Star Railway: Building a Foundation from the Beginning

Luofu Xianzhou, Engineering Division.

The turmoil in the Industrial Manufacturing Division subsided, and the shortcut to the Danding Division was smoothed.

"Alright, everyone, follow this trail and go to Danding Division. "

The master led everyone to a path and stopped.

It sounds like we're going to invade the territory of Great Wu...... Bai Xuan sneered slightly.

"The old man is still busy presiding over the affairs of the Ministry of Engineering, by the way, take a look at my few disciples who have not made it, and wish you all prosperity and prosperity. "

Walter Yang bowed slightly:

"Then we will borrow the good words of the master to lose the public, don't pass it here. "

After speaking, Walter Young led the team forward.

After walking a distance, seeing that there were no outsiders around, March 7 poked Bai Xuan's waist:

"Xiaobai, let's just say, what are you going to do with what Miss Zhuyun said? "

The fox ears of the cloud suddenly stood up, a pair of beautiful eyes kept sweeping back and forth on Bai Xuan and March Qi, and the fox's tail kept whipping the air.

A longing germinated in her, intensifying like fire.

What do you mean by that word?

Craving?

“......"

"I have to ask Uncle Yang about this. Bai Xuan casually grabbed a "peach" and handed it to Walter.

The tail of the cloud suddenly drooped.

It's no fun......

Sure enough.

Walter Yang took the golden peach and said solemnly:

"Since this fruit is produced in Jianmu, also known as the Immortal Divine Truth, anyone who eats it directly and does not have the ability to fight against the abundant divine power in it will probably be directly transformed into a rich people. "

"We probably need to report this to the general and Taibu. "

With the attitude of those two, they will probably directly demand the destruction of all the fruits and then give compensation......

Stop the clouds and think.

"Well, if you're just worried about the abundance of divine power...... Bai Xuan raised his hand and grabbed it, took out another golden peach, and then burst out with a mysterious aura.

When the breath of "five zero three" dissipated, everyone looked at the "peach" in Bai Xuan's hand.

Its gold has faded, turning into a color that is almost nothing, and the starlight is condensed in it, like a sea of stars, and it seems to be a standing time.

The light points in it flickered slightly, with their own lives, making the surroundings filled with an illusory and ethereal sense of emptiness.

Walter looked at it for a while, and his temples suddenly swelled and ached, as if he had stayed up for several days and nights in a row and his mental strength was exhausted.

He quickly looked away.

At this time, Bai Xuan completed the second half of the sentence:

"Then just wash away the abundant attributes. "

As he spoke, he put the fruit of the changed nature into the hands of March 7.

......

in the light screen.

The night is dark, the snow fields are endless, and the gray earth meets the black sky in the distance.

In this vast darkness, there is only a small bright white dot between heaven and earth, which is uncertain and may be extinguished at any time.

It was Alice and Christina's campground.

The two found a suitable place among the dead woods, and used tarps as the roof and wall of the camp to protect them from the wind and snow.

The crackling of burning wood in the furnace, the faint sound of the wind outside, and the drumming of the tarp being blown.

Sitting by the fire, Christina listened to the sound of water boiling in the kettle, unfolded her notebook, and slowly wrote:

[It's snowing again.] 】

[Recently, it has snowed like a single one, but there is a little warmth in the air. 】

[The blue is getting lighter and lighter.] The sky is gradually returning to gray color, and I am afraid that the world will enter the next era, just as green came and went. 】

[Miss Alice cares about this too.] 】

[She says that if the first two regression colors are blue and green, then according to the theory of the three primary colors of light, the next one should revert to red.] 】

[How much time is left, and in what form will the next disaster become?]

[I don't know. 】

[I don't have any news from Tommy either.] If you are destined not to find him, it may not be good to travel with Miss Alice to the end of the world. 】

When she finished writing, she rubbed her hands together and looked up.

Alice was busy counting supplies, and all kinds of things were spread out on her sleeping bag, a little messy.

"This is the day after tomorrow, this is the ...... the day after tomorrow," she said.

When the inventory was almost done, Alice noticed Christina's gaze, and asked while putting it away:

"Why don't you rest?"

"I wonder when this catastrophe will pass. "

"That's hard, or...... There will be no end. "

"But Miss Alice, aren't you running for the fate of all mankind?"

Alice paused, was silent for a moment, and after a while continued to pack supplies, and only then did she shake her head when she closed the zipper of her backpack:

"I'm just convinced that my actions could make a difference, but it's unclear whether the future will actually go the way I envisioned it. "

......

The wind and snow continued.

