[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-star-rail-i-established-the-foundation-at-the-st":3,"chapter-star-rail-i-established-the-foundation-at-the-st-star-rail-i-established-the-foundation-at-the-st-chapter-607":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Honkai: Star Rail: Starting by Building the Foundation",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},1928636,2626,"Chapter 607","star-rail-i-established-the-foundation-at-the-st-chapter-607",607,"\u003Cp>Adam Bellamy Wheeler was born on February 27, 1962, in the Gregorian calendar, into a wealthy family in England.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>From a young age, he displayed musical talent far exceeding his peers, and by his middle school years, he was already considered one of the most gifted violinists of his generation.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>People looked at him as they would an elegant gentleman stepping out of a musical or opera; his handsome face made him a constant ideal marriage prospect for women.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>He graduated from the Royal Academy at twenty-two and naturally joined the New England Symphony Orchestra, starting as a rank-and-file violinist and working his way up to second chair.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Having achieved such success at a young age, he was undoubtedly a winner in life, envied by his peers.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>……\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Inside the magnificent concert hall, the atmosphere reached its climax.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Adam stood under the stage lights, dressed in a neat black tuxedo, immersed in the performance he was about to conclude.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>In the audience, the VIP section, and every private box, every seat was filled with rapt spectators.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>They were lost in the phantasmagoria created by the notes, enchanted and intoxicated; everything outside the music had vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>The final note fell, the concert hall plunged into a brief silence, and time itself seemed to stop.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>The next moment, applause and cheers erupted like thunder, and the audience rose to their feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>The primal symphony echoed within the hall’s meticulously designed structure, growing ever stronger.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>After the conductor bowed, Adam joined the other members in bowing to the many guests present, then exited in an orderly fashion, heading backstage.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>His leather shoes clicked against the wooden floor backstage, and Adam was already considering whether to pan-fry a steak for dinner or continue eating a vegetable salad.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Just as he took his next step, an odd sensation in the sole of his shoe interrupted his thoughts; he realized something was wrong and tried to pull his foot back, but the momentum of his movement defied his will.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>The next moment, a sharp pain shot up from the sole of his foot, straight to his brain.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>\"Hiss—ow! Ow, ow, ow, ow!!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Overcome by the sharp pain, Adam stumbled and nearly fell, but fortunately, a band member behind him reacted in time and caught him.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Backstage staff rushed over, and after an inspection, they discovered a nail had pierced the sole of his shoe and stabbed into the center of his foot without warning.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>The conductor told Adam to hurry to the hospital to treat the wound and get a tetanus shot; as for packing up the instruments and other matters, the orchestra would handle them.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Upon arriving at the hospital, medical staff administered a local anesthetic, removed the nail, and cleaned the wound; as for the tetanus shot, he had to wait in line.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>\"It's hellish today. Why are so many people injuring their fingers? Do we have a tradition of cutting off fingers in England?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>A doctor walked into the examination room and began to complain.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Curiosity drove Adam to ask a question or two.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>It turned out that more than half of the trauma cases admitted today had injuries concentrated on their hands—\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Cut by saw blades; crushed by closing car doors; snapped by hinges; or entire palms crushed in mechanical accidents...\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>All the incidents were independent, but when added together, it gave one an eerie feeling.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Some kind of collective bodily trauma event?\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Adam tried to share his conjecture with the doctor, but was met with a confused look and a \"Sorry, I don't understand what you mean.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Adam didn't take it to heart, until he witnessed a \"living\" finger in the waiting room.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>He suspected his eyes were playing tricks on him, so he took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>But when he looked again, he saw a severed finger wriggling like a caterpillar, crawling in a certain direction, while the patients and medical staff passing by seemed to turn a blind eye to it.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>What the hell is this???\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Young Adam froze on the spot, various urban legends and currently popular alien-themed stories flashing through his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>In the stories, aliens would disguise themselves as humans, replace the unlucky victims, study human society, and conduct kidnappings and human experiments.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>And the protagonist of the story would accidentally discover their disguise, observe and track them calmly, until confirming their lair, and finally single-handedly thwart the aliens' conspiracy to invade Earth.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Adam felt a faint sense of excitement and thrill in his heart, as if he were about to personally peel back a corner of the \"real\" world hidden by the authorities.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>But the way the severed finger squirmed like a worm still gave him a chill.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>He raised his hand and gripped it repeatedly until he confirmed his body wasn't rebelling and didn't suddenly have a will of its own, intending to cultivate some superpowers, before deciding to begin this great exploration.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Adam followed closely behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>The finger wriggled along the long corridor, escaped to a corner of the hospital, and passed through a slightly ajar door.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Finally, it slipped into an empty auxiliary building.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>And there, Adam saw a scene that was like a nightmare, no different from hell.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>There were only fingers in there, but there were fingers everywhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Hundreds upon thousands of living fingers, like fat, oversized maggots, were tangled together, constantly wriggling, exploring, slowly splitting, and lengthening.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>!\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Adam decisively closed the door, his movements swift and gentle, ensuring he wouldn't startle the monsters inside, and ensuring no one would accidentally wander in and trigger some unpredictable consequence.