Star Railway: Building a Foundation from the Beginning

Astarte, or Space Marine, canned, interstellar brother expensive.

They are not exactly human, but superhuman.

But when they were born, they were mortals, not Astarte.

To transform from a mortal into a superman like Astarte, you must go through 19 transformational surgeries.

And most of the renovations have to start in childhood, and the risk increases with each surgery, and there is no one lucky person who can safely complete 19 surgeries.

After becoming an Astarte, their minds and physiology have undergone earth-shaking changes.

In the distant dark ages, they were worshipped by mortals as true angels.

It is also because of this that the attitudes of different warbands towards mortals vary greatly.

There are many warbands of Space Marines who regard themselves as pure weapons, only carrying out the will of the Administrator, and only pursuing results, whether right or wrong, regardless of mortal casualties, and even more regardless of their own life and death.

Fortunately.

This time, the airborne unit is a warband called the Foundation's Fist.

They see mortals as their protectors and are willing to give their lives to defend these survivors.

Astarte, known as "Angel", took off his helmet.

He remembered smiling as much as he could.

Then he pulled his stiff face and smiled at the girl very reluctantly.

"Yes, we are the Angels of Death, who have come to pronounce the death of Xenomorphs and heretics. "

Behind him, there are still heavenly punishments falling from the sky.

......

Yalilo-VI.

Piling up the mechanical parts in the snow, Clara ran barefoot and bounced to the old light screen.

For her, it's the most fun time of the day.

If possible, she would definitely be willing to stay in front of the light screen all day, watching the bizarre stories of the Foundation, and meeting strangers she had never met.

But it was just her occasional little fantasy.

There are still many small robots in the family waiting to be repaired, and she needs to constantly search for spare parts that may come in handy in case they are needed in case they never start again.

This time the new show, Clara missed part of it though.

But Evaro was very kind to help her record it.

Thereupon.

Looking at the starfleet that seemed to fill the entire universe, Clara's eyes were full of light.

She excitedly asked the mechanical guy standing aside:

"Mr. Evaro, if the Foundation can help everyone, can you solve the problem of the cold wave?"

Swaro's red monochrome gaze at the Foundation's fleet, and his emotionless tone illustrates the results of its calculations:

"Call in database...... No similar starships were found. Result: None. Background: Unknown. Classification: Unknown. "

"Call the database, retrieve similar results - Star Destroyer. Results: Planets can be annihilated, but cold waves cannot be solved. "

“...... Result: It is possible to evacuate with all humans and avoid the cold wave, but the cold wave cannot be resolved. "

"I'm sorry, Clara. As far as I know, the Foundation can take everyone away from this planet, but it can't solve the cold wave. "

This was not the outcome that Clara had hoped for.

No one wants to leave their homeland and become an interstellar wanderer.

However, this is a much better result than Mr. Svarro's calculations, that the people of this planet cannot solve the cold wave on their own.

"Mr. Schvaro, can we try to contact the Foundation?"

Rarely without calculation, Schwaro gave the answer directly:

"Can't do it, Clara. "

It turned to look at the core of the entire underworld, the massive structure that the lower echelons of Beloberg saw every day.

"While the Foundation was able to allow us to see their live streams, we didn't have the technology to do so. "

"We don't have the proper messaging equipment, we don't have a power supply of sufficient power, we don't have a large enough antenna, and we don't know where the Foundation is in this universe. "

"Pooling all the resources of the lower sector may make it possible to build improvised equipment that illustrates Beloberg's predicament to the universe, but it will hasten the death of the lower sector. "

"This is contrary to the directive to protect the lower area. "

Clara shook her head obediently:

"It's okay, Mr. Svarro, there must be another way!"

......

Screen switching.

General flagship of the 1st Expeditionary Corps. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"Can you be sure of the authenticity and accuracy of the information?"

The Legion Commander was a little excited, and even his pitch was raised by two octaves.

"Yes, Your Excellency, Legion Commander. "

Facing the majesty of the corps commander, the intelligence officer was very determined, without the slightest nervousness.

He did not have any complaints about the inquiries of the corps commander.

Although he is also a veteran of hundreds of years, he has been with the commander of the army for more than 100 years.

But this did not mean that the Legion Commander doubted his loyalty and ability.

It's that this information is too important, and the corps commander has to be cautious.

The Astartes have found a gateway to the Otherworld.

It leads to the "center of the world" - that strange space with strange cylinders and a large number of disks that resemble objects from the Red Sea.

There, the Astartes saw many souls.

However, these souls cannot be observed by the naked eye, but can only be displayed by instruments.

It seems weird and dangerous.

The Astartes didn't go any further into it, so they withdrew from it in time and brought the information back.

I need to report this information to the administrator immediately. "

The Legion Commander said to the intelligence officer.

"Good. "

The intelligence officer quickly responded, then stepped aside.

Moments later, bright red SOUNDONLY appeared on the huge screen in the command room.

As soon as the Legion Commander was about to speak, he heard the voice of the Administrator:

"I know where you came to be, and I know your concerns. "

"The masters of the psionic realm have set out, and they will join the expeditionary force in the near future. "

"I'm sure they'll tell us the answer. "

Then, SOUNDONLY disappears, the giant screen changes back to the battle map, and the conversation is over.

On the battle map, the red areas marked with the Unclean are disappearing piece by piece, like snowflakes falling into boiling water.

The corps commander didn't say a word, but all the questions in his mind were answered.

He felt his entire body, his entire soul, completely exposed to the Administrator's gaze, with no secrets to speak of.

This is the power of the psionic realm.

As the Foundation's tallest conning tower.

The Administrator can read the minds of all those who practice the Psionic Destiny.

Even if a person is not on this path of destiny, he can penetrate the thoughts of other beings with his spiritual energy, and know and feel the same way with the other person.

The corps commander couldn't help but sigh with emotion:

"The Administrator's power in the psionic realm has grown again. "

Then, he regained his composure and looked at the captain's servant behind the intelligence officer:

"Let the soldiers do a good job of defending and make sure that there is no problem with that door before reinforcements arrive!"

"Yes!"

When you take a flight on a strong convection, you feel like you're going to die......

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