The Foundation's world is exposed, and all the anime characters are broken

Star Iron Universe.

Many of the Star Gods who used to claim to be powerful fell into silence.

Even the joyful Aha laughed.

“Uh, it seems that the fun is a bit too exciting in front of such a guy.”

“I just seemed to be dyed into a piece of white paper”

“You are the same, right?”

Because if nothing unexpected happens, if these star gods really face this supreme divinity, they would have become a blank page just now.

No matter how strong their destiny is, if all their memories are gone, it is another matter.

No, it is not just the memories that disappear.

It also includes all traces of existence, which will become non-existent.

The other star gods also nodded in agreement.

Just now, even Aha became like that.

Naturally, they were not much better off, and the entire universe was almost wiped out.

Fortunately, the power in the light curtain went back to protect them.

But this terrifying attack method simply refreshed the cognition of these star gods.

“The source of many anti-memes turned out to be such a monster, and the Foundation world was wiped out”

“However, it is already great that the foundation in this world has been able to persist for this long.”

“How can humans defeat such a monster!”

Many star gods looked at each other in bewilderment.

You know, this is just the first supreme god.

It brought them such a terrifying experience.

In front of these true supremes, they, the star gods, are no different from ants.

In the light curtain.

Adam walked on the road to Site 41

“Site 41 is comfortable enough as a workplace.”He smiled:”Elegant and spacious office, although a little ugly.”

He traveled too far and for too long.

Halfway through the site, Adam found the other half of the surface of Site 337.

It was wiped off the surface of the earth by an orbital laser strike.

There is a boundary here, and the intact buildings and roads come to an abrupt end here.

It’s probably when the site’s anti-memetic warhead was activated.

The laser shot down semi-automatically, but it didn’t hurt the result. What he was looking for was underground.

“It’s hard for me to exist and be sane in SCP-3125’s universe.” Adam said,”But I’m the only one alive who has the power to stop it.”

“According to reports, Site 167 should be not far from Site 41.”

This fragile responsibility was like a vise tightening around his head.

Even if he was exhausted, he couldn’t give up.

Finally.

He found a vertical entrance between Building 8 and 22E, a thirty-meter-wide hexagonal shaft, with a yellow crane spanning its entrance.

The shaft was used to transport construction machinery and materials down to the huge underground complex. It was so spacious and deep that the air flow near the edge was strangely affected.

The inner wall of the shaft was lined with metal stairs.

Adam took a breath and began to try to walk down the stairs.

Follow the map to enter the underground building of Site 167.

Unlike Site 41.

This is definitely not a Safe site.

There are warning signs everywhere, and many of the symbols on them Wheeler cannot immediately analyze.

He soon found containment unit S167-00-6183, and the airlock was exactly the same as the one in Site 41.

Just as shown in the building diagram.

The only difference is that this airlock door still looks airtight – there is no hole.

“call…”Adam took a breath.

His palms trembled as he swiped his access card across the card reader.

The door swung open, revealing a sterile white antechamber, the air stagnant after years of disuse.

He stood in the center, waiting for the second rotation.

This was it.

He waited in his mind for his last terrifying question.

“But if you are here, Dr. Hughes, and you have built the machine, and it works: why don’t you show up?”

“Because the machine is useless. Because you can’t make it. Because you’re dead.”

He asked himself and answered himself, as if to prevent the bad news that would follow.

“Sizzle——！”

The inner door swings open.

The air in the basement is tropically hot and thick enough to taste.

It tastes unpleasantly organic.

There are floodlights overhead, and perhaps a tenth of them are on.

There is trash everywhere.

To Adam’s side, a roughly semicircular mass of huge automated factory units, each more than six meters tall. Around them are piles of construction debris: furniture, tools, food cans, hard foam bricks, circuit boards, scraps of fabric. To his right, piles stretch all the way along the concave wall of the basement.

There are hundreds of empty shipping containers.

Adam looks for a full ten minutes before he finds one that contains raw materials.

Even more startling is the fact that in front of him there is a three-meter-high steel wall that curves away to the left and right.

