Star Railway: Building a Foundation from the Beginning

"A ghost that exists in the past, using the delay of telecommunications to interact with humans living in the future...... It's a good sci-fi idea that will be used in the next story. "

"As far as I know, many authors who started with this mentality end up as pigeons. "

"Normally, one idea isn't enough to sustain the whole story, but if the entire containment-C-3999 setting is copied, it's not the same as a copy of a Foundation archive......"

"The question is, if the Wanderers know the past and the future, why didn't the Foundation end this disaster sooner? Allowing the end to evolve would not be good for the Foundation or the Overseer Council......

"Individuals are more concerned about whether or not the Foundation has recreated crazy plans such as ultimate containment in our universe. "

"Guess what. "

......

【—Data Analysis—]

[Base Time Engraving (Yellowstone): 45.2999]

[Dear Alice, Christina.] You have to turn back. As I said, we are pressed for time. 】

[I've sent the coordinates of the teleport node to your terminal, but it's experiencing a circuit exception.] 】

[If you can't get there within three days, its circuit will blow and a fire will follow. 】

[At that point, we will have no more time. 】

"Christina's mood is still very low. Is there anything you can do?"

Alice asked with some concern, and the girl was clearly still immersed in a sea of grief, drifting with the current, waiting for the moment when she suddenly woke up, or died.

She has a lot of options to choose from – distilled from her own experiences, and a variety of flavors of chicken soup to pour into Christina.

The only problem is time.

If it weren't for the time crunch, Alice could have solved Christina in weeks, months.

Even find a place with good scenery in the outer region to carry out an exquisite camping and a comfortable winter outing.

But now it's the end of the world.

Even if she is not interested in the title of savior, even if she thinks that she is just struggling to survive, and does not want to be forced to bear too many responsibilities and obligations.

She also had to carry these at the right time—and only she could carry it.

It has nothing to do with free will, and it has nothing to do with anyone's thinking about freedom.

Some just survive, some just survive.

The responsibility was heavy enough, and a little more would be enough for Alice to breathe.

She could only say sorry for Christina's affairs, and then led her forward as she ran to the place where the end of everything would end.

When the end of the apocalypse is over, the rest of the time can be squandered at will.

If the Drifter gave him an efficient way to cheer Cristina up, it would be great.

[This is for yourself, dear Alice.] 】

[After all, it's not me who is walking with her, but you. 】

"I looked at her diary. "

Alice had a big head: "She seems to think you don't deserve to be trusted." You're giving so much guidance that she doesn't know what she's doing. "

[So, you know what?]

"What?"

[I'm asking you - do you know what you're doing now?]

"Follow your instructions to the Antarctic site, open the Black Hole Furnace, and complete the mission. Any questions?"

Alice felt that this question was a little inexplicable.

Or, it doesn't have a problem at all.

If she doesn't follow the guidance of the drifter and go to the Antarctic site, what else can she do?

Love?

[The problem is huge. 】

You trust my guidance so much that you have discarded your own thoughts. 】

[At this point, or the little girl who is traveling with you is a little better than you.] 】

"......" Alice was a little helpless.

"What else do I have to think about? Huangshi has been destroyed, where else can I go except follow you~?"

"I mean, you think about something more essential. 】

[For example, the black hole furnace, what is it?]

Black Hole Forge ...... Alice's eyebrows tightened.

She wasn't uncurious about what the Foundation was doing.

But she didn't really think deeply about this question, and she didn't connect the limited information to come up with her own answer.

Previously, she had been just running around in the wilderness, carrying out Foundation missions, without having to think about them, and the hidden nature behind them.

It's just that now, after she became the chosen one, it seems that she has to start thinking about something more macroscopic.

And that's not her forte.

The Drifter also seemed to understand that it would take some time for Alice to figure out the subject.

After this question, no new text came from the personal terminal.

Look at the personal terminal that naturally goes out in your hand.

Alice knows that the Drifter has left the world to herself.

......

The snow continued, and from nightfall, the two set up camp until the sky was bright again, and the two embarked on a long journey, showing no sign of abating.

At Alice's feet, a path stretched straight from Alice's feet to the sky—it was like a latitude and longitude line that measured time, as if it were the last upright being in this twisted and grotesque apocalypse.

Even as the new snow continued to cover it, Alice could still discern the outline of the road, and from under the white snow, she could see the purest black, and follow it to the end of the world.

At this moment, the world is so lonely.

On the right side of the road, a gray-green coniferous forest stands quietly, and the branches of the trees are covered with snow, like a chocolate layer of chocolate praline cake covered with cream.

On the left side of the road, there is a frozen frozen lake with a mirror-like surface that reflects the blue of the sky and the silhouettes of the mountains in the distance.

Occasionally, there will be small points of light flickering on the ice, like a dream scene, beautiful and psychedelic.

Alice walked ahead, looking down in contemplation, watching the snowflakes fall in front of her eyes, watching the snow step out of one pit after another.

Christina was behind her, her expression gloomy and her eyes glazed over, and she didn't say a word.

Suddenly, Alice took out her personal terminal:

"I already have a basic answer to this question. "

Sure enough, a line of words appeared on the screen.

[Let's talk about it.] 】

"The Black Hole Melting Pot project itself is a front. "

"The Foundation does not need this black hole, but rather the singularity that accompanies it within. "

"But singularities cannot be created directly. "

"So the plan itself is to create a black hole, and then expose the singularity and destroy the fabric of space-time. "

"I guess the goal is probably to achieve what is called ultimate containment, but that's also a problem. "

"What the hell is ultimate containment?"

[What do you think it is?]

......

Meanwhile.

Christina, who was behind Alice, only felt a hole in her chest, and she felt a dull pain.

