Star Railway: Building a Foundation from the Beginning

"I think that's a good question, I think the Manglas people should mix 42 concrete when they cast planets, because it's very easy to directly affect the proton unfolding, you know? When you smash it in, it produces a lot of high-energy proteins in an instant, commonly known as a supernova explosion......

"If this trend continues, I'm afraid not every dog in this town will have a Foundation badge. "

"I have a question, what happens if both a police officer and a fugitive find each other's Foundation badges?

"Let me make my identity clear first, Xianzhou Luofu Ten Kings Intern, your question is very sharp, it is essentially a conflict between the judicial sovereignty of the country and the supranational power of the foundation, and the final implementation depends on the relationship between the two parties...... However, from now on, it is estimated that the judicial process will be first, and then the Foundation will secretly take over. "

"In this world, only taxes, death, and the Foundation are inevitable. "

......

The screen switches to a somewhat rudimentary office.

The white walls are adorned with Foundation icons, and tin cabinets are stuffed with various file bags.

Behind a desk of some age sat a lady of some age.

“...... I'm sorry, but it's classified, and even I don't know. "

Her name is Mu Ruyun, and she is a site director under the Foundation's Area C.

Across the desk, five couples, ten in all, were standing.

Yesterday, Yan Xiangyang dialed the phone numbers of his good brothers one by one and told them what he had discovered.

So, when all the men returned home, they confessed their secrets to their wives.

At that time, they were holding ID badges in one hand and amnestic tablets in the other.

Fortunately, none of the pills were swallowed.

Unfortunately, none of the tablets were swallowed.

Seeing that the director didn't want to violate the rules of the foundation, Pang Xiangrong's wife thought of a roundabout way:

"Well, how many employees are there at this site?"

Mu Ruyun shook his head:

"I don't know. "

Shen 837 was silent for a moment.

Yan Xiangyang asked:

"How many people in our town work here?"

"I don't know. "

Tian Yongan pursed his lips and figured out the trick:

"Please, Director Mu, we don't need exact numbers. "

He was kind and seductive.

"We just need a rough percentage. "

"You can administer amnestics to us afterwards, aren't you curious about such an astonishing coincidence?"

"Imagine your children, your parents, seeing the Foundation badge, and showing them to you......"

Mu Ruyun hesitated for a moment, blinking her eyes constantly.

After a painful struggle, she finally turned her gaze to the screen on the side, and after unlocking it layer by layer, she entered the personnel file library.

She got past multiple firewalls that prevented full access to the data and found the number of staff from the town.

Then find the total population of the region on the official website of the Bureau of Statistics.

She opens the calculator and divides the two results.

Then fell silent, like a plaster statue, staring at it.

Eventually, a group of people approached her table to see what she had calculated.

0.**......

"How many people does the Foundation employ?"

This time it was her turn to ask the question.

......

"Le, as a result, didn't this director know how many people he had under him before?"

"It seems that most of the Foundation are not paid, otherwise the Director would have been impressed. "

"I guess the supervisor's boss doesn't know anything about it either. "

Qingque yawned, rubbed her waist, and changed her position.

She now has some envy of the characters in the story:

"It's great if you don't have to go to work, you don't have to see your boss, you get paid, and you can do whatever you want the rest of the time. "

Then, she smiled "hehe" and remembered the big name she made today - "Dragon Seven Pairs".

......

The screen switches to a luxurious and simple conference room.

On the white wall, a projection of the Foundation's icon is projected, and below it is the Foundation's purpose:

"We control, we contain, we protect. "

At the round table, there were several people sitting around, most of them dressed in formal suits, wearing Foundation badges on their chests, and corresponding name tags on the table.

But neither the badge nor the name tag has their real names written on them, nor does they have a long list of numbers.

Instead, it starts with "O5" and has a short dash in the middle to connect with a small number.

For example, "O5-8", a female who appears to be at least 50 years old.

"O5", a reference to the O5 Council.

If you like, you can also change its name, e.g. "O5 Command", "Overseer", "Overseer".

But no matter how the name is changed, its essence will always point to the supreme controller of the Foundation under the administrator.

Every member of the O5 is almost aware of everything about the Foundation and all of its activities.

Combined, everyone will know every secret in the Foundation's possession, with the exception of the Administrator.

Most Foundation personnel have not seen them for the rest of their careers. Personnel below Level 2 are not even aware of their existence. Most people outside the Foundation have never heard of them, or don't think they really exist.

In this room, there are several members of the O5 Council.

"8", which refers to the seat, can also be called "eight".

A number does not correspond to a single person.

There may be more than one person holding a numeric number at the same time.

Among them, the false is true, the real is false, and it is used to confuse potential enemies while also protecting themselves.

O5-8, a woman in her fifties.