It wraps around nearly the entire floor space of the basement.

Just visible over the top of the wall is a huge creature sleeping, rising and falling slowly in the dim yellow light.

From this angle, Wheeler can only see the curve of its back.

It’s a smooth, wet black.

It’s round, almost a ball, like a scooped-out sphere on top of an ice cream cone.

There’s no one around.

Adam clears his throat and shouts as loudly as he dares towards the room:”Is there…Dr. Hughes here?”

Nothing happens.

The roar of the ventilation machine continues, and the creatures continue to rise and fall slowly.

Wheeler raises his voice slightly:”I’m looking for a machine here, called—”

“Unreality amplifier?”

The creature turned its head, and a huge amount of liquid squeezed out of its dish.

Enough for the waves it splashed to stick to the wall.

It swayed and climbed up the wall, and as it exposed more and more, its body structure became clear.

There was actually not much left beyond the part that was already visible. Apart from the thick flippers, it was a huge, almost spherical biological mass.

【this moment】

【Adam will turn around and leave】

【But the airlock behind him was closed.】

【A thin red string appeared out of nowhere and tied his wrists】

【I struggled for a second to get my hands out.】

【But the rope is sticky and has a creepy hardness inside, as if there are bones】

【It won’t let him go】

【He looked back, but couldn’t see the creature’s body clearly. Suddenly, the creature lifted Adam’s arm and lifted him up.

He twisted in vain, and suddenly fell from mid-air into the giant creature’s eyes.

At this time, the words appeared next to the light curtain :

【The bunker was empty when Hughes arrived, and his consciousness was stored in a computer.】

【He forgot to bite off the human’s fingers before escaping】

【No human tissue samples to process】

【There is no way to clone a replacement body for yourself】

【He realized that he was trapped.】

【Wheeler had told him that he would have to make great sacrifices to protect the Foundation.】

【Even his entire existence】

【And she was only bringing up something he had known all along.】

【However, Hughes had not yet imagined this.】

【Even if he thought about】

【Hughes couldn’t imagine what this would be like.] (To read the exciting novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

【Several times, he almost went on strike.】

【The deformity alone nearly cost him his life.】

【but】

【He has a duty. The problem must be solved.】

【Finally, Hughes worked in embryonic form for more than a year, developing tools, computer peripherals, and writing utensils that fit his short but flexible tentacles.】

【He built mini chair-like objects, as well as other furniture】

【He arranged a fitness plan for himself】

【Before the end of the first month】

【Hughes was satisfied with the proof】

【The countermeme I’m looking for is beyond the comprehension of human intelligence.】[]

【A human mind would explode into flames if it touched it.】

【Their real bodies would probably be like this too, after all, this profound and irreversible disorder was happening in every aspect of the universe around it, and it was inevitable that it would give rise to violent reactions.】

【To create this counter-meme】

【Hughes wants to bring a suitable,”single-cell” baseline concept from a human carrier.】

【Then use a machine to artificially amplify this concept】

【the second year】

【Hughes has designed and built enough machines】

【But he knew he couldn’t build that machine.】

【Theory and practice are too far apart】

【Tests fail in annoying ways, pointing to fundamental architectural errors】

【Hughes’s machine would not and could not do what he wanted it to do.】

【He threw away all his graphic designs.

【To find a different way】

【”Since there is no amplifier, then I will be the amplifier myself!” he said secretly】

【He first determined, then reverse-engineered his own genetic code】

【He built a life support system】

【The entire basement interior was remodeled, and that was the original plan.】

【He reconstructed his physiology】

【It took several steps and several years until his brain reached a size and complexity that allowed him to think about those deep, radiating, irreducible complex thoughts.】

【”But why don’t you use it yourself?”】

【Sometimes, Hughes occasionally heard this voice in his mind】

【But he ultimately rejected it.】

【Once, when Hughes was exploring the space of human ideas, he saw himself】

【When Hughes saw himself, he knew who he was.】

【What is his role?】

【He’s a mad technical genius, a crazy inventor who built the ultimate weapon】

【But he’s not the one to use it.】

【That Spark】

【The basic idea to be expanded was not in his mind.】

【It is not the shape of something, but the concept that must be brought by others.】

【He will wait for that day.】

【Until someone with this idea comes here]

The text falls….

