Star Railway: Building a Foundation from the Beginning

"Hmm? The name of this containment is a bit wild, beyond heaven, and if it is beyond heaven, it will be even more ambitious. "

"This is my stand-in - across the mouth of heaven!"

"Judging by the description of the object and the special containment procedures, C-3999 doesn't look like a containment object, does it?

"That's right, but according to the feedback of players who have experienced this level in the Foundation game, they recommend C-3000 over C-3999, because the latter is more reflective of the IQ of the passer......"

"Yes, the former is easy to clear?"

"Not really, it's just that the map area to explore in the former is too large, and since the release of the big game, the progress of unlocking files has not changed in the slightest. "

"Okay, it's another level of torture difficulty. "

......

Luofu Xianzhou, Engineering Division.

The wall of fire that soared into the sky gradually dissipated, and the restless heat in the air slowly subsided.

In the spacious square, the body of the giant deer full of scorched marks was revealed.

The result is a delicate aroma similar to that of roasted fruits and vegetables.

The life that was born and ignited by Jianmu did not show the exuberant vitality of the original under the combined blow of frost and fire used by March 7 and "Star".

From the moment "Star" decided to test the upper limit of her strength, she expected that the movement might be quite large, but she didn't expect it to be so big at all.

"Xing" looked sideways slightly, looking at the giant deer that fell to the ground and couldn't move, charred black, with more air and less breath, it had long since lost its previous dignity and miraculity.

After a while, she raised the tip of the gun again, "Eighty-Two-Seven", and said something in her mouth:

"Everything is ashes—blades like fire!"

Flames poured out from the tip of the spear, landing on the roots of the giant deer and the entwined Creation Furnace, devouring the latter two completely.

March 7 had been standing quietly watching from the side, and only then did he hesitate to speak:

“...... Is there a possibility that this is a spear, not a knife?"

"Star" paused for a few seconds and glanced down at the flame spear in his hand:

"It can be called a knife. "

Since the knife as a party did not protest, March 7 could only agree.

When the two girls returned to Bai Xuan's side, Walter Yang, Xue Yun and Master Gong Yi looked at them with a somewhat complicated gaze.

As the head of the family, Walter Young is naturally happy that their strength has been greatly improved.

It's just a little hard to figure out, how did their strength improve so much in a short period of time?

If the clouds are stopped, Alexandria.

Envoy ......

The aura that "Star" showed when he hit the final blow was undoubtedly at the level of an envoy.

The "star" is like this, and March 7 will not be far off.

It turned out that if he wanted to stay by Bai Xuan's side, was the envoy just the threshold for entry......

The public loser didn't think about it so much, he only knew that this group of young people was a bit outrageously strong.

The giant deer was reduced to ashes, the roots of the building wood were burned by the flames, and there was only a few remnants of the building wood left in the construction department, which the craftsmen could solve on their own, or wait for the cloud rider to help.

Waiting for Bai Xuan to take away all the immortal gods, Walter Yang looked at the public loss master on the side:

"General Jing Yuan said that Jianmu is an incredible immortal supernatural power. "

"The deer seemed to be no different from a normal life, but even if it was injured, it healed instantly. "

"I kind of understand why the Xianzhou people follow the patrol and eradicate the abundance. "

"An immortal and immortal creation, once allowed to flourish, will cause the entire world's ecosystem to collapse completely—"

"No wonder the Xianzhou people wander the universe with the starship and never settle on a certain planet......"

"Mr. Yang is very insightful. "The public losers began to blow each other commercially.

"It's a pity that 8,000 years ago, the ancestors who were medicine seekers couldn't see the hidden worries behind this-"

"Maybe some of them thought of it and rejected the gift of the ancestor of longevity. "

"However, as a whole civilization, can it really resist the temptation of immortality?"

"It's ironic, the wise man buries himself in the spring, and the fool will never die......"

He sighed, clasped his hands behind his back, and seemed to stand on the river of time, his eyes piercing through the ages.

"Thank you for your help. I know you're going to Danding Division next. "

"It's next to Jianmu, and it must be even more dangerous when you look at the scene in front of you. "

"Everyone, be careful along the way. The old man wishes you all the best. "

......

in the light screen.

As the text fades away, the picture goes dark.

After a few moments, lines of text appear, scrolling rapidly.

【—System Boot Sequence—]

[[00:00:00] System initialization]

[[00:00:02] Loading core module]

[[00:00:03] Wake up AIC system]

[[00:00:04] Loading AIC protocol]

[[00:00:05] Initialize Scene Module: Black Hole Furnace Preparation]

[[00:00:07] Network Connectivity Verification]

[[00:00:10] Stream integrity check]

[[00:00:15] Establish communication channels with 157 sites]

【Initializing...】

【New York】

【London】

【Moscow】

【...】

【More 153 sites】

[[00:01:25] All sites successfully connected]

[[00:01:30] Establish emergency response procedures]

[[00:01:40] All emergency procedures activated】

[[00:01:45] All systems are ready]

【Ready to Accept Orders】

【—System startup completed—]

[Base Time Engraving (Yellowstone): 00.0001]

[Surviving settlements worldwide: 157]

[Survivors: 100.129.332]

[Anchor tower online rate: 100%]

[Time Radiation Drop Rate: 0.06%]

[Realistic stability: 87%]

[Suggested action: None]

......

Immediately afterward, a world with only gray, white and black appears in the frame.

Heaven and earth were shrouded in a dark veil, dark clouds were like fortresses pressing down the sky, and the wind roared like thousands of horses galloping.