When the ink color in the sky that was so thick that it could not be dissolved quietly faded, and on the gray earth, the small snow packs in the forest disappeared, leaving only two trails of footprints pointing into the distance.

The rest of the trip was far from smooth.

Trekking across a vast white land is a test of body and mind.

The heavy rain before had wiped out almost all the life in the Outlands, and the reason why it was all because there were still hidden anomalies.

- The fugitives who escaped from the site of destruction.

Walk through dense forests and wade through rapid-flowing rivers.

They are getting closer and closer to their intended destinations.

However, when there were still two days left, a snowstorm suddenly came.

In the wind and snow, the visibility is extremely low, and the wind is biting, and they can only rely on each other's warmth and firm will to continue to move forward.

Fortunately, they found an abandoned hut where they could shelter from the wind and snow, and temporarily escaped the ravages of the blizzard.

It wasn't until the evening of the third day that the shadow of the city appeared behind the snow.

Even though he was wearing a hazmat suit and supported by an exoskeleton, Christian felt his heart roaring.

She switched the mode of the exoskeleton and took a break.

At this moment, Alice's voice came from the front:

"Here we are. "

Then hold on a little longer...... Christina regained her spirits and pulled her foot out of the snow.

After dozens of steps, it suddenly became clear.

But what awaits the two is not the Peach Blossom Spring.

Rather, the ruins of the city.

As far as the eye can see, there are all the wreckage of vehicles and mottled traces of explosions, and the urban area that was once a commercial street and a financial district is only the ruins and silence.

Unlike Lalivia, not only is there no shadow of the tower, but the roads are clean, with no human bones or hard dried corpses.

Christina was a little confused.

Could it be that the people here are rioting and tearing down the entire tower at the same time?

"Where's the tower?"

"It's not one of the anchor settlements chosen, so there's no tower. Alice was succinct.

She looked at the skyscrapers in the city that were 100 meters high, and she was full of sighs.

"Selected?" Christina looked puzzled, "Aren't all cities anchored?"

"You ......"

Alice opened her mouth.

She was about to say something, but her lips were closed, her eyes drooped together, her brow furrowed, and she looked at the ruined city beneath her feet, lost in thought.

After a while, she looked up:

"I see. "

"I ask you, how many people in the world are there before the great melt and the rainy season?"

"A little over 100 million, the same as the total population in the settlement. Christina replied.

Really......

Alice was not surprised by this answer

The glory of humanity has long since dimmed.

The entire human civilization, no matter how brilliant the achievements have been in the past, and what dazzling crowns it has won.

Now they have all fallen to the dust, and the glory is not there, prostrate on this land, struggling to survive.

The glory of the past, the prosperity of the past, at the beginning of the apocalypse, fell high with humanity.

Today, it is not surprising that the new generation is half-aware of the past of mankind.

Alice sighed:

"Before the Great Fading, that number was eight billion. "

"Huh?" (Read the violent novel, just go to the Feilu Novel Network!)

Christina was shocked.

At that moment, she seemed to have come to the long river of civilization and was able to peek into the once glorious human world.

It is not difficult to imagine how vibrant human civilization will be, how prosperous culture will be, and how advanced science and technology will be in that era that she has never experienced.

In order to leave a huge legacy for the human civilization that has decayed to this point, so that the weakened race can survive.

At that moment, Christina's mindset changed subtly.

What can she do for this in this almost shattered world?

Is it possible to rekindle the flame of civilization and allow humanity to recover from this catastrophe?

Seeing that Christina fell silent, Alice didn't say anything.

She found a relatively intact building nearby, set up camp, lit a small kerosene lamp, lit a stove, tidied up the bedding, and cooked dinner.

Everything is going on in an orderly manner in silence.

When the last rays of gray faded and pure darkness enveloped the land, the kerosene lamps and the flames in the stove became the last sources of light in the room.

The two of them were half-lying in their sleeping bags, and Alice looked at the pure white sparks that flew out of the stove, and said slowly:

"Color is important to the world, but its disappearance has not paralyzed the world. "

"The Foundation announced its existence and then brought the situation under control. "

"For most people, it's just something missing in their lives, an extra foundation that they haven't seen in their lifetime, and that's it. "

But after a few months, heavy rain changed everything. "

Hearing the "heavy rain", Christina instantly turned over:

"The rain that ran through my life?"

"Yes. Alice nodded.

Then, she began to tell about the end of the world that turned civilization upside down and sank all beings.

