Interstellar Railway: Start to Build a Foundation

Astarte, or Star Warrior, canned, interstellar brother.

They are not exactly human, but superhuman.

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

To go from a mortal to a superman like Astarte, you must undergo 19 transformational surgeries.

And most modifications must begin in childhood, and the risk increases with each surgery, and none of the lucky ones who can safely complete the 19 surgeries are available.

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 battle groups towards mortals vary widely.

There are many interstellar warriors of the battle group who regard themselves as pure weapons, only carrying out the will of the administrator and only pursuing results, regardless of right or wrong, regardless of mortal casualties, and regardless of their own life and death.

Fortunately.

This time the airborne unit is a battle group called Foundation Fist.

They regard mortals as their protectors and are willing to give their lives to guard these survivors.

The Astarte, known as the “Angel,” took off his helmet.

He tried to smile as much as he could.

Then he pulled his stiff face and showed a very reluctant smile to the girl.

“Yes, we are the angels of death, who have come to pronounce the death of aliens and heretics.”

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

……

Arilo-VI.

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

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

If possible, she would be willing to spend the whole day in front of the light screen, watching the bizarre stories of the foundation and meeting strangers she had never met.

But this is just her occasional little fantasy.

There are still many small robots in the family waiting to be repaired, and she needs to constantly look for spare parts that may come in handy in case the robots can no longer be started.

This time the new show, Clara missed a part.

But Shvaro kindly helped her record it.

Thereupon.

Looking at the Starfleet that seemed to be able to fill the entire universe, Clara’s eyes were full of light.

She excitedly asked the mechanical guy standing on the side:

“Mr. Shvarro, if the Foundation can help everyone, can it solve the cold wave problem?”

Shvarro’s red monocular gazes at the Foundation’s fleet, and his emotionless tone illustrates its calculus:

“Call the database… No similar starships were retrieved. Analysis result: None. Background: Unidentified. Classification: Unknown information. ”

“Call the database and retrieve similar results – Star Destroyers. Analysis results: can annihilate planets, can not solve the cold wave. ”

“…… Analysis result: can evacuate with all humans, avoid the cold wave, can not solve the cold wave. ”

“Sorry, Clara. As far as I know, the Foundation can take everyone away from the planet, but it can’t solve the cold snap. ”

This is not the outcome that Clara had hoped for.

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

But this is much better than Mr. Shvarro calculated that people on this planet cannot cope with the cold wave on their own.

“Mr. Shvarro, can we try to contact the Foundation?”

Rarely, without calculation, Shvaro gave the answer directly:

“Can’t do it, Clara.”

It turned to look at the core of the entire underground world, the huge structure that Belober’s lower class people could see every day.

“While the foundation was able to let us see their livestreams, we didn’t have the technology.”

“We don’t have the right signaling equipment, we don’t have enough power supplies, we don’t have antennas big enough, and we don’t know where the foundation is in this universe.”

“Gathering all the resources of the lower zone may be able to build simple devices to explain Belloberg’s plight to the universe, but this will accelerate the death of the lower zone.”

“This is contrary to the instructions of the lower strata of the deposit.”

Clara shook her head obediently:

“It’s okay, Mr. Shvarro, there must be some other way!”

……

Screen switching.

General flagship of the First Expeditionary Legion. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

“Can you determine the authenticity and accuracy of the information?”

The legion leader was a little excited, and even the pitch was raised by two octaves.

“Yes, Your Excellency, Commander.”

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

He had no complaints about the corps commander’s inquiry.

Although he is also a veteran of hundreds of years, he has followed the corps commander for more than a hundred years.

But this does not mean that the Legion Commander doubts his loyalty and ability.

It was that this intelligence was too important and had to be cautious of the corps commander.

The Astartes found an otherworldly door.

It leads to the “center of the world”—that strange space with strange cylinders, a large number of Red Sea objects resembling disks.

There, the Astartes met many souls.

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

It seems weird and dangerous there.

The Astartes did not go deeper into it, so they withdrew from it in time and brought the intelligence back.

“I need to report this information to the administrator immediately.”

The corps commander said to the intelligence officer.

“Good.”

The intelligence officer responded quickly, then stepped aside.

SOON AFTER, A BRIGHT RED SOUNDONLY APPEARED ON THE HUGE SCREEN IN THE COMMAND ROOM.

As soon as the corps commander wanted to speak, he heard the voice of the administrator lord come out:

“I know what you’re here for, 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 DISAPPEARED, THE GIANT SCREEN TURNED BACK INTO A BATTLE MAP, AND THE CONVERSATION WAS OVER.

On the battle map, the red areas marked with unclean people are disappearing one by one, like snowflakes falling into (good) boiling water.

The corps commander did not say a word, but all the questions in his mind were answered.

He felt that his entire body and soul were completely exposed to the gaze of Lord Administrator, and there was no secret at all.

This is the power of the psionic realm.

As the highest conning tower of the Foundation.

The Lord Keeper can read the minds of all those who practice psionic destiny.

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

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

“Lord Administrator’s power in the Psionic Realm has increased 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 defense and make sure that door will not go wrong before reinforcements arrive!”

“Obey!”

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