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>He suppressed his pounding heart, lightened his footsteps as much as possible, ran out of the haunted house, and then sprinted all the way, ignoring the discomfort caused by the anesthetic, to find a payphone booth.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>He pressed the emergency service number, faced the mechanical prompt, hesitated for a long time, and finally chose to request emergency large-scale pest control, hazardous material management, or psychological assistance services.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>After the numeric keys were pressed, there was a long silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Subsequently, the operator who connected—whose calm and composed tone made Adam suspect she was a robot—did not doubt Adam's words at all, nor was she shocked in the slightest!\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>After listening to Adam's description, the person on the other end of the phone told him to wait where he was, and a specialist would come to meet him.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>In less than a quarter of an hour, a capable female agent appeared before Adam.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Her name was Ma Ma Liang.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>……\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>\"Oh my god! I'm going to vomit.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>\"Ugh—thanks to the 'Administrator' for successfully helping me dispel the thought of going out to eat tonight; I'm losing weight.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>\"My trypophobia is acting up; I don't dare to look, I don't dare to look.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>\"I demand a memory wipe! I demand a Class-A memory wipe! I don't want to see this! I beg for a pair of eyes that haven't seen this Foundation containment file, a brain that hasn't seen it!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Obviously, this kind of intuitive impact initiated from the visual level was quite \"shocking.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>The containment objects that appeared in previous containment files, no matter how ugly, had never reached the level of challenging the physiological and psychological bottom line to this extent.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>\"Yes, yes, yes, you all run away; I'll hog the probability of becoming a reality bender. This file features a Supreme Divinity; don't waste the chance for a freebie.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>\"Do you think the Foundation has KPIs? Every time a file with a Supreme Divinity appears, how many lucky people must awaken? What kind of sweet dream are you having... You might as well say the Foundation has KPI restrictions for getting D-Class personnel from the whole universe.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>\"Now when I look at my own hands, I always feel that the next moment, my fingers will have a life of their own, and then the rest of my body will also go off to be an undefined 'it'.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>\"The question is: will the brain give birth to a brand-new consciousness outside of our own?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>\"This should be 'Containment-4051' in Adam's file, right? I thought Adam and Ma Ma Liang both became younger after deleting their memories...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>\"Still so disgusting... I'm going to sleep first. Now no matter how I look at my fingers, I feel like they're about to jump off on their own and crawl around the room like bugs...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>……\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>\"You're the Adam who called?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Ma Ma Liang asked routinely, then felt that Adam was a bit unnatural. She looked him up and down and realized this unnaturalness stemmed from the latter's standing posture.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Foot injured?\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>\"Are you still able to move?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Adam was slightly stunned, but instantly understood what Ma Ma Liang meant.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>As expected of a professional who had received specialized training, she had already understood the relevant situation even though he hadn't said anything.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>\"No problem for now. The wound isn't big; even if the anesthetic wears off, I can bear it and walk.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Adam naturally had the intention of fulfilling his civic duty, but it could not be denied that he also had the intention of showing off in front of a beautiful woman.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>\"That's good.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Adam led Ma Ma Liang toward that door and, under her gaze, slowly pushed it open.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>They stepped into it together. Ma Ma Liang signaled Adam to keep quiet, bent down, took out a flashlight with scanning functions, and locked the beam onto those wriggling finger-like creatures.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Behind them, a faint, imperceptible movement came, and the door closed silently.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>But the crisp sound of a door lock betrayed it.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>\"Click!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>The two turned around in unison to check, only to see a behemoth far more terrifying than a demon, a creature more nauseating than the most stomach-churning B-movie.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>They turned and ran.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>……\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>The previous room was gathered with another pile of severed fingers and limbs, like elephant viscera after an explosion, densely occupying the entire space, making one's hair stand on end.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Some of the severed fingers spread along the sensory route like greedy mold, invading the medicine cabinet, while the rest pieced together a posture similar to a curled-up fetus on a hospital bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>The moment Adam pushed the door, this mass of eerie matter swiftly reached a part of itself toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Adam reacted instantly and pulled the door shut in time.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>The next moment, the dull sound of the flesh mass hitting the door still came from behind it, making Adam somewhat regret not calling for more people.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>He should have called the Royal Air Force directly and burned this place full of blasphemy to ashes with napalm!\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Fortunately, the quality of the door was fine and blocked the monster's surprise attack.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Adam stumbled back two steps, leaned his back against the wall opposite the door, steadied himself, and took a short rest.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>In the moment the door opened and closed just now, Adam seemed to have seen a horrific scene on another hospital bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>The twisted and deformed human-shaped body on that hospital bed was not a corpse, but a living person with eyes wide open.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Chr\u002F>\u003Cp>\u003Cem>— Author's Notes —\u003C\u002Fem>\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>· ·Seeking flowers··· 0\u003C\u002Fp>",1859,"2026-06-14T04:01:53.953Z","2026-06-17T08:39:59.885Z",1,"Gemini 3.1 Flash Lite","d5ef6740c751a3f02cda4e5d67e355e8445baa3a5935328655c04a3435a20b67","star-rail-i-established-the-foundation-at-the-st-chapter-608","star-rail-i-established-the-foundation-at-the-st-chapter-606",641,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fstar-rail-i-established-the-foundation-at-the-st-cover.jpg"]