"Life that comes into direct contact with rain will gradually melt and become a liquid like ordinary rainwater. "

Their souls evaporated into smoke - they screamed and changed their appearance, luring people into the rain. "

"The Foundation has urgently opened a web of reality anchors in more than 100 major cities to make heavy rains harmless. "

"The others weren't so lucky," Alice shook her head, "and they were left to fend for themselves in the rain." "

"In Foundation parlance, this is called Necessary Evil 0 ......."

"It wasn't a satisfactory result, but they did their best. "

The topic is rather heavy.

When resources are not enough to shelter all human beings, sacrifice and renunciation are inevitable.

But with the exception of a few morally noble people, few are willing to sacrifice themselves for the betterment of another group of people.

This is an unavoidable contradiction. []

Alice's words were calm, but Christina saw one of the most tragic catastrophes in human history through these few words.

In the days leading to heavy rains, people were able to hide inside the building and wait for the weather to clear again.

Unfortunately, until the supplies were exhausted, they did not wait for rescue or sunny days.

There are only a few paths in front of them:

marching in the rain, waiting for death, killing each other......

And there is no essential difference between these options, the difference is nothing more than early death or late death.

Wait a minute...... Selected Cities...... Tower...... Anchor......

Christina suddenly figured it out.

"So, the tower is actually a kind of super-huge ...... What anchor?"

"Yes, the main purpose of building the tower is to filter out the effects of the rain. Alice bowed slightly.

"As for the anchoring of the flow of time in the city, it is actually a side effect. "

She burst out laughing.

"Think about it, compared to the outlands, time in the city flies by in an instant. "

"Human beings have been pursuing immortality since ancient times, and no one has ever wanted to turn themselves into short-lived ghosts in the eyes of others. "

Christina: "In New London, the underside of the tower was occupied by the wealthy. I always thought of the tower as some kind of symbol of power. "

Alice: "No one knows what it's really used for. "

"The Outlands have divided the cities, and the Foundations in each region have to fight on their own. "

"The Foundation had quite a lot of ambitions and big plans in the beginning, and that's when they started the Messenger Project. "

"I and many others have undergone remodeling surgery, and my body remains young and more resistant to aging. "

"And then run around and bring hope, or despair, to people. "

But the Foundation soon fell out of favor. "

"They simply couldn't find a qualified successor. "

"Most of the people who are willing to join are street children who have no parents and do not have the quality of professional workers at all. "

"Many of the city's foundations have just like this, silently dying out after that generation has died. "

"Paris's foundation is the longest-lasting, and they continued until the winter era after the heavy rains ended, but it also ended there. "

Alice's story continues.

"It all happened in an instant. "

"The Foundation was gone before I could react. "

"I never knew what was going on, but some fragments of prints found in the previous city allowed me to connect all the details. "

"I never dreamed that the omnipotent Foundation would just be destroyed. "

"That's right......" Christina murmured slightly.

The wind is kept out of the house, so you don't have to worry about the simple house being crushed by the snow.

A warm fire is nearby, and there is a soft voice......

It's like returning home, like listening to my mother's story, slowly falling asleep on 2.8......

Since the heavy rain ended, since the cold wave broke out, since the riots burned everything in New York, since Christina fled into the Outlands with Tommy......

She didn't get a good rest.

Sleepy, tired, restless, restless...... At this point it melts, blends with each other, and becomes a soft sleepiness.

Gently wrap her around and slowly slap her.

"Sleepy?" Alice pulled out a book and flipped through it.

"I'll take a chance to read the pages of a book I found in the last city, it seems like a nursery rhyme. "

【...... O intelligent human beings, at that time, the planes that make up their bodies will break off from the middle and diffuse into tiny threads,]

[As the ether flows, it flies again along what you call a two-dimensional plane, and once again spreads to all corners of the world—including us. 】

[This is the return, there is no cemetery, there is no ceremony, because we believe that the deceased never really leaves.] 】

[In the oldest legends, it is a silk thread that has no end to the stars......]

Her voice was deep and magnetic, undulating like a tide, flowing quietly like honey.

The world seemed to fall into a deep sleep, with only Alice's voice and the burning of wood in the stove talking.

Christina's eyelids kept colliding, closing again and again, and lifting again and again, and the amplitude became smaller and smaller, until after one closure, she did not open again.

As time passed, Alice's voice softened, and finally, at the end of a story, she gently closed the book.

"Christina?"

The flame of the kerosene lamp swayed slightly, casting an uncertain shade of light on Christina's face.

She had a smile on her face, as if she was dreaming something.

The corners of Alice's mouth hooked:

"Good night, good dreams. "

I played 2.0, but I didn't finish playing, and my thoughts are as follows:

Roast chicken teacher, what a fast knife!.