Star Railway: Building a Foundation from the Beginning

People who live in space are indeed different from people who live on the ground.

The most intuitive experience is that there will be no sun rising on time to wake people up.

For those who are accustomed to waking up in the sun, waking up in space for the first time, the metropolis thinks that today's sun is not strong enough to get up from the horizon.

Fortunately.

The crew on the Star Dome Train, except for Walter Yang and Bai Xuan, spent much more time floating in the starry sky than they spent on the earth.

Oh, forget Danheng.

The fairy boat still simulates the time of the hometown, with sunrise and the cloudy and sunny days of the bright moon.

At this moment, the Star Dome Train.

"Bang! Bang!"

The sound of continuous knocking on the door interrupted March 7's sweet dream.

It was the daily wake-up call of the conductor Pam to urge the crew who had not yet woken up to get up and go to breakfast.

"March 7, why haven't you gotten up yet?!"

Although his mind was still a little dazed, March 7 still slowly got up, removed the quilt that bound his chest, and sat on the bed.

She replied to the door somewhat mechanically:

"Wake up, wake up, come right away. "

On the train, the conductor Pam is also a very unprovoked object.

The last person who provoked it seemed to be named Void Wanzang?

Then, she rubbed her eyes and subconsciously pushed the person next to her:

"Xiaobai~Xiaobai~Wake up~"

"Wake up... ...... wake up?"

It's just that the feel is a little wrong.

Bai Xuan's body is not so soft, and it is impossible to be so big.

"No......"

She made sure that the sense of touch was not wrong.

Through the faint light of the night light, March 7 slowly turned his gaze and looked to the side.

She was holding a soft mass in her hands, while her master was lying on her side.

She was dressed in a white coat, with a bumpy figure, beautiful gray hair, and a lovely face.

"Hmmm......"

looks a little familiar, it should be someone I know in 503.

"Uh-huh???"

She immediately became conscious, her pink eyes widening and looking at each other incredulously.

How did the "star" end up here?

It seems that he was disturbed by the temptation and palpation of March 7, and "Star" also woke up sleepy-eyed.

She first looked to the side and found that Bai Xuan was not there, and then looked at March 7, who held her conscience:

"Good morning. "

March 7 puffed out his cheeks, and his eyes were a little sharp.

"Hmm......"

......

Star Dome Train, Scenic Carriage.

Pam staggered out of the guest compartment.

Seeing that it was a little unhappy, Himeko smiled politely and asked:

"Little March hasn't woken up yet?"

Pam shook his head, a pair of large ears swaying, and then added:

"It should be awake by now. "

Himeko looked at the bus compartment not far away, and then looked at the place where Bai Xuan would normally sit, picked up the porcelain cup, and blew the coffee that was still steaming.

Then he smiled faintly:

"Young people, it's so energetic. "

......

Meanwhile.

Arilo VI, Foundation's underground base.

Humans are really good adapters.

Sambo laughed at himself.

By the time he had gone from the surface to the underground, his mood had entered a stable normal.

He had come to terms with his entry into the den of thieves, and was about to be taken by Dr. Bright, who had a big problem, to meet the Emperor of France, who must have had a big problem—

Fernand.

Sambo no longer wondered if there was a conspiracy behind Dr. Bright, or if he could get out of it.

When he is forced to get involved in a performance, all he should do is to do his best to fit into the identity of the moment, play the role well, and enjoy the joy of the moment.

In other words.

“...... So, my identity is a merchant who has traveled all over the world, and now I have come to meet His Majesty the Great Emperor?"

Sambo has already entered the play.

Dr. Bright was very satisfied.

But he still admonished:

"Remember, although His Majesty the Emperor is not in a good mood from time to time, he is able to recognize obvious lies. "

"Do you remember who I am?"

Sambo stopped, pressed his left hand to his right chest, bowed forward slightly, nodded and said:

"Of course, Count Bright. "

The only deficiency is that Sambo's clothing at this time is not very solemn.

But it's the more exotic style of the garments that proves that Sambo is a traveller who travels all over the world.

Dr. Bright was even more satisfied, and he applauded excitedly:

"It was great, then I went to change my clothes and by the way instructed the kitchen for them to prepare breakfast. "

Looking at the back of Dr. Bright leaving, Sambo reiterated his request for food:

"Don't forget the French delicacies and sweet water you mentioned. "

Dr. Bright smiled:

"Of course, there aren't any people on this site anyway. "

After saying this somewhat inexplicable sentence, his figure disappeared around the corner.

Next, Sambo took care of his costume again, followed the sign on the wall of the Foundation, turned left and right, and arrived at the sign that read-

In front of Containment-082's room.

The wall next to it is a bit old, and even the skin of the wall has partially peeled off, revealing the structure behind it.

In stark contrast to this, the room has exquisite double doors.

