Chapter 159

The picture in the video zoomed in from the universe towards that planet.

Immediately, the picture switched and came to the surface of this planet.

It was afternoon.

The sun was bright, the trees on both sides of the road were lush, and there were golden retrievers playing with children on the grass.

Everything was harmonious, everything was beautiful, giving a feeling of fullness and peace of mind, like a perfect bedtime program.

Making the viewers suspect whether the Foundation used such programs to improve the sleep quality of employees.

At this very moment, in a private room of a small town.

A plain-looking middle-aged man with a somewhat distorted face was embedded in the sofa, holding a wine glass, and drank the yellow liquid full of foam in one gulp.

His name is Yan Xiang Yang, and he is already over 30 years old.

Beside him, there were 4 other men sitting, holding drinks or buckets of fried wings in their hands.

They were concentrating on watching a huge screen, which looked like an old antique called "TV", and could clearly see a video game competition being played inside.

That was a 5v5 confrontation game between the red and blue sides, and the team names of the two sides were "BLG" and "T1".

Suddenly.

Yan Xiang Yang's body leaned forward, his mouth opened subconsciously, and his eyes kept widening, making people wonder if his eyeballs would stick directly to his glasses.

His hand holding the glass also exerted force subconsciously, his other hand clenched into a fist, and his body was a bit nervous.

Not just him, the other few people in the room had the same performance.

One by one, they just stared blankly at the screen.

The characters in the picture first pulled back and forth, and then fought into a ball in an instant.

Various special effects flashed, the long bars representing health bars emptied in an instant, and the avatars of several characters turned gray.

The human voice in the TV became more and more urgent, more and more high-pitched, and in the end, it could even spit out several characters in one second.

And outside the picture, one cheer after another sounded, never stopping.

Like a wave, it became a surge, and finally became a tsunami that roared.

The viewers had no doubt that even the famous singers and actors in the galaxy could only get such cheers.

As the three characters "ACE" appeared at the top of the screen, the atmosphere reached its climax.

"... Said three to one, then it's directly three to one!"

"Awesome!!!"

The five people in the room erupted into a cheer, and this burst of howling directly woke up the viewers who were sleepy.

The viewers really wanted to reach into the screen and give them a slap, "Turtle carrying the barbershop".

But on second thought, the few people in the picture, I don't know how many tens of thousands of years ago they lived, and they might even be the ancestors of humans.

So they packed up their moods, lay back on the bed, and sealed their bodies with quilts.

It's just that.

Yan Xiang Yang didn't keep the secret in his wallet well, and he was completely unaware of it.

So, this small negligence declared the failure of his beautiful wish to maintain the happiness and ignorance of the entire world, and to know nothing about anomalies, containment objects, and the Foundation.

At this moment, he was bending over to pull out a paper towel to wipe the beer spilled on his body.

Immediately, a trident ID badge decorated with a shield and three inward arrows slipped out of his wallet and fell onto the table.

"Clatter——"

Before lying flat completely, it trembled back and forth a few times, making a pleasant sound, as if it were calling:

"All eyes on me!"

In those few short seconds, Yan Xiang Yang's brain experienced a thought explosion.

"Who am I", "Where do I come from", "Where am I going"...

Flowers, trees, sky, breeze, clouds, sun...

Finally, he got the answer——

Born by mom!

Just when Yan Xiang Yang imagined a scene of being demoted to a D-class personnel and fed to "Containment-682".

His four friends also saw this badge at the first time, and saw the logo on the badge.

"Foundation?"

They broke the silence at the same time.

Then stopped their movements at the same time, looked at each other, very surprised, showing an "Oh, so you also..." expression, as if from this moment, they truly knew each other.

"You know the Foundation?"

This time, even Yan Xiang Yang spoke up.

Just a moment ago, he began to think about how to convince his best friends to stay here obediently and accept A-class memory erasure, but finally found with surprise that this didn't seem to be a secret.

And, along with him, everyone thought they had covered this secret well.

They exchanged glances for a moment, and all five of them laughed "hehe", laughing more and more wantonly, laughing until they started panting and coughing; Yan Xiang Yang laughed until tears came out.

Five men together, finally shared one brain.

Afterwards, the four looked at Yan Xiang Yang together.

Their meaning was very clear.

——You dropped the badge, you speak first.

So, Yan Xiang Yang opened his mouth slowly under the gaze of the four:

"... Know."

"I work at the Foundation... you guys..."

A moment of silence, everything is in silence.

Afterwards, the other four took out their badges from their bodies and introduced themselves.

Pang Xiangrong: "Level 3, Anomaly Management."

Si Anbang: "Level 2, Research Assistant."

Tian Yongan: "External Affairs." Ricky said.

Yan Xiang Yang was a bit urgent; he didn't expect that he might be the highest level here.

But at least, there won't be D-class personnel here, right?

"Level 4, Research Supervisor, responsible for containment objects... uh, confidential."

Shi Yu Bo shrugged: "Mobile Task Force Lambda-64."

As the final identity card was revealed, the five villagers, or five wolves, had their mouths almost split to their ears.

Looking at each other for a moment again, they began to howl wildly.

"Fuck, their laughter is too magical, like a donkey braying; listening to them laughing there makes me want to laugh."

"Damn, this reminds me of a classic bridge—our agent infiltrated the enemy camp, and to keep it secret, they didn't know each other's identities... in the end, in a base, there were only our agents who identified each other as enemies, fighting wits and courage there."

"I just remembered the title of this side story 'Known to All', could it be that in the end everyone knows the existence of the Foundation?"

"How is that possible, at most it's an exaggeration; if everyone knows the Foundation, why do they still keep it secret (Nuo Nuo Zhao)?"

"Yeah, so the Foundation doesn't keep it secret anymore."

"What you said makes so much sense, I can't refute it."

The five friends chatted all night.

They exchanged stories that didn't need to be kept secret, shared anecdotes in the Foundation, or mocked which unlucky but not yet dead unlucky guy.

When they returned home, the sky was already dawning.

Yan Xiang Yang was sleepy, tired, and drunk, threw his wallet on the bedside table, took off his clothes, and climbed onto the bed on tiptoe, without waking his sleeping wife.

At noon the next day.

Yan Xiang Yang was shaken awake by his wife; he let out a long yawn, feeling a splitting headache and a dry mouth.

But this wouldn't stop him from waking up.

Because in his wife's hand, she was holding his Foundation badge.

"Damn..."

Yan Xiang Yang rubbed his temples, various complex emotions and feelings mixed in his brain, making him not know how to react for a while.

But he didn't need to react anymore.