Chapter 633

Watching the blue embryo run away quickly, the audience didn't know how to express their feelings at the moment; was this luck, or some kind of misfortune?

"This can probably be called 'giving up everything to fight,' right?"

"To be fair, indeed, even Dr. Bright didn't give up his human body; although Dr. Hughes, like him, wasn't voluntary, Dr. Hughes went a step further."

"Did you forget what outrageous things Dr. Bright has done..."

"Don't worry, the name Dr. Bright is known to everyone in the Foundation; Dr. Hughes won't give Dr. Bright a chance."

"But how did Graves die? He wasn't shot."

"A rather outrageous guess, after the second bullet ricocheted off the wall, it hit his vital point."

"…Then he’s really unlucky."

"No, the lady without the workstation is unlucky; first she was controlled as a threat by O5-8’s Autobot, and then cruelly tortured and killed by 3125."

"Oh right, what’s the situation with O5-8’s robot? It’s so cool; does the Foundation have models for sale?"

"Now O5 probably doesn't ride in cars anymore; in a while, maybe we’ll see interstellar warships that can transform."

……

Since parting with Ulrich, Adam had been walking on this destroyed land for a week.

The whole world was shrouded in orange-red light, but the traveler of the end times couldn't feel a trace of warmth; on the contrary, all he felt from this warm-colored sky was coldness.

Things that could be classified as celestial bodies had disappeared; on the horizon, there was only a giant eye intertwined with red and black, like the eye of a god in creation myths, casting scorching light like a torch, watching the world.

The ruins of civilization left by humanity were haunted by a dead and desolate atmosphere, coldly overlooking the corpses called humans with His cyclops eye, by the criminal who had committed unforgivable sins.

This was even stranger than the most confusing dream.

Adam felt as if he were being watched by the terrifying existence Ulrich spoke of, as if he were about to be captured by Him and turned into His hound, or he felt as if he were being crushed by the sky, about to die along with the falling heaven.

"Sometimes, I really wish I were crazy..."

Adam raised his intact right hand, clenched it into a fist, and hit his head violently, one after another, hoping this would relieve his migraine.

"The situation seems to be getting worse..."

Whenever "the day" ended, a large number of colorful jagged afterimages would appear before his eyes, as if the entire world were falling eternally into an endless abyss beneath his feet, and he was falling rapidly and crazily along with this world.

He felt as if he were in an unreal world, or trapped in a dream he couldn't escape.

The world seemed abandoned, like a car overturned in a muddy ditch, the doors and windows of the city wide open, the lights flickering like unstable voltage, a desolate and empty scene.

From time to time, terrifying black shadows as tall as skyscrapers appeared on the horizon; they crawled or walked, casting long and terrifying shadows.

Whenever they appeared, Adam would immediately stop and hide nearby; perhaps Adam was too small, and those giant shadows didn't notice his existence.

This was indeed the end of humanity, Adam thought.

However, in such a desperate situation, there were still some small surprises.

Although the day-night cycle was replaced by eternal twilight, the Earth was still maintaining its rotation.

Adam obtained this result through simple experiments, which could make him feel a little more at ease and regain some of the stability of "normalcy."

But starting from the current situation, this discovery had no meaning and played no positive role.

The world had already passed through the anti-memetic barrier of "Containment-3125" and delved deep into the core area of its anti-memetic radiation.

"Containment-3125" no longer needed to disguise itself as any other form; He was He, the supreme divinity, the supreme anti-memetic entity, the embodiment of concepts, a great existence that was immortal and indestructible.

There was no one in this world who could defy Him, and no one who could resist Him; He was the master of this universe, and His will was the law of reality.

So obvious.

Adam saw Him, firmly captured by Him, like a star falling into the gravitational vortex of a black hole, unable to resist, unable to escape.

"Containment-3125" not only penetrated his pupils but also quietly clung to the boundaries of his conscious reality.

All conscious existences saw Him.

He was omnipresent, like the pulse of the universe, the ripples of space-time, penetrating every inch of the texture of existence with an extraordinary breadth and depth.

Whether it was the brilliant galaxy or the microscopic particle world.

Irreversible, inescapable.

This was the end of human civilization; for the next millions of years, perhaps longer, the Earth would be shrouded in His glory.

"Containment-3125" stood there, sinister, casual, and ordinary.

For a long time, Adam only had his thoughts, with little else to think about.

One day, he frowned, blinked, squinted at the strong light in front of him, and then he realized a detail he hadn't noticed before—

"Containment-3125" was standing there, standing like a human.

