Star Railway: Building a Foundation from the Beginning

Seeing Alice's personal terminal that suddenly lit up, as well as the text on the terminal screen, many viewers were stunned for a moment, and then they were stunned for a moment.

"Huh, that's useful???"

“emmmmm... I thought I could continue to persecute Alice, but wasn't this a joke for her?"

"Indeed, I feel that she is quite reluctant, and will not heed the strange instructions a few more times...... As a result, he came really. "

In the prediction of the vast majority of the audience, Alice finished the actions in the command, and probably got nothing but the oncoming wind and snow.

The contact content of the personal terminal is really beyond everyone's imagination.

In particular, the other party seems to have really come for Alice in the first place.

"As an aside, if Alice hadn't retired, she would still be a member of the Mobile Task Force by now, and her authority level and personal strength would not be low......"

"Ahem. "

"Sync, done. "

"The magical unfolding, the strange actions that I did before, is it some kind of verification mechanism, or is it some kind of protocol that is interacted with by the actions of living people?"

"When it comes to synchronization, it's probably because there's no way to determine the time difference? I guess the time gap between the city and the outlands has reached a rather exaggerated level, which is why the Foundation has to synchronize it. "

"But it doesn't make sense, if the time gap is so big, then synchronization is completely impossible. "

......

[Base Time Engraving (Yellowstone): 45.2999]

[Great.] 】

[Finally, I am finally in sync with you, Containment-105. 】

"Don't call that name. "

Alice was irritable and pinched her personal terminal.

"It doesn't matter who you are. "

She raised her hand, combed her fingers, and kept scratching her head, turning her long blonde hair into a messy bird's nest.

The text on the personal terminal disappeared in an instant, and after a burst of pure black, new text refreshed out.

[I'm sorry. Which name do you prefer?Alice Thompson, or just Alice?]

"The latter is fine. Who are you?"

Alice quickly regained her composure.

The other party was clearly from the Foundation, otherwise there was no way to explain why he had been trying to get in touch with him, but in a somewhat peculiar way, like he was doing a screening and obedience test.

In an instant, Alice's mind flashed through many possibilities.

But she also immediately realized the suspicion she had just overlooked: 053

The personal terminal did not enter the communication mode, how did the other party know what she said?

Before I could ask, the message sent by the other party was updated again.

[I am the AIC of Yellowstone, the person in charge of the baseline timestamp and almost all of the existing Foundation intelligence aggregation and statistics. 】

[I am the aggregate of the Supreme Will, the soul of the Great Fading Foundation, your guide. 】

【Exulans...... Or the Drifter. 】

"Drifter...... Sounds familiar. "

"I don't like your tone, please don't be so condescending. "

[I'm sorry, I thought you'd like it.] I wanted to leave you with a cool impression at the beginning. 】

Alice straightened up, and her tone became serious:

"Let's put an end to this dumb mystery and open the skylight to say something. "

"Who the hell are you?"

"Why are you contacting me?"

"Are the strange instructions sent to my terminal all your so-called synchronization attempts?"

[I have already answered the first question.] 】

[The answer to the third question is "yes.] 】

[Because I don't know the specific time reference system you are in, I can only send a letter after calculation, observe whether you have a real-time reaction, and exhaust it again and again.] 】

As for the second question, as I said, I am contacting you to guide you. 】

[You have a lot of information in your hands, but you can't connect it right now.] 】

[In my observations, in the future without me, you have not been able to fully comprehend it and accomplish your task. Therefore, I am necessary. 】

"Observation, you say?" Alice frowned.

[Yes, I have a prop in my hand that allows me to observe you from God's perspective. 】

[Or rather, I can observe everyone—the past and the future.] 】

[How's it going?, did you start to find me helpful?]

It's blowing quite hard...... But if we can observe the past and future of all people, why did we let the world fall into this situation?

Isn't it useless to do anything...... It won't be like this, right?

Alice took a deep breath and stopped her chaotic thoughts.

"Let's give me some useful information. This will be much more convincing than your boasting. "

[Very good.] 】

[You're beginning to recognize my worth, dear Alice.] So, please continue to walk according to the planned route. 】

"What do you mean?" Alice pouted.

"I warn you, don't make trouble. I'm very close to my destination. "

As soon as she finished speaking, a new text appeared on her personal terminal.

[I recorded a coordinate on your device, which is on your way.] 】

There, you will meet a man who is related to the little girl who traveled with you. 】

After that, you will beg me to be your guide. 】

......

Heita held a cup of milk tea, and a long straw was held in her mouth, inserted into the cup, and pulled the white liquid and black pearls inside.

She herself was half-lying on the soft and comfortable sofa, watching Alice's conversation with the drifter.

"How can there be an inexplicable sense of déjà vu?"

Blacktower muttered to himself, a rare look of confusion.

It can't be said that there are few ...... Since the Foundation's inception, Blacktower has found that she doesn't understand more and more.

"Observing the past and future of all people...... Wait, isn't this the madman Elio?"

The only difference between the Wanderer and Elio is that the former does not have a group of loyal mission-carrying minions, while the latter has Star Core Hunters.

In other words, that is, the slave of fate can be reduced by technical means. "

But such an idea was fleeting, and the Black Tower did not consider setting up a new project team.

Not to mention that the task list of the universal application department is quite long.

After eating lollipops with her, Esta began to discuss the bill with her.

She once tried to prevaricate with the phrase "family", but Esther said that "it is the family that cannot use the funds indiscriminately".

"Forget it, wait for Bai Xuan to come back and see what he suggests. "

Anyway, it's an old husband and wife...... Right?

