Chapter 453: Oh! Death

Kafka looked at Agent Keller on the screen and shook her head calmly:

"Foundation agents are unexpectedly crazy in unexpected places."

"To be honest, if there were a teammate like Keller in the 'Stellaron Hunters,' I definitely wouldn't go on a mission with him."

Silver Wolf swung her legs, staring intently at the scope on the screen, blowing bubblegum:

"Eh? I actually think that if such a person were willing to make a deal with Elio, he would definitely be trustworthy."

"After all, we 'Stellaron Hunters' are an organization that saves the world from 'Destruction'... although the bounty is very high..."

"An agent who dies for the world would surely do his best to save the world, right?"

Kafka supported her head with her left hand and nodded slightly:

"Makes sense."

"However, each of us joined the 'Stellaron Hunters' and is driven by Elio because we made a deal with him."

"I'm also very curious, if this Agent Keller were to join, what kind of price would he offer, and what kind of cost would be demanded of him."

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Site-81 was still as quiet as ever, except for footsteps, there was only the sound of air flowing.

After receiving Captain Luo Yi's order, Agent Keller moved quickly toward the assembly point.

He lowered his head.

Quietly watching the white road extend before his eyes.

Watching the empty space in front of familiar doors.

Recalling the past years he spent with his colleagues in Site-81.

Perhaps...

In this world, there really is a perfect ending where everyone can survive;

Perhaps...

The agents just return to the original universe, and nothing will happen;

Perhaps...

A powerful divinity will soon discover that something followed them and suppress it with a wave of its hand.

But these are all beautiful illusions.

Based on one unconfirmed, unverified hypothesis after another.

The pure white light was gathered by the lampshade and projected onto him.

In the corridor, footsteps echoed lonely.

Agent Keller raised his head and continued to move forward.

In the corner of his eye, researchers in white coats lay on the ground, motionless, sleeping quietly.

It won't be long before they, the living from another world, will also sleep on this land.

—In the form of ashes.

But it's not a loss.

After all, in the entire history of mankind, the only ones lucky enough to become acquaintances of nuclear bombs are the residents in the cities far in the East.

Only the people of two cities.

Agent Keller smiled, the corners of his mouth curving into an arc, revealing a slightly exaggerated smile.

His heart was full of thoughts, constantly weaving and stitching, becoming a messy big net that covered his whole person, plugging his mouth and nose, making it hard to breathe.

But only 060 failed to make him feel the slightest regret, let alone make him intend to turn back and restore all the tampered code.

Once.

He had heard many hero stories in the Foundation.

For example, a researcher sacrificed his life to perish together with an extremely dangerous containment object;

Or a D-class personnel who, after destroying an evil project, saw a true god...

But, at least before today.

He had never thought.

That he would at some point stand at a crossroads that determines the direction of the world.

Even less had he thought.

That one day, he would become a hero-like figure in the mouths of others.

Although what he had to do was very simple.

Just to die.

And incidentally take a group of colleagues to die.

Come to think of it, this doesn't seem difficult; it only requires some kind of noble belief to support it, and it can be done.

In reality, he had heard many people complain to him, "Living is meaningless, might as well die," "The days are so boring, I don't want to live," "I really want to die."

But very few actually took action.

Even with the great cause of "sacrificing oneself for all mankind," how many people can calmly face death?

And... death...

This is inherently a taboo in human culture.

Various religious beliefs have proposed different explanations and imaginations for the afterlife.

And promised those who fear death a beautiful afterlife, or a beautiful world after death, to offset people's fear of death.

After all, no one has experienced it personally and come back to tell the world what happened, what the situation is, how the food is, whether the five insurances and one fund are paid, whether there is labor law, whether there is a union...

In the midst of wild thoughts.

Agent Keller heard a familiar voice—he had arrived at the assembly point.

"How is it on your side? Inside Site-81, it's really hell."

This voice belonged to Captain Luo Yi.

"Very smooth, it's just that no security personnel came to confirm our identities, which makes us a bit unaccustomed."

This was Captain Zhu Nuo.

"Alright, pack everything up, we'll send the things back, there's still a lot to do later."

Hearing this, Agent Keller cheered up, left the passage, and walked into the hall.

Devonshire was hiding in the corner smoking, Olman was installing anti-collision pads for the safe, Aili was checking the drone's automatic program, and Underwood was installing batteries for the drone.

Agent Keller's appearance attracted everyone's attention, even Captain Zhu Nuo, who was tidying up the drone, stopped.

The fifteen pairs of eyes in the entire hall fell on this only late agent at the same time.

Such a neat and orderly gaze made the agent who had already prepared to praise the sun and embrace the sun subconsciously take half a step back. ===== CHAPTER 455 =====