Star Railway: Building a Foundation from the Beginning

【—Data Analysis—]

[Base Time Engraving (Yellowstone): 45.2999]

[Dear Alice, Christina.] 】

[I need you to be ready for everything in this Antarctic station area.] 】

[Everything is about to come to an end!]

Go ye to the stormy land, and pass through it at last. You have to do it on your own, and I can't help you. 】

"Even if you say so......"

Alice shook her head.

When the Foundation was evacuated from the Antarctic site, it had largely emptied the important stuff - reality anchors, psychic blocking alloys, and various weapons and equipment that were ahead of their time...... Not a single one left.

Scouring the warehouses in the wings, she couldn't find anything that would come in handy for the next operation.

She was a little unwilling, and even walked around the containment chamber, but still found nothing.

As for the food and drinks consumed by the carnival, they were all produced directly from the Foundation's synthesis facilities, and the only price paid was electricity.

These survival materials, which are extremely expensive in the apocalypse, are not budget-intensive for the Foundation, and even if they are lost in large quantities, they do not need to be reported.

Just then, Christina walked into the room.

She was holding a weighty "gown", the fabric of which glowed white in the light.

"Miss Alice, look at this suit. "

Christina's tone was distinctly excited, reminding Alice of the special group of people in the old days known as Raiders of the Lost Ark.

She spread her clothes on the table:

"Of the ones I found in the room to the west, there was only one left, but it was a coincidence that it fit my size in the "ninety-eighty-zero". "

Alice propped her head and looked at the girl's "booty".

It looks a bit like a spacesuit, with a fully enclosed helmet, a set of exoskeletons inside, limbs and torso covered in a nano-coating, and a Foundation logo on its left chest.

But none of that matters.

On top of that, a small emergency anchor is placed around the waist, and while it is not as good as the Messengers' portable reality anchors, it is better than nothing.

Right?

The features were stacked on top of each other, and Alice, the old Foundation, recognized what it was at a glance.

"Oh, good luck. "

"This is a new type of protective suit, developed by the Foundation after the arrival of the Great Fading. "

"It has a small anchor built in to deal with an emergency reality crash. "

If it is used to fight against reality benders, the effect of this reality anchor is not much different from the decisive underwear on a girl's body.

A thin layer, it will collapse when touched, but it will not increase the attack speed and do not add critical hits.

But it can still be used to protect the wearer from sudden outbreaks of reality collapse and reality reconstruction.

However, if the environment is also affected on a large scale - such as the geological changes in Yellowstone, whether the wearer will survive is left to fate.

"Look here - see this button?" Alice pointed to her waist.

The device looked somewhat similar to Kamen Rider's belt, with a button on the left and right, and Alice pointed to one of them:

"If you press it, a one-time small anchor kicks in and lasts for about five seconds, enough to get you out of any crash event. "

"The other button here is the call for help button......

With that, Alice pressed it.

Suddenly, the screen of the personal terminal on the table was bright and vibrated continuously.

"Look - press it and it will show on my terminal. "

Christina opened her mouth and made an "oh" mouth, as if she was looking at a rare treasure, constantly rubbing her protective suit.

Suddenly, she remembered something:

"Won't this anchor cause the retrospective of time radiation?"

For at least four hundred years, chasing her behind her.

If she activates the reality anchor and lets the rolling mud cart of history come at a gallop, what will she have left......

A pile of bones?

Don't have any scum left?

If she can't witness the restart of the universe with her own eyes, she always feels a little bit of a loss.

After all, Christina after the restart of the universe, and Christina now, should be two different individuals.

"Probably not. "

Alice was a little unsure: "Five seconds is still too short for tracing events after all. "

Christina didn't pay much attention to this.

"It's a pity. "

"I couldn't find any other equipment that worked. "

She leaned down and folded her hazmat suits neatly.

After doing this, Christina leaned over to Alice and asked, half expectantly, half in confusion:

"Speaking of which, aren't there any pictures of black hole furnaces here?"

"Miss Alice can teleport both of us with just a camera transcription, right?"

"No, I've seen it. Alice shook her head regretfully.

There was a hint of strangeness in this plan from beginning to end.

As a matter of common sense, the Foundation will always try to leave behind some kind of image, either photographic or video, for entities that do not possess memetic hazards or antimemetic hazards.

The current situation is rare.

Thinking of this, Alice turned her gaze to the personal terminal, half stating and half asking:

"It's strange that there are a lot of written records of experiments in the system, but not a single image of a black hole furnace. "

As soon as the words fell, the drifter replied:

[They never existed.] 】

[This is one of the questions that even I have been wondering about. 】

[What the Black Hole Forge looks like is up to you to see for yourself, dear Alice.] 】

"So what the hell is Stormlands?"

"I've never heard of a place like this in Antarctica. "

[It is a natural barrier spontaneously formed by nature under the influence of the singularity in the furnace of the black hole.] 】

If you go to the south porthole, then you can faintly observe it, dear Alice and Christina. 】

......

The huge porthole is printed with a very conspicuous three-arrow ring icon, and the powerful searchlight points high into the gloomy sky.

Standing in front of the porthole, Alice and Christina stared into the distance, their eyes solemn.

On the distant horizon, a dark gray hurricane rose from the ground and plunged into the clouds.

From time to time, dazzling pale lightning erupted, piercing the wind wall and instantly illuminating the entire contours of the hurricane.

Wind and clouds have rolled up the snow that has been frozen on the ground since ancient times, and it surrounds its periphery, shining with a turquoise glow.