……

"!!! 'Containment-3125' was influenced by the human form?"

"Fine, it seems 'standing like a human' is some kind of better concept."

"No, shouldn't this indicate that 3125 finally obtained some kind of physical form, which is why it stands like a human? He previously existed only as a concept; whether driven by 'Red' or killing in the site, they were memetic bodies."

"God-tier memetic body, sorry that the Luofu Luofu Xianzhou people can't become memetic existences."

"If the Luofu Luofu Xianzhou had hundreds of billions of people, and everyone could become a memetic body, I wouldn't dare to imagine what this universe would become."

"No need for 'Supreme Heaven Parasites,' the Luofu Luofu Xianzhou would directly trigger the Foundation’s specific doomsday scenario, and the Foundation would collectively contain the Luofu Luofu Xianzhou."

"'The Hunt' would fight 'Remembrance' first, right?"

……

When time came to May, Adam finally found Site-41.

Site-41 was shrouded in a thick anti-memetic field; everyone entering within hundreds of meters of the site would have their subconscious affected, leading to a deep sense of irrelevance.

As if something was whispering quietly:

"There is nothing here, continue moving forward."

"Explore the area ahead next time."

Although Ulrich had warned Adam about this before the trip began, he still couldn't be exempt from this influence.

The first time, Adam ignored the location of Site-41 and walked for thirty minutes, until he suspected he was lost and checked the map, only then realizing he had been affected, and then turned around.

After more than half an hour, Adam saw the woods he had passed before, full of confusion: "I walked past it again?"

Until the third time, Adam finally succeeded in finding Site-41.

Passing through that thick fog, what appeared in front of Adam was a ruin.

One-third of Site-41’s main building was torn apart, and the remaining two-thirds were still intact.

Adam came to the main entrance, but was blocked by a heavy steel door.

He went around to the side, intending to see if there were any emergency exits or side doors.

Only to find that the wall on this side was torn apart entirely, rubble and debris scattered all over the ground, and the huge gap was enough for vehicles to enter.

Looking at this mess, Adam remembered Ulrich’s guarantee: "Site-41 is 'Safe'."

"No entity will spontaneously and actively harm people; no entity requires active, complex containment measures."

Safe-level anomalies, even if placed indefinitely in a dark, closed room, would not pose a threat.

Ulrich added by the way: "Nuclear bombs are also 'Safe'."

According to the Foundation’s classification method, nuclear bombs are indeed very "Safe."

As long as no war maniac presses the launch button, it can stay in the silo forever and will not cause harm to human society.

But if you put it that way, bear children seem unable to be classified as Safe, because they always cause all kinds of things.

Hopefully, the things in Site-41 will be a bit more "Safe."

Adam repeatedly hypnotized himself in his heart that "this site is 'Safe'" while carefully walking through the ruins.

Theoretically, this site no longer had living anomalies, and the biggest potential danger might just be the occasional mouse.

The moment he walked past the corner, Adam’s peripheral vision quietly caught a blurry outline, not far in front of him.

He was startled, and the beam of his flashlight locked onto it—it was a corpse.

The corpse was sitting against the corridor wall, holding a war blade in its hand, the blade tip deeply stabbed into its own thigh, blood splashing on the wall, dyeing the entire floor black.

Adam instinctively took two steps back, his back pressed against the wall.

In a trance, the corridor’s sensor lights were awakened by his footsteps, illuminating the tragic scene in front of him.

"No need, thank you."

He whispered to the sensor light.

Adam swallowed a mouthful of saliva, endured the discomfort in his heart, turned his face away, raised his hand to cover the direction of the corpse, and walked along the corridor, footsteps hurried, moving quickly toward the depths of the site.

But, the deeper he went, the more scenes that challenged Adam’s physiological limits appeared.

Some corpses were piled together in groups, expressions distorted, seeming to have experienced intense conflict, dying in violent disputes;

Some were dismembered, or were just scattered pieces;

Some seemed to have died much longer than the others, their skin shriveled like paper, bones exposed, mysterious symbols carved on the wall behind them, impossible to interpret.

Adam couldn't find the reason for such a gap.

Did some Foundation personnel come here after Site-41 was destroyed?

Or did the flow of time here become abnormal?

If this were the peaceful days of the past, Adam would rather believe the first situation, but now, he was more inclined to an explanation with mysterious power.

Even if it sounded like pure nonsense.

Adam continued to go deeper.