"Whew-"

The snow fell like feathers, covering the ground and turning everything white.

The wind howled, rolling up snowflakes, forming whirlpools in the air, and with the dancing of the snow, the whole world seemed to be frozen in ice.

"Tommy, Tommy?"

"Tommy, where are you?"

A thin woman in a heavy protective suit walks slowly.

Her name is Christina Springfield.

She's not superhero, she's not a reality bender, she's just a girl. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"Tommy, Tommy?"

"Tommy, don't scare my sister, okay, what am I going to ......do if something happens?"

The words that followed could not be spoken, and a biting cold wind poured in from the mouth and nose, stuffing back the remaining words.

Christina felt herself suck in the knife, and her throat was cold and painful.

But it's not the worst.

The wild wind, mixed with snow flakes and ice ballast, nearly tossed her over.

But she couldn't fall.

This is a wilderness where there is no life.

There is nothing but boulders, rock walls, and sand and gravel soil, no vegetation, no animals, not even beetles.

Once she falls, she will only be greeted by hypothermia and frostbite, and when her physical strength is completely exhausted, eternal darkness will follow-

Death.

"Whew-whew-"

Christina held her cane and rested briefly, exhaustion rushing in like a tidal wave, drowning her and trying to drown her.

She tightened her hazmat suit.

- Even though she knew it wouldn't reduce calorie loss, she did it anyway, just to find some psychological comfort. []

The guy who sells the suit assures her that it's special enough.

But in the face of a blizzard with no signs of stopping, Christina felt that the biggest feature of this protective suit was probably only a symbol composed of circles and three arrows.

It represents a mysterious organization called the Foundation.

A great organization that once existed and left behind countless patrons of humanity's heritage.

After resting in place for a while, Christina felt a little better now.

Not much.

Maybe I can live.

The blizzard shows no signs of stopping, and the vision is blurred by the flying snowflakes, and the road ahead is barely visible.

There was a trail of footprints behind her, but that didn't help her find her lost brother0 .......

The snow was so heavy that even the new footprints would soon be covered in fresh snow.

What's more, Tommy was swept away by the sudden wind, and she didn't even know where to look.

And just as bad as it was, she couldn't find her way home.

Perhaps, I shouldn't have left the city, let alone taken Tommy out on an adventure......

Christina was frustrated.

She misses living in the city, day after day, without hope, but not a hopeless peaceful life.

It's not good, it's not bad, and the balance of hope and despair is just right.

Anyway, she had a home there, and a father and mother who loved her—and now, they should be anxiously waiting for her and Tommy to go back.

But now, she couldn't let herself soak up the emotions unless she was going to give up and become another lonely ghost lost in the wilderness.

The blizzard buries every weak life equally, and does not care why the deceased is lost or what tragic experience they have.

Christina knows this.

She turned on the information receiving function of her personal terminal, and received messages from the wilderness as she walked, perhaps including Tommy's whereabouts.

[To all Outland survivors, here is [Unintelligible Murmur]

[Unintelligible Murmur] If you have any medical training or [] - please go to [Undistinguishable Murmur] immediately]

[Repeat, need help.] 】

[[Unintelligible murmur]

"Alas......" Christina shook her head and continued on her way.

In her early years, whenever a thunderstorm came, the school would close and let the students go home.

She was undoubtedly a poor child, even if she put on a raincoat and went out into the street, watching the passers-by hurriedly take shelter from the rain, and watching the homeless people rot and grow maggots in the rain.

They always lie motionless on the ground, with a dark gray liquid beneath them, and I don't know if it's blood or feces.

Their bodies would be collected and thrown into the incinerator as fuel.

Black smoke is emitting from the chimneys of the industrial area every day, and there may be a lot of homeless people burning inside.

Christina doesn't have that kind of trouble.

She didn't have to think about whether the body would still be in pain when it was burned, because no one would go out into the wilderness to retrieve it.

Compared to stable urban areas, the wilderness is always full of anomalies.

She had just seen an unusual scene:

The distant air suddenly became dazzling, and then the sound of glass shattering sounded.

A moment later, a dazzling light erupted, and when Christina's vision returned, she saw that what had been a mountain peak was only a concave 2.0 ground.

This has never happened in a city before.

When she was in school, Christina always despised the adults for not having a sense of adventure, always guarding the broken towers in the city, sticking to the rules, and not wanting to make progress.

But looking back, she could probably guess that the reason why a city was a city, and not swallowed by the wilderness, was probably inseparable from the tower left behind by the Foundation.

It was a very tall minaret that stood in the middle of the city, and the top of the tower was always covered with mist.

The sides of the tower are painted in gray-white paint with a large and strange three-arrow logo, the same as the one on her protective suit.

Rumor has it that it symbolizes the Foundation, a mysterious research institute that has ceased to exist since Christina's birth.

Many people say that they have met members of the Foundation, but at the same time they feel that the Foundation is distant and unfamiliar.

No one knows what they did and where they went.

The days of peace passed day by day, the black and white sky, the towering chimneys, the black smoke clouds, the rain that never stopped—the poet called the tears of the end of the era.

In the stories and legends that have been passed down by word of mouth, there are other colors in the world besides black and white.

Thinking of this, Christina stopped, slowly raised her head, and looked at the black-gray sky.

The sky in the story is azure, and there is a rainbow after the rain - but what is azure, and what are the seven colors of the rainbow?

For the new generation born in the heavy rain, the old century when color still existed in the world was just a distant dream, and it belonged to some kind of unattainable existence.

One day in the past, the whole world lost its color.

Historical Statement:

Big fade!.