From time to time, a violent roar can be heard from inside the storm, accompanied by a fierce roar of lightning that illuminates the clouds, revealing the silhouette of something inside.

The most peculiar thing is that the storm has always remained in place and has never moved its position, as if something has anchored it.

- Singularity.

Before the laws of physics collapsed, the singularity was incomparably mysterious and complex for human beings.

Around the singularity, the laws of physics, along with the concepts of time and space, seem to have lost their meaning.

Such a singularity was created by the Foundation and kept near the Antarctic site.

"Stormlands ......"

Alice walked to the window, raised her hand and slowly rested on the glass, and the bitter coldness followed: "Is the black hole furnace in its center?"

Isn't this mission really a joke...... Alice suddenly felt that the Foundation's "perverted" missions were a little kind.

At least then there will be support, at least then you will have access to the most advanced equipment in the world, and the weirdos who will "bring all evil to justice" at every turn......

But now, she's on her own.

Oh, and Christina.

Thinking that she was not alone on the road to the end, Alice's mood suddenly improved a lot.

[Yes.] (Read the violent novel, go to the Feilu Novel Network!)

That is your destination, the cause and end of everything. 】

......

【Automatic Observation Record of Antarctic Station】

[Date: Unknown]

[I don't know how much time has passed since the last record.] The record is still at the South Pole, but the light is much darker than the last time. 】

[It can be observed that there is a wall of storms in the surrounding area compared to the previous one, and it is surrounded by a large reduction in the observable area.] 】

[Unlike previous records, no traces of human activity have been recorded inside, and it seems that they have long since disappeared.] 】

[With a pale thunderbolt, the dark gray walls became a little transparent.] 】

[It is observed that the periphery is still icy and snowy, and there is no change from the previous record.] 】

[From time to time, lightning from storms breaks away from the spin and splits into the surrounding rocks, melting them.] This is the only variable in snow and ice..........]

[Several painfully twisted human figures are observed flickering, falling to their knees before disappearing again.] 】

[Five times.] 】

[Black liquid has been observed seeping from beneath the ground, crystallizing, and transforming into translucent hexagonal prisms, which are then shattered by lightning.] 】

[Three times.] 】

[It was shattered by itself in the wind and snow.] 】[]

[Seven times.] 】

[Observed distant ground tremors.] 】

[Twice.] 】

[Cracks in the ground are observed, followed by flames erupting from the cracks.] 】

[Once.] 】

[During the 57th lightning outburst, two humans were observed in the distance, and gradually approached the storm wall during the next 33 lightning outbursts.] 】

......

After changing the energy, putting on the protective suit, activating the exoskeleton, attaching the hook claw, and carrying a handbook, Alice and Christina arrived at the wall of the storm.

Ice and sand crackled against them.

Slowly but forcefully, the storm clouds swirled and coalesced, hovering like a giant beast, as if something indescribable was entrenched in them, waiting for the two to enter.

Suddenly.

A bolt of lightning pierced the sky like a crack in the night sky, followed by a dull thunderclap that shook the whole world.

Christina stood beside Alice, and although she thought she had done a good job of psychological construction, she was full of uneasiness and fear in the face of the ferocity of nature, in the face of such a behemoth.

At this moment, the Wanderer suddenly received a message.

【—ANALYZINGDATA—】

[Base Time Engraving (Yellowstone): 45.2999]

[Dear Alice, dear Christina.] 】

[Before I pass through the Wall of Storms, I need to talk to you. 】

[I'm leaving.] 】

Leave......?

Alice was stunned for a moment, she had never expected the Drifter to leave.

Its host has long since been destroyed, its entity reduced to ashes along with Site Yellowstone, and in every sense of the word, it is insulated from the word leaving.

So why does it say that?

Alice looked at Christina, who had the same confusion in her eyes.

It seems that the mission will have to be paused for a while.

Not long after, the two sat down in front of a cliff.

In front of them was an endless frozen sea.

The surface of the ocean is covered in a thick layer of ice, which takes on a serene and mysterious blue, with cracks of ice of various shades shimmering silvery-white in the sunlight.

In the distance, the icebergs stand like guardians, reflecting a pale blue light.

On the right, the rumble of the Wall of Storms was heard incessantly, with an irresistible majesty.

Alice held the terminal in both hands, and was worried:

"What's wrong? Is there anything wrong with our current action 4.4?"

Did she do something wrong, or was their future abandoned by the Drifters?

[Nope.] 】

Of the five thousand three million six hundred and three thousand futures I have observed, I am now leading you to the best outcome, and you are indeed moving towards that outcome. 】

[However, I can't accompany you to the end.] 】

"Why? Have you given up guiding us?"

Christina's hands trembling a little in her hazmat suit, her pupils full of unease.

Obviously, she didn't trust the drifter before, but when the other party talked about parting, her heart was extremely panicked, and she wanted to grab something with both hands, afraid that another familiar existence around her would leave her.

[In the time you perceive it, after about a minute, I will go offline and will never reply to your messages again.] 】

[But believe me, dear Alice, dear Christina.] 】

[It's not because I've given up on you, it's because I've only come here.] 】

[Remember when I said at the beginning, in "The Last of the Last", I finally got in sync with you?]

[It's literal.] AIC doesn't make metaphors. 】

[By the time I get in touch with you, I'm only thirty seconds away from being completely shut down. 】

[I overclocked my own program so that I could communicate with you all continuously for half a minute.] 】

[If that's not intuitive enough, I'll be down for a base time tick of 45.3000 ticks, and now it's 45.299997.] 】。