She didn't ask for the name of the next stop, she didn't ask about the next target, and she didn't have any thoughts about it.

Probably, just one location is enough...... Anywhere, you can.

[After a long absence, I felt emptiness and nothingness again. 】

[None of what we do seems to be meaningless.] 】

[Miss Alice and I ......]

[The Yellowstone, which she has been pursuing since she didn't know how long ago, exploded before she didn't know how long. 】

[And Tommy, who I've been looking for, left this world before I don't know how long ago.] 】

[I was left with only the tapes that could only be played once, and a pair of tattered gloves.] 】

[Now we are like two headless flies, following the command of a consciousness in Miss Alice's communication terminal from somewhere, from Yellowstone to the South Pole.] 】

I don't know. (Read the violent novel, go to the Feilu Novel Network!)

What are we doing, what can we do, and what is meaningful?]

Maybe we can't do anything. Maybe we won't get anything. Perhaps all we can leave to the world in the end is memories. Maybe there won't even be a memory. 】

Christina slowly stopped, looked at the taiga for a while, turned her head to look at Alice in front of her, who was talking to the terminal, and finally, looked at the lake.

It's pretty, she thought, but what does that have to do with her?

The next moment, Christina's gaze froze.

Above the ice on the surface of the lake, there seems to be a familiar figure.

She rubbed her eyes in disbelief and stared at them again.

She read that right!

Is that

- Tommy!

......

"I don't know, I can't piece the whole picture from the information now. "

Alice frowned:

"Probably understood to be related to singularities, breaking the framework of reality, and paradoxes, but missing some key clues. I don't know what it is. "

[I'll send you a record.] After you've watched it, you'll understand. 】[]

"Wait. "

Suddenly, Alice felt as if she was missing something.

She paused, her brow furrowed, and paused for a moment.

Then, she realized—the faint but continuous sound of footsteps that had followed her all this time was gone.

Alice hurriedly turned around, but Christina was not there.

Where did you go...... Alice suddenly panicked.

She looked left and right, for fear that she would miss a single detail.

In her opinion, with Christina's current state, once she gets lost in the wilderness, the chances of survival are extremely slim.

In order to avoid this situation and to leave Christina with some personal space to buffer, Alice deliberately chose an avenue.

But something still happened!

Alice felt like she was on fire.

Suddenly, she saw a small dot moving on the surface of the frozen lake, and it was Christina.

"Christina!" Alice shouted.

The only thing that responded to her was the cold winter wind.

On the frozen surface of the lake, Christina's eyes were hollow, staring blankly at Tommy in the distance, her mind blank except for her brother, as if she had been poured into ecstasy soup.

She seemed to see Tommy bouncing and waving, calling out to "sister".

Ahead seemed to be the new York, and when she took Tommy's hand, she could go back home, sit by the warm fire, and wait for the sun to rise again.

Shore.

Seeing that Christina neither looked back nor slowed down, still walking towards the center of the ice lake, Alice was completely panicked.

What's going on...... Could it be that Christina is completely broken down and wants to die?

Alice's brain was racing, and possibilities flashed by in a flash.

Eventually, she fixed her eyes on the middle of the lake.

There, floating "Tommy".

The ghosts who died in the era of heavy rain are still seducing new victims in this era.

"Damn it!"

As Christina went deeper and deeper into the lake, the ice she stepped on cracked and chirped crisply.

Sound after sound, the rifts grew longer and longer, intertwined with each other, outlining one beautiful and deadly piece after another.

The black-blue waters roared beneath her feet, like a school of sharks approaching their prey, crashing against the precarious ice.

Tommy's apparition always floats in the middle of the lake, without sorrow or joy.

"Gan!"

Christina was getting closer and closer to the apparition in the middle of the lake.

Alice was heartbroken, first placing her terminal on the ground, and then running towards Christina.

As she ran, she unleashed her hook and grabbed a dead tree on the shore.

"Christina!"

Alice became more and more anxious, and the ice beneath Christina's feet was like a spider's web, and the cracks were wide and horizontal, reaching the limit, ready to collapse completely.

But Christina still didn't hear the call.

She walked up to "Tommy" and faced her "younger brother" Simu (Qian Zhao's).

Yes, it's those eyes.

Yes, this is the Tommy she was looking for.

Yes, this is a loved one she accidentally lost.

And now, she won't let him go again.

Christina raised her hand and cautiously approached, wanting to caress the boy's cheek.

But.

At the moment when she was about to touch it, her body suddenly lost its balance and fell backwards violently.

The ice collapsed.

Christina lost her balance, leaned back, and fell into the lake.

The apparition of the boy still floated on the surface of the lake, staring at where she had fallen into the water, doing nothing.

He was just a cloud of smoke, a phantom.

......

[After falling into the water, the perspective will become blurry.] 】

[The lake envelops me and hugs me tightly, at first it will be a strong warmth, and in this warm current, I see him on the lake with his back to the sun, reaching out to me, like an angel. 】

[Past experiences are projected in the water, like the reflection of light flashing around me one by one, turning into stars, as if I have become a part of the universe. 】

[I wanted to respond to him, but I was getting farther and farther away from him. 】

[He didn't move, I was falling.] 】

[When I realized this, everything was gone.] The warmth is gone, and so is the light. Fen]

[I saw that he did not extend his hand to me. 】

[I struggled desperately, but I sank deeper and deeper, and the cold and biting water of the lake completely enveloped me. This cold feels familiar to me...... It's like heavy snow when Tommy and I were separated. 】

[I remembered that I had already died once at that time. It was Miss Alice who rescued me and gave me a second chance to live. 】

[I'm sorry I can't go any further, Miss Alice.] 】

【...... Just as I was thinking this, the hand pulled me up again. 】。