[{"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-618":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Star Rail: I Established the Foundation at the Start",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1928647,2626,"Chapter 618","star-rail-i-established-the-foundation-at-the-st-chapter-618",618,"\u003Cp>\"You mean, laser surgery?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"@￥%*#！%......\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luján answered with a few incomprehensible syllables and walked away quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Black rectangle? That giant tombstone can still exert this kind of influence on the world?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"3125 started making trouble?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Something's wrong, something's very wrong; the world is starting to get weird, and Adam's reaction is also wrong...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No, it's not the tombstone; it's the anomalous entity that exterminated that ancient civilization and turned their names into rectangles! 3125 has started to become active!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is this what it feels like to watch the world become unfamiliar bit by bit...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The auditorium opened, and the house was full.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As usual, the symphony orchestra waited in place until all the equipment used to assist the performance was fully activated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today, this sense of anxiety was particularly strong, as if an invisible hand had tightly grabbed him, and an unusual impulse made him want to run away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That's right,\" he thought to himself, \"I can ruin my career with my own hands at any time.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Confirmed, he thought. I can destroy my career right now, right now. .\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As his thoughts flew, he even imagined himself packing up quickly, rushing to the stage exit; the taxi that brought him might still be stuck on the road.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he soon pushed this thought back; this was just a childish fantasy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The long tour had come to an end, and only this performance remained to draw a period.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, the curtain opened, and Adam took his place under the spotlight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tonight's opening piece was a work by Shostakovich; the first movement was like a quiet, lingering, and slightly sorrowful nocturne.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adam was in excellent condition tonight, devoting himself entirely to the performance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As time passed, the melody became intense, and even wild.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And just at this moment, something different happened; the atmosphere of the entire venue changed abruptly, and the air seemed to become hot, as if someone had turned off the air conditioning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adam didn't care at first, but the melody behind him began to weaken, and the conductor's movements stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In confusion, Adam continued to play for a second or two.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, soon, he realized something was abnormal; a change that only he couldn't perceive, but which was seen by everyone, was happening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lifted his gaze from the strings and caught a glimpse of Luján staring at him intently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, every musician in the orchestra was looking at him with the same cold, irrepressible expression of anger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adam blinked, and then his pupils dilated sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire orchestra, all seventy people, had been replaced by a pink-brown mass of flesh from another world with a distorted shape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every place that used to be a head had become a thick protrusion, covered with dull eyeballs and soft cracks, and various disgusting and mixed-colored fungi grew on the brims of their hats.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were draped in black and white cloth, covering their mottled, irregular bodies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through strange tailoring, they either covered or highlighted their bodies, which were full of spots and lacked any consistency.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adam stood up in extreme fear, stumbled a few steps, and almost fell off the front of the stage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His stomach cramped, and a strong desire to vomit hit his brain, but a crazy corner of his heart was still warning him:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wait.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Nothing has changed, right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Humans were originally like this, weren't they?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What happened? Is there a problem?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No, it's not like this... something is wrong... humans are not like this...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a trance, Adam came to his senses and witnessed the \"truth\" once again, this crazy scene that looked like a ritual site for the Great Old Ones' kin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In terror, he tried to find half a person who could still be called \"normal\" and fit his consistent cognition of \"human.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But sitting in the auditorium were the same disgusting masses of flesh, without exception, no one survived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were also replaced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to this terrible fact, there was an even worse problem waiting for him—they knew he hadn't been replaced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When a person, a person without any 3.0 transcendent power, refreshes in the nest of man-eating monsters, what will his end be?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Run!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Run!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The desire to survive awakened Adam's mind, making him stop trying to figure out whether the world had broken down, whether his eyes had a problem, or whether he was the real lunatic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adam hugged his violin tightly, stumbled across the stage, crossed the conductor, and ran wildly toward the side wing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, the musicians stood up from their seats one after another, letting their instruments fall to the ground, making noisy and messy termination notes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The conductor took the lead, and the other musicians followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Adam arrived at the side wing, two backstage staff were already waiting there; they had that calm and angry expression, with terrifying, man-eating, strange giant mouths open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No way out! No way to escape!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adam stopped, trying to turn around and run back to the main hall, intending to escape through the door where the audience entered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as soon as he turned around, his heart almost stopped beating in extreme fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luján, or the upright two-legged monster that used to be Luján, was walking toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adam instinctively raised his violin, as if it were a sharp sword or an indestructible shield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, the monster easily snatched the instrument, threw it on the ground, raised the part that used to be a foot, and stepped on the neck of the violin, breaking it as easily as destroying a matchbox.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adam backed away, but bumped into the flesh that should have been backstage staff; they tried to grab Adam's arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He struggled to get rid of the entanglement, struggled out with difficulty, plunged into the backstage corridor, and then ran for his life.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>\"Huh? The anti-memetic entity is also contagious?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herta had to admit that even as powerful as she was, she was still scared the moment she saw those non-human entities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With these monsters as a contrast, the pile of alien life forms Ruan Mei tinkered with in the space station suddenly became quite pleasing to the eye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then, a question arose in Herta's mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are the aesthetics of supreme divinities so weird? As incarnations of pure concepts, shouldn't their creations be full of mathematical beauty?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From this perspective, these flesh monsters didn't follow the sacred \"five\" at all; they didn't have five hands, five feet, five eyes, five mouths, five faces...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So, why can the anti-memetic entity do this? Why can He infect creatures that have never touched Him or known Him?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What's even more headache-inducing is that the \"Fifth Starfish\" is still alive...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herta felt it was necessary to discuss with others to see if research in the anti-memetic field could be carried out, or to request the Foundation's assistance through diplomatic channels.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wait, don't I have a ready-made external aid...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herta leaned back slowly, raised her hand and tapped a few times on the virtual light screen, called up the chat box with Bai Bai Xuan, recorded a few photos full of aesthetic beauty, and then listed a few questions about anti-memetics.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before long, Bai Bai Xuan's reply came.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herta was excited, and just as she was about to switch into research Protection Protection Mode, she saw that what Bai Bai Xuan sent was a photo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The photo was of a place like ruins, with huge stone pillars standing high, and the seawater on both sides showing an anti-gravity state.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Bai Bai Xuan: Just preparing to catch the \"Lord Ravager\" Phantylia, don't be in a hurry.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Bai Bai Xuan has gone offline]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>19:00.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Concert hall, fourth floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Run, run, no goal, only running can survive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hoo—hoo—hoo—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adam had never hated his physical fitness as much as he did today.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Musicians are decent people in the traditional sense; if their parents lived in poverty, their children, even if they had musical talent, could not be discovered in time, thus missing the golden age of training.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In other words, from the day he could remember, his body and his soul were shaped in the form of a musician, without the need for heavy physical labor, and without a connection to heart-pounding chase scenes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Adam were made to sit on a folding chair and play the violin for an afternoon, he would complain at most a sentence or two about back pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But if he were made to sprint, to cross-country run, to be chased by a group of monsters, to push past obstacles and keep running, then he would suspect that someone wanted the old gentleman's life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no time to feel sad for the broken violin; Adam escaped to the fourth floor.\u003C\u002Fp>",1451,"2026-06-14T04:01:53.953Z",1,"Gemini 3.1 Flash Lite","fb337513cb88be5ee6017e1360a6c6a3f879d137da92af690856ea72fb54de2c","star-rail-i-established-the-foundation-at-the-st-chapter-619","star-rail-i-established-the-foundation-at-the-st-chapter-617",641,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fstar-rail-i-established-the-foundation-at-the-st-cover.jpg"]