It's a red solid wood with brass handles, and it's worth a lot at first glance.

After confirming his identity with the guard at the door, Sambo stepped inside. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

As soon as he entered, Sambo was shocked by what he saw.

In front of you, there is not only the warm sunshine, but also the blooming flowers and verdant plants.

He Sambo, when did he see such a sight in Beloberg.

Even more excessive, there is the palace that stands in the center, which has a large number of glass decorations, which looks magnificent.

And on the ground, there are neatly cut white and black stone bricks everywhere, and a beautiful red carpet leads from the foot to the depths of the palace.

On both sides of the road, brightly dressed guards stood.

At that moment, Sambo really thought that he had traveled through time and space, came to another world, and witnessed another history.

After waiting in place for more than ten seconds, Sambo heard the voice of the herald sound again and again, from the inside of the palace to the outside.

"Herald, Sambo, meet His Majesty the Emperor—"

"Herald, Sambo, meet His Majesty the Emperor (ABBA)—"

“......"

Afterwards, Sambo stepped on the red carpet and entered the palatial palace, where he met His Majesty Fernand.

It's just that this majesty looks like a human, which really gives Sambo a little shock.

Is this really just a strange illness that can be explained?

Sitting at the head of the long table, Fernand had dark skin, facial hair like pig's bristles, a slightly pointed bald head, a large, round jaw, a bulbous nose, and sunken black eyes.

Although he wore a crown of gold and precious stones, and wore an expensive military uniform.

But Sambo only felt that there was a monster sitting there, not some emperor of the French Empire.

Let's be honest.

Even Cocoria, Bronya, or Jeppard sitting on it were more pleasing to the eye than this guy.

Seeing Sambo enter, the emperor smiled very kindly and leisurely.

He opened his mouth, revealing his sharp and sharp teeth, and said with a smile:

"A merchant from afar - Sambo. "

"My Prime Minister, Earl Bright, has told me who you are and what you are here for. "

"I am glad that the whole continent of Europa is singing the praises of the Emperor of France, Fernand I. "

"Therefore, I grant you the privilege of sharing breakfast with me and the Prime Minister. "

As Fernand's voice fell.

Dressed in classic and bold clothes, maids serve desserts, fruits, cream soup, mashed potatoes and other things on a plate in front of them.

The male servants on the side were preparing red wine and tea.

When Sambo saw those elegant bone china tableware and silver tragedy, he couldn't help but be secretly stunned.

At the same time, I asked myself if my requirements for breakfast were too low.

......

In the face of such a luxurious palace, a hearty breakfast as well as expensive cutlery.

The audience forgot about Dr. Bright.

Begin to discuss the food and the luxuries of the court.

"I want to be a containment object too, is there any way forward?"

"I don't know, I'm working on it too. "

"You say, if you make yourself uglier than Fernand, is there any chance that you will be captured by the Foundation?"

"I don't think so, and I'm still wondering how Dr. Bright can afford to raise so many people, and does the Administrator still need to replenish this place from time to time?"

"Yes, it stands to reason that Fernand didn't know that the Foundation had invested such extensive financial and material resources, since he was not immortal and had a reputation for cannibalism, wouldn't it be better to execute him directly?"

"It's not clear, or does Dr. IGHT have a better solution?"

......

And in the picture.

Seeing that Fernand had already started to use his knife and fork, Sambo also began to enjoy the meal.

The sweet smell and mellow taste stimulated his sense of smell and taste, and immersed him in this breakfast.

Was Fernand really the Emperor?What did Dr. Bright mean by that last remark......

Sambo thought to himself.

Then, looking up at the whiteness in front of him, he saw a fairy-like maid setting the plate for him.

But then he noticed that everyone here, except him and Fernand, had a faintly lit and dim ring on their temples.

What is it?

Before Sambo could think about it, he heard a loud voice:

"French Empire, Prime Minister, Count Bright has arrived. "

Sambo put down his knife and fork and looked at the Imperial Chancellor with Fernand.

Dr. Bright was seen dressed in a court outfit, trimmed with intricate pleats and lace, loose breeches, and a pair of high-looking boots.

All highlight the dignity of his status and the luxury of the court.

Sambo noticed that he was no longer wearing the lucky charm.

Dr. Bright saluted Fernand and greeted:

"Gui'an, Your Majesty. "

He then sat down next to Fernand, chatting with him and eating.

Just when Sambo thought that this breakfast would be extremely peaceful and peaceful.

Fernand went berserk suddenly.

In front of Sambo, the men and women, he opened his abyssal mouth, wrapped around Dr. Bright's head, and began to chew, making a crisp cracking sound of bones.

"Click-click-"

"Whoa—"

Sambo's knife and fork fell on the floor tiles, and the sound echoed.

Begin to write the third update.

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