But at the same time, Blacktower's interest in the apocalypse in "The Girl's Last Journey" grows.

What is the principle that makes the color of the world disappear?

From a biological point of view, the natural world has all kinds of colors. It is because the cones feel different wavelengths of electromagnetic waves and give different nerve signals, which are integrated by the nervous system and eventually become a picture of the world.

But...... This apocalypse is less biological.

"What the hell is going on...... "Blacktower pondered.

......

We have come to another city that has been destroyed. 】

[The city is small, full of ruins, and almost half of the city is buried in the snow. 】

Their towers also fell. 】

[The person in Miss Alice's telecommunications device says we're going to meet someone here.] 】

[The goal is clear. At night, the whole city is plunged into darkness, except for the relatively intact little house to the east. 】

[But ......]

[Why is there only one family living in such a ruined city?] (To read violent novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

When Alice and Christina braved the snow and wind to make their way to the east side of the city, they saw the house that the Wanderer had spoken of.

It stood tenaciously like the last watchman.

In this almost (BFFA) pure black world, a little light in the small house, although not bright, is extraordinarily warm, like a gentle heartbeat, telling the world that there is still life here.

Walking to the door, Alice knocked softly.

"Tuk tuk. "

A moment later, there was footsteps in the room, and then the door slowly opened, and a man appeared behind it.

He looks a little old, estimated to be over half a hundred years old.

As Alice and Christina looked at him, he was also looking at the two visitors.

He was wary at first, but then he turned to surprise.

"Don't be nervous, sir, we have no ill will. Alice soothed gently.

"I know. The man nodded in response, but the surprise did not fade from his countenance.

"I just think it's a little incredible, after all, in this post-apocalyptic world, and ......"

He looked them up and down.

"It's still two little girls. "

Moment. []

Christina took a defensive posture, but if the man moved a little, she didn't mind letting the other party experience the heavy punch with the blessing of the exoskeleton.

Iron Fist of Doom, boy!

As for Alice, she silently lifted the camera and put the other person in the frame.

Just press the shutter, and when the photo is printed, the other party's life and death will be completely in her hands.

Violence is quite common after the end of the world.

The ethical and moral order that mankind once spent thousands of years building dissolved in the rain and collapsed into nothingness along with the passing years.

Even the most stable cities have a fertile ground for social Darwinism, where it becomes natural for the strong to oppress the weak.

And two young, girls with no background, disappearing in the wilderness, nothing more than normal.

They may sleep in the soil, they may live in a prison, they may perform in a shady place, they may live in the bodies of several people.

Ah......h

Realizing the offense in his words, the man hurriedly raised his hands to signal peace, his eyes revealing sincerity and apology.

"Don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything to you. "

He turned to his side so that Alice and Christina could see the room.

Three children of different ages are playing happily.

"I'm just feeling emotional. "

Alice put down the camera she was holding tightly and asked:

"Where is this? Why are you alone?"

"This is Walkerwood, the city destroyed by a snowstorm more than thirty years ago. "

The man leaned against the door frame and looked at the children playing in the house, with a touch of deep and melancholy in his doting eyes.

"The blizzard buried most of the homes and broke the tower. "

The cold wave that followed killed a large number of the remainders. "

"My father, who was the chief engineer at Workwood, went to repair the tower and never came back. "

"It was I who found the key to the shelter that I kept at home, and I managed to let a few people who were still alive come in and escape. Among them was my future wife. "

The man sighed deeply and continued:

"Now, everyone else has passed away, leaving me and my children to live with. "

"I don't want to go anywhere, just die in this city where I grew up and give me endless pain. "

Christina looked at the carefree children in the house and proposed:

"Shall we just stand here? shall we go in?"

"Oh, of course, please come in. "

He made the way out, but added a puzzling sentence: "If you can." "

"What do you mean?" Christina was stunned, and her steps hung in the air, not falling.

"It's because of that. Alice pointed to the roof.

Christina followed her fingers.

On the roof, there is a mechanical component whose shape is difficult to describe.

It was beating, blue liquid flowing from the void into the pipes and into the void as if a heart were beating.

"That's the heart of the tower, an anchor of living reality. "

"It's just that without the tower's amplification, with its own contribution, it can only affect this hut. "

"If you go in, you will be retroactively affected and turned into flying ashes. "

Christina turned her head sideways and looked at Alice:

"What about you?"

She said she had undergone some modification surgery.

Alice explained, "I am the Messenger. I've been modified so I'm almost immune to retrospective. But ......"

She turned to look at the man and asked the question in her mind:

"The main role of the tower is to filter the rain. "

"When the rain stops, the only thing left to do is to stabilize reality and ...... Speed up the time. What's the point of simply putting the core of the tower at home?"

The man looked back at the children, who were immersed in joy:

"It's not good to stand here and talk. "

"Let's go out and talk. "

Dear book friends,

As the Year of the Dragon approaches, I send my sincere wishes to each and every one of you.

Over the past year, we've spent many memorable days together, exploring the fantastical stories of Honken Iron and the Foundation.

Your support and encouragement are the driving force for me to keep moving forward and the most valuable asset for me on the creative path.

In the new year, I wish every book friend more happiness and laughter. Whether in reality or between the pages, may you all find your own wonderful.

In the new year, I will continue to work hard to bring you more interesting stories.

Finally, thank you again for your company and support.

May the joy of the New Year be with you, and may you all the best, good health, and happy families in the Year of the Dragon and every day to come!

Happy Chinese New Year!.