Chapter 572

Such a crazy trend naturally scared a group of people; the people who had moved away from Belobog began to retreat, residents in the city closed doors and windows, and scrambled to buy food, and the Silvermane Guards had to continue to maintain order and soothe the people.

But the most fearful situation didn't arrive; the movement of the great fog only lasted for less than ten minutes, before it calmed down again.

Bronya and a group of Belobog's high-level officials, seeing this situation, had just let their hearts go, when they saw the image in the light screen outside the sky change.

A planet model representing Jarilo-VI appeared in the light screen, on which several red dots were flashing.

Not long after, several dashed lines extended from the interstellar base, pointing to those red dots, and dozens of starships sailed at high speed, heading there.

Inside Qliphoth Fort, the ministers were discussing heatedly:

"What do those red dots represent? Could it be new fog zones again?"

"Will the Foundation really protect Belobog?"

"Can the power of the 'Amber Lord' really let us be 'Preserved' in the face of such a disaster?"

The same thing was not only happening in the highest decision-making body of the Administrative District.

On the train from the Administrative District to the Underworld, Seele, Natasha, Oleg, and others were also discussing heatedly.

"Every red dot should represent an area shrouded by the great fog... I suspect that kind of fog will continue to expand, eventually shrouding the entire Jarilo-VI."

Listening to Natasha's speculation, Oleg also had a solemn expression.

The change in "SCP-C-2001" was too sudden; less than two hours after the Foundation began to explore, it had already reached such a dangerous stage.

"We don't know if that kind of great fog will spread underground, but we must take preventive measures."

"What do you mean?" Seele looked at the white-haired old man.

"Cut off the connection with the Administrative District again," Oleg said with some pain.

"This is just the worst-case scenario; unless it's a last resort, we won't choose it," Natasha looked at the black ceiling of the train, and her whole person seemed to have aged quite a bit.

After seeing the light, being forced to return to the darkness was undoubtedly the most desperate thing.

"Moreover, if the great fog really permeates to Belobog, the people of the Administrative District will very likely migrate to the Underworld..."

"Although there are many areas in the Underworld that have been abandoned for a long time and can be used for people to live, it cannot accommodate the population of the entire Administrative District... and the material problem is even more severe."

"Are we not considering the Foundation's aid to us?" someone asked.

"Don't always pin your hopes on the charity of outsiders, not to mention that the Foundation has already saved this planet once."

Oleg sighed.

He looked out the train window.

Except for the reflection inside the carriage, nothing could be seen, only a pitch-black expanse.

The more they headed underground, the deeper the vibration sound of the train became, as if it were the sobbing of the earth.

This world is really full of disasters, hehe... he smiled helplessly.

The Foundation can certainly resolve this anomaly, just like they have done countless times before.

But how long will it take, what kind of sacrifices will there be, and what kind of price will have to be paid, no one knows.

However, the worst result is obvious.

—The apocalypse descends, the world restarts.

Just like the Foundation has experienced who knows how many times.

Even on the distant Xianzhou, there are people silently paying attention to the disaster on the distant planet and being moved by it.

Kafka looked at the several great fog areas that had appeared out of thin air on Jarilo-VI, and couldn't help but frown.

"Elio's script won't be affected by 'SCP-C-2001', right?"

Such a large-scale abnormal phenomenon, no matter how you look at it, doesn't look like something that can be successfully resolved in a day or two.

If it were any other time, it would be fine; such a disaster happened, it happened. If the Foundation was willing to spend half a year to resolve it, that would be no problem.

But now, the "Astral Express" hasn't set sail yet, and such an anomaly has appeared; the practitioners of "Trailblazing" will get involved no matter what, and be delayed there.

It's just that time is not on the side of the "Stellaron Hunters," nor on the "Astral Express," nor on the "Luo Fu" Xianzhou.

But on the side of the "Legion" and the "Abundance Abominations."

Once there is a mistake in time, and the situation does not proceed as planned in the script, what will happen afterward is really hard to say.

To reach the most perfect future, who knows how much price will have to be paid to correct the entire process.

Moreover, it might involve the Foundation's secrets from a thousand years ago; can the O5 Council really put everything on the table?

If there is really something unspeakable, the Foundation will probably deliberately delay the investigation of the incident and clean up the elements unfavorable to the Foundation first.

But before Kafka could finish thinking about these things, she saw new changes on the light screen.

A massive airborne operation began.

If they hadn't seen how fierce the Foundation's drop pods were in advance.

Everyone who saw the current scene would probably think that the Foundation's fleet was conducting orbital bombardment.

Drop pods carrying Astartes fell from the sky, like a meteor shower that hadn't been seen in a thousand years, and as if angels had descended into the world.

After them, shuttles carrying Mobile Task Forces descended from the sky.

March 7th looked up, seeing the horizon dyed red by the crimson rain of fire:

"It's truly spectacular."

At this very moment, Bai Xuan and his party had already excavated a sufficient number of "Creation Engines."

Although this thing was a limited edition in every sense. But alas, Bai Xuan could create things out of thin air, and very considerately forged the generational gap, allowing the iterative updates of the "Creation Engines" to have traces to follow.

By the way, he also specifically stamped the Foundation's circle-three-arrow logo on some core components.

Even if the "Interastral Peace Corporation" still wanted to come to collect debts in the future, they would have to honestly go through the process and dock with the O5 Council.

Welt Yang narrowed his eyes, and his expression was also dyed with a touch of solemnity:

"The situation is a bit wrong; Bai Xuan, March, Dan Heng, and 'Stelle,' let's return to the 'Astral Express' first, and decide how to act after discussing with Himeko."

"Okay, Mr. Yang!" March 7th answered first.

As the airborne operation proceeded, the image in the light screen changed accordingly.

Entering the fog zone, the concentration of the great fog decreased, and the visibility increased.

What came into the audience's eyes was a civilization ruin with a strange shape; in the center, there seemed to be a high tower standing alone.

"Dr. Bright, requesting priority investigation of the high tower area."

"Received, instructions have been issued to the squad closest to the high tower."

As soon as Dr. Bright's voice fell, a rough male voice sounded in the channel:

"Dr. Bright, detected some kind of unknown technique, causing its geological structure to be in a locked time loop, avoiding the geomorphological restructuring caused by plate movement over long ages."

Dr. Bright paused, looked at the screen in front of him, and replied:

"Continue the investigation, strive to crack the technique; if you can't do it, determine the scope of the technique as much as possible."

"For the Emperor!"

After another while, several small starships flew over the unknown ruins, unloading various instruments and equipment to facilitate the smooth progress of the investigation work.

Not long after, the agents discovered six stone tablets arranged in a hexagon at the base of the high tower.

The audience looked at the inscriptions projected on the screen, and their interest suddenly soared.

Experts engaged in ancient script deciphering were even more excited.

"Finally, there's a new topic!"

But not long after, this excitement was extinguished by reality.

On the six stone tablets, there were actually five completely different scripts!

"The amount of text is so small, how is this supposed to be deciphered..."

"Indecipherable text..."

"Mentor, is there really no way for us to conduct research?"

"No way, this is a language that has been dead for many years, and without other materials as evidence, we have no way to decipher it."

In the eyes of the students' confusion, the inscriptions in the light screen showed new changes.

The ancient scripts were gradually replaced, and within a few minutes, three inscriptions were completely deciphered.

"..."

The one looking up was silently watching all this, quietly without words.

【Inscription, Part One】

【One steps forward, casting an immortal foundation in this place. Before one, there are three. **CHAPTER 574**