for the rebirth of Yalilo-VI.

At the feet of their god-like bodies, countless people are busy, they may not have a significant identity, or their lives may not be magnificent.

Even in the story, they are very inconspicuous existences, and they are brought through in just a few sentences.

Or, they don't show up at all, and it is not until some disaster occurs that they come out in the form of the number of victims and victims to show the cruelty of the world.

They won't be the protagonists of the story, but they are the protagonists of their respective lives.

Perhaps in the story, the author will not assign pen and ink to them at all, but they will still try to live outside the words of the story.

"If we are really just a part of a certain story, don't we have readers besides the author'~?"

"Reader?" Bronya was slightly stunned, obviously not expecting Jepard to find such an angle.

By the definition of the upper storyteller, if there is indeed an author, there should be a reader.

"In the story, the purpose of our existence is not only to move the plot forward, but also to convey important information and emotions that have a profound impact on the reader. "

"Moreover, we have even achieved immortality, and as long as this story is still sung, everyone in this story will be immortalized in the singing again and again. "

Bronya opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but she quickly fell into deep thought.

Yes, this is true immortality.

In the present world, their lives will end, their love will end, and their bodies will rot.

But in the world of the upper narrator, whenever a reader opens a book and rereads their story.

Living in words and existing in history, they will be resurrected again in the reader's mind and relive the journey of the year.

This process may not be beautiful, or it may be full of suffering, and the next time they are read, they will not remember the rest of the story.

But so what?

What they have to do is to make the next story be read again and again, and they will not regret it when the next story is read again.

"Thank you, Jepard. Bronya raised her hand and pinched her eyebrows.

As the knot in her heart was untied, she breathed a long sigh of relief, and the confusion in her eyes disappeared.

It's just that.

There must be many people who will have the same problem.

If the questioner is dissatisfied with the current life and has a weak will, he will probably attribute all the blame to the arrangement of the upper narrator, and then embark on the path of nihilism.

......

[I'm just a part of the story of the upper narrator, I'm fake, the world is fake, free will is fake, it's all fake!]

"There are a lot of posts like this. "

Esther sighed softly as she looked at the comments on the Foundation's Big Game forum.

"It's normal. Blacktower, who was sitting on the sidelines, commented, "The more you live in the virtual, the more likely you are to have similar tendencies." "

Moreover, this idea should be said to be a classic among the classics...... A place where fatalists, mechanical materialists gather, and there is a lot of this kind of content. "

"Oh, I see. Esta nodded.

Suddenly, she received a message from Bai Xuan, and her thoughts about whether the world was real and whether the story was written by an upper-level narrator dissipated in an instant.

In the air, a pink sour smell suddenly diffused, at least the black tower felt it.

"What did Bai Xuan's kid say?" Black Tower said bluntly.

"Bai Xuan said that he was in the Luofu Immortal Boat to help arrest Kafka...... No, not what you think. Esta hastily changed her tune.

His eyes unconsciously looked to the side, and his cheeks quickly turned crimson, like ripe apples.

"I understand, I understand. "

Blacktower patted Esta on the shoulder, re-examining Esta's stats.

How did it develop...... The figure is not much different from the "star...... One by one, are they all innate?

......

At the same time, the Foundation Grand Game Forum.

Posts about Containment-3999, about Taroran, about the upper narrator keep popping up.

"A brief understanding of the entire archive, a reality-bending project is bound to Talloran, and then the two start fighting?"

"3999 is everything, 3999 is pain, 3999 is death, so stop asking questions and don't waste time with me...... Looking at it the other way, it feels like 3999 compiled it himself. "

"Hate yourself and love yourself...... Can't empathize, everyone has everyone's pain. But at least this Talloran might not have to suffer any longer. "

"In the frenzy of the great song, in the cold, in the heavens to see the abyss, in all eyes to see nothing, in the hopeless salvation. "

"So, the containment file of Containment-3999 is supposed to be the autobiography of the upper-level narrator, and it feels like he's complaining while he is creating?"

"Containment-3999 is supposed to be the embodiment of some kind of mental illness, and 3999's battle with Taroran is the embodiment of his battle with the disease. "

"Is mental illness that painful?" someone commented.

"Some will, others don't know. For professional reasons, I have come into contact with many people with depression, who will feel severe pain and even suffocation. "

If you understand it this way, it may be that in the eyes of this upper-level narrator, because of mental illness, the world is like a ZK-class apocalypse...... So, I love myself, I hate myself?"

......

While the audience is discussing.

The screen switches again, and the camera returns to 3999's containment chamber, in the deep shaft.

It's time to finish, old man. "

"For the past three million years, you have incarnated all things, replacing all the reality I can perceive, just to make me break down and give in to you. "

"But I carried it and understood it deeply. "

Tarolan smiled tiredly, his eyelids slightly open, as if they would close at any moment, making it seem like he would fall asleep at any moment.

"I finally realized that it is not only you who have this power, but also my ......."

"You've always been afraid that I'll realize this,"

"Now, it's time to put an end to this, let's open the skylight and say something. "

"I'm going to take the bad part of you, the upper narrator, and free the upper narrator from your oppression. "

At this moment, the world he is in has finally returned to normal.

3999 is no longer able to rewrite reality at will, write scripts, and make a mess of the world.

"Can you do it?" 3999 shouted arrogantly, "If you can do it, try it!"

"If you can do it, why have you been tortured and toyed with by me for the past three million years!

"How could the upper narrator give me away, and if He could give me up, how could He have written me into the story, embodied in this narrative layer?"

"No, He can...... Just because He can do it, I can do it too. Talloran took a deep breath and sat quietly on the edge of the bed.

"The difference is that I will die with you, and He will be reborn. "

"Are you kidding? hahaha!" 3999 chuckled, "You wouldn't do that." "

Taroran didn't say anything more, he raised his hand and created a family portrait out of thin air—it was the happiest time of his life in what he remembered.

The next moment, the corner of the family portrait began to disappear.

Along with it, he was just aware that the power he possessed, along with the power of Containment-3999, was rapidly canceling out and passing quickly.

With his life.

"Damn! you can't do that!" Finally, it was Containment-3999's turn to wail, screaming and scratching.

"Don't you want to live anymore? Don't you want to go on vacation with your family? Don't you want to see which stinky boy is going to marry your sister?......

Tarolan did not tell 3999.

Not long ago, on a sleepless night, he traveled to another world and met the upper storyteller who created him, a struggling man.

3999 is his nightmare, hovering around him, haunting shadows.

Soon, Talloran felt that the family portrait in his hand had completely disintegrated and dissipated into the world, no longer existing.

"My story is over. "

Talloran lay peacefully on the bed in the containment cell, her eyelids twitching and eventually covering her pupils and closing completely.

In the last moments before his life ended, he saw the towering walls of the shaft, the sparkling Scranton Reality Anchors, and the pitch-black top of the shaft.

I saw a man in a black robe and monocles and waved at him.

The next moment, his body loosened, his palms spread, and his mobile phone fell aside.

Two lines of words appear on the screen.

[Item No.: Containment-3999] (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

[Hazard Level: Neutralized.]

At this point, the picture ends.