She was holding the phone receiver at this time, frowning:

“...... Tell the director that the information is confidential, as she knows. "

Then, she put down the phone and looked at another member not far away.

"O5-4, that's his code name.

"What do you mean we don't know?"

O5-8's tone was full of incredulity.

This...... It's ridiculous.

As the supreme authority of the Foundation, it is impossible to know how many employees the Foundation has.

And it's not top secret, and there are no memes, antimemes, reality benders, or supreme divinities involved......

Why is this happening?

This situation generally means that a tissue will be infiltrated into a sieve by an opponent.

"Well, you know how we work, Eight. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

O5-4 shrugged and attempted to put his feet on the conference table.

But under pressure from other people's eyes, he gave up on the attempt.

"The more you know, the more dangerous it is, and that's no different for us. "

"In addition, there has never been an exact number regarding the number of people we have turned—"

"Well, I need an answer, just to satisfy my curiosity. Three, you know what?"

"Hmm...... I know, "the sound is coming from the computer," it is...... Uh......"

A number jumped across the screen, and the other members of the O5 Council stared at it.

“......"

The conference room fell into a dead silence, as if before the universe was born, but also after the universe was destroyed.

O5-5 coughs lightly:

"In some way, the outside world is still ignorant of anomalies?"

Anomalies here are a general term for all paranormal-related events and things, and do not refer to any one of them, such as paranormal events, containment objects, anomalous objects, etc.

But...... When half of the world's population becomes an employee of the Foundation, even if there are a significant number of temporary workers......

Is there still a need for secrecy?

"I don't know," O5-8 replied, the corners of his mouth tense, "but I'm going to find out." "

The first question was answered.

Now comes the second, bigger problem.

......

"Wojiri, before civilization enters the interstellar age, the Foundation already has close to 3.5 billion employees, which is more than the total number of our entire Ming Clan......"

"I can't help it, the Foundation originally developed as a secret organization, but after developing for a while, I found that this world seems to be full of Foundation people......

"Foundation agent: The other organization, except for the eldest brother, is all our people, when will the other big brother be replaced by our people. "

"Is this the O5 Council? how do they feel so much inferior to the Administrator, haven't they noticed that the Foundation's budget is skyrocketing?"

"With so many containments, the Foundation is definitely not constrained by the financial system. "

"Is there a possibility, the administrator of this period is not ridiculously strong, just like a mortal who has not yet been promoted to a star god, at most has some extraordinary abilities. "

......

With the will of the O5 Council issued, an invisible storm is gathering energy, which is being transmitted from top to bottom.

The outcome of this operation will determine the attitude of humanity towards the anomalies that are everywhere.

It is to continue to cover the existence of the anomaly, to protect the ignorant who may exist;

Or do you want people to turn a blind eye to this and make something that doesn't need to be kept secret directly public.

This order may not be good for the patrons of a certain library—

No matter where they were, when they had a library card, they were frightened by a terrible sound.

The voice sounded above their heads:

"All library patrons from Bluestar, Timeline B-173, please raise your hands, the director needs to conduct a personnel investigation. "

The curator pushed his glasses and glanced at the letter in front of him.

Then, your tail and start pointing:

"Now let's take a look at ......"

“1、2、3......"

When the number came to five digits, looking at the number of people left, how he wished he could have a few fingers.

......

And in another part of the planet.

The critic, named Jack Dawkins, observes the information displayed in front of him, then turns to the fax in his hand.

"They're all here?"

The painter in front of him replied:

"Yes, critic, every dot on the map represents an active artist in the world, and this conclusion is based on your '09 in—"

"Yes, I see that. The critic's tone makes it clear that he is not satisfied with what his work derives.

The painter hesitated:

"Uh...... Theoretically, when you press this button, you're going to kill some artists, or at least make them incapable of creating, those who don't have us ......"

"Damn it!"

Criticism of domestic violence is thunderous.

"How many times have I told me not to do this, is there any fucking point in killing people who admire them?"

"Pure art is about getting a message to people! How can your audience be stupid enough to get a message from a piece of work that can twist their heads and stick them into donkey shit or dog shit?"

"That's not art, that's!"

Drowned in Jack Dawkins' saliva, and startled by his not-so-pleasant roar.

After a few minutes, the painter took pity on Baba and cautiously probed:

"That ......"

"So...... Should I use it to get rid of people who hurt the audience with art?"

The critic's face changed instantly, and then he buried his head in his palm:

"No, I have a bad feeling that there may be fewer than three digits left......"

"I'd rather live in ignorance and just hide deadly memes and send them out. "

“......"

Instructions, messages from the various executive bodies of the O5 Council, are delivered to all parts of the world.

And this is just a small twist and turn in the process of answering a question.

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