[{"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-639":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},1928668,2626,"Chapter 639","star-rail-i-established-the-foundation-at-the-st-chapter-639",639,"\u003Cp>For a moment, Adam's heart trembled violently; he seemed to have fallen into a bizarre dream, and everything around him became blurry and distorted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His thinking seemed to be carried by a torrent, and every particle that made up his body unfolded in two dimensions, rotating and expanding rapidly until it filled the entire universe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tried to grasp a trace of reason, only to find himself trapped in an endless maze, every corner filled with infinite light and gorgeous colors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They seemed to have become tangible entities, constantly squeezing his consciousness, making him unable to breathe and unable to escape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and countless images flashed through Adam's mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as his consciousness was about to be completely swallowed by this torrent, suddenly, a force grabbed him and pulled him down violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a daze, Adam found himself standing in front of a forest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lush and green, like an oil painting.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Subconsciously, Adam intended to tap his temples to relieve the impending migraine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he waited for a while, and the migraine didn't come; he didn't feel any anger in his heart, didn't feel any anxiety, just like at Site-41.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked up; the sky was a normal azure blue, clouds were flowing in the sky, and a normal sun was obscured by clouds, not that terrifying sun that looked like an eye socket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Am I...\" Adam couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, a breeze quietly swept past, carrying the unique freshness and tranquility of the deep forest, and faintly revealing an enticing sweetness of food.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then did Adam notice that laughter had been coming from afar, and he hadn't reacted at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned around, followed the source of the fragrance and sound, and after taking a few steps, found the target.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a beautiful big house, with a garden behind it, and tall coniferous forests surrounding a neat lawn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A circle of chairs was placed on the lawn, and twenty-five men and women were sitting or standing, talking in groups of three or five, holding wine glasses and burgers, their faces filled with relaxed and happy smiles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the grill, people were queuing in an orderly manner, looking forward to the food coming out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the grill, the food was sizzling, and waves of enticing fragrance mixed with the high-rising white smoke permeated the entire air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything seemed so harmonious and beautiful, as if no ominous thing could disturb this peaceful paradise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adam stood in the woods, staring for a long time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This scene was something he couldn't find even in his dreams; day after day, he was tortured by rage and violence into neurasthenia, and even his dreams were deep red blood, with nowhere to escape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How could this be real?\" he whispered to himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything was too beautiful, too abrupt; when the whole world was eroded by 3125, who else could have a barbecue party with laughter?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why did he have such a hallucination? Why would the hallucination present this scene? What unique meaning does this scene have? Or is there a special risk hidden?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adam was a little panicked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tried to stay calm, his hands subconsciously clenching into fists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, in this near-instinctive reaction, Adam noticed a trace of abnormality—his left hand wasn't so empty anymore, with two more fingers of neural feedback.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adam raised his left hand, his right hand constantly pinching the intact fingers; they were no longer bare wooden stakes, and they had a familiar touch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn't help but gasp, almost in tears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this time, a man walked over, extending his right hand:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You must be Adam Wheeler.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Nice to meet you, I'm Bartholomew Hughes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dr. Hughes... Adam straightened up, his eyes filled with a little curiosity, looking at this savior who was entrusted with infinite hope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was not tall, short and thin, looking about fifty years old, with wild gray hair, and a pair of heavy glasses on the bridge of his nose, like a little old man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His left hand held a bottle of iced beer, the bottle wet, full of cold condensed droplets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adam subconsciously raised his hand and responded to Dr. Hughes's greeting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the etiquette, Dr. Hughes introduced:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I work at the Foundation, responsible for containment architecture, biometrics, etc., handling some strange and bizarre tasks.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adam: \"Dr. Hughes... I'm looking for you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Looks like you've found me,\