Star Railway: Building a Foundation from the Beginning

"Damn, this pseudo-god's approach is really disgusting, it's not enough to transform people into monsters, and after the monster dies, the victims will be blown out on the spot...... It's almost a direct taunt in the face. "

"It's too classic friend and foe of the same origin, or the containment-008 zombie virus, if it changes, it can't be changed back, there will be no moral hazard to kill, and there will be no pain in the heart. "

"It's a bit like us Xianzhou people who have fallen into the Demon Yin Body, but the unclean will turn back into human beings, and those who have completely fallen into the Demon Yin Body will basically not be saved. "

"I now understand the intentions of the Administrator, the fastest killing of the Unclean is indeed a mercy to all the victims, and I hope that the big guys will not have any psychological shadows. "

"Take it easy, you see that those big guys have golden nails next to their eyebrows, I guess those are elite veterans who have been fighting for hundreds of years, and they won't be soft when they really move. "

"A new question, do the humans in the Unclean still have self-awareness, do they know what the Unclean are doing?"

“......"

In the barrage.

The audience is constantly expressing their opinions around this topic, trying to find an optimal solution.

Meanwhile.

Xianzhou Luofu, in the general's mansion.

1. 18 chess games are underway.

The one who holds the yellow son, Jing Yuan, and the one who holds the blue son, Yanqing.

At this time, the chess game has reached the endgame, and every time it falls, it has to go through a long period of calculation and game.

Otherwise, it will be easy to fall and lose the whole game.

Seeing that Yanqing was still thinking, Jing Yuan couldn't help yawning.

In his fluffy hair, there are sparrows lurking, playing in the meantime.

While his disciple was still thinking, he turned his gaze and watched the live broadcast of the Foundation.

There is no doubt that the expedition was met with an unavoidable problem at the outset.

- The question of the definition of the unclean.

This is a fundamental question of position.

It's about what the Foundation's fleet will do to the Unclean next.

Is it a simple matter of killing and burying the unclean?

In other words, possible relief will be given to victims of restitution.

If so, can you save it on the battlefield or not? What is the priority?

This is on the battlefield, and it is difficult to rescue the wounded, let alone face the unclean who are not inferior to their own side.

And the Unclean could devour them again at any moment, becoming a part of themselves!

In addition, there is also the issue of materials that is easy to overlook.

The Unclean has corrupted an entire planet and turned it into a withered land.

It is impossible to restore the ecology and let the indigenous people regain self-sufficiency.

It is possible for the Foundation to give a blood transfusion to a world in a short period of time, but there are so many worlds invaded by false gods, should it exhaust all the materials of the Foundation to support the parallel worlds that may be thousands, or even tens of thousands?

This is obviously more unrealistic.

One question after another is superimposed on each other and interconnected, testing the wisdom of decision-makers and torturing their hearts.

Suddenly, Jing Yuan was full of interest in how the Foundation would choose.

At the same time, he asked himself the question again.

If it were him, how would he choose?

If there is no one who is clean, there are no relatives and friends of his own, and there are no immortal boat people, how will he choose?

What if among the many beings who have become unclean, there is one who is dearest and most beloved?

At that time, can the finger on the trigger still be pulled?

At that time, will the sword be able to cut off the torsos of the unclean without delay?

If you face this problem, it is your young self.

He must be hesitant and timid.

Thinking of this, Jing Yuan looked at Yan Qing, who was still pondering, trying to make the best choice.

His expression softened.

He looked at the guards on duty in the distance, and at the people who came and went in the house.

His gaze went over the high wall and cast his gaze on the beings carried by the fairy boat.

If he is in battle at this time.

There is only one sentence -

"No mercy!"

......

Total flagship.

The captain stood beside the corps commander and said nothing.

Reports from the various Astarte warbands and the Dead Krieg Corps have been delivered to the Legion Commander.

On the huge screen in the command room, similar but different images appeared and disappeared.

In each photograph, hundreds of twisted human bodies are stacked on top of each other, all of them like newborn babies, facing the world with honesty and the deliverance that is coming.

The Legion Commander was silent for a moment.

He subconsciously wanted to say something, but closed his mouth again.

Is this what the Administrator calls "giving the unclean the quickest death"?

Cold, efficient, ruthless and accurate decisions.

In the end, he suppressed all kinds of mixed thoughts and gave an unquestionable instruction:

"The plan remains the same!" (read the violent novel, go to the Feilu novel network!)

"Until all the unclean in this land are destroyed. "

The Legion Commander made a choice.

But.

Immediately, he added.

"If you encounter an unclean person who has been left alone and has no strong tendency to destroy, you can try to rescue them if we are well prepared. "

"Just like that, the order was given. "

With that, the Legion Commander continued to look at the tragic situation on the huge screen.

Now these blood feuds are all counted on the heads of the false gods!

The captain raised his hand and saluted:

"Yes, Your Excellency. "

......

Recently.

Accompanied by a dense burst of gunfire and loud panting.

Another Unclean was interrupted from swimming and sank to the bottom of the ocean.

This is a small island.

It is also one of the last strongholds of the entire human civilization, and it is also one of the few places in the world that has not been corrupted into a withered land.

On the shore of the island, several men in rudimentary costumes are setting up cannons.

Not far from them, women were setting traps along the coastline in an attempt to slow down the invasion of the Unclean.

There are fewer than 10,000 humans on the nearby islands.

They are the last remaining humans on the planet.

Most of them are filled with confusion, fear, and sadness.

Especially when the humans of this world discover that the Unclean can be reduced to humans using Blackwood and the like.

A melee of public opinion broke out.

A significant number of people would rather risk being assimilated by the Unclean than to throw Blackwood's Tears at the monsters in order for them to regain their sanity and human form.

In fact, such a crazy operation did have some effect in the beginning.

After paying the price of more than 10 million people being assimilated by the Unclean283, hundreds of the Unclean were reverted back to victimhood.

Most of the liberated victims are already dead, and a few are still breathing.

Only a few humans, who are still young and middle-aged, can still open their mouths and say:

"Thank you. "

But.

Now, humanity has nothing left.

The white monster devoured everything, and there was only dead silence on the black earth.

Most of the survivors have despaired, and some have even fallen into madness.

Flock, eat hallucinogenic mushrooms...... What was once regarded as a cancer of society is spreading among the last survivors.

Only a small number of people are still making symbolic resistance.

That's when it happened.

Huge shadows obscured the stars, starships that were far beyond the world's technology.

Crimson meteors descend from the sky, bringing destruction and purification to the world.

Soon after, the survivors saw droplets crashing into the sand.

A tall, heavily armored elite stepped out of it.

Look at their resolute faces, the ornate decorations on their armor.

A little girl walked over curiously, her big innocent eyes full of anticipation:

"Uncle, are you angels?"

Damn, why is even Nianghua Pam coming out now......

This chapter is coded at the airport when waiting for the flight, there may be typos, and the author will correct it when he arrives at his accommodation in the afternoon.

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