Many viewers from all over the world held their breath.

They never thought that this twisted creature was actually Hughes.

In order to create an idea amplifier, he turned himself into this!

At this time, after Adam entered the chaos, his consciousness saw.

He saw a forest with a beautiful big house in the forest and a garden behind the house.

Tall coniferous trees surrounded neat lawns.

There was a forest.

Someone walked towards him and stretched out his hand.”You must be Adam.”

“”My pleasure, I’m Hughes.” He looked like a very energetic man in his fifties, short and thin, with thick-rimmed glasses and a shock of wild grey hair.

Adam extended his hand to shake

“Hughes…”Adam said:”I’m looking for you”

“You found me,” Hughes smiled and said,”Well done.”

“What is this place?”Adam asked in confusion.

“I don’t think you remember it either. This is where we met, a relatively recognizable setting for the conversation we need to have.”Hughes smiled.

But Adam didn’t recognize the scene.

Neither the place nor any of the people.

“Let’s talk.”

Hughes led Adam across the lawn and chose a pair of chairs in the sun.

They sat on the chairs.

Hughes gathered his thoughts and began to talk.

“Adam, you have no idea what you are looking for, the seeds of the anti-meme, you are the wrong person.” Hughes said seriously:”If you have it, you will know it naturally. It is impossible not to know it.”

“You will feel an electric shock from it”

“Driven by the higher ideals it represents, every time I wake up”

“It must have brought you here. I don’t know how you got here without it.” After hearing this,

Adam was silent and shook his head.

“I don’t know that I should come to you with an idea”

“You have no way of knowing,” Hughes consoled,”No one outside the basement knew, and I didn’t know myself until I was locked in there.”

“This is normal, we build plans and then something unexpected happens and the plans go out the window”

“Under great pressure, we are forced to be creative”

“Okay, where is that person?” Adam breathed, straightening his shoulders.”I hope it’s in North America. I don’t want to walk all the way back to Site 41.”

“But I will, if you can wait that long.”

“You can’t do it.” Hughes shook his head:”Even if it’s that simple, even if there is a place I can send you to collect, like takeout… you can’t carry an idea like this.”

“You never had this ability.”

“You don’t believe it, you never need it, you are the wrong 0.3 candidate.”

All of a sudden.

The air seemed to fall into a desperate silence.

“So what else can we do?”Adam took a breath

“Wheeler, she has it.” Hughes said seriously:”To be precise, there is no unique”have”, it is an infinitely variable phase space of possibilities.”

“There are millions of people in this world with different ideas that can be used.”

“She is one of”

“But she died.” Adam kept saying

“Adam,” Hughes pushed up his glasses and said seriously,”I’ve examined your brain. There are layers of damage inside. Many of them appear to be intentional, and some are even self-harm.”

“Your memory was suppressed, restored, and then faked and erased again, and most importantly, you survived what should have been a fatal encounter with SCP-3125.”

“And you’ve experienced numerous completely non-anomalous traumas.”

“So…it’s understandable that you still don’t understand”

“The hole in your life”

“No, I know.” Adam pursed his lips and smiled bitterly:”She and I were married before, right?”

Hearing this, Hughes nodded slowly.

“What kind of person is she?”

Hughes pulled out something, an auto-injector pen, a short, stubby, shiny orange cylinder.

Under the pointed cap was a needle with a thick black Z printed on it.

Adam took out this medicine.

Class Z memory enhancement potion, which would make him remember everything, but also kill him.

Adam took the injection pen and used it resolutely.

The next moment.

The sunlight in the garden was blurry and messy.

He saw Hughes’ eyes, he was smiling sadly, and his eyes were emitting golden and white spots.

“Go, we have to make peace with Him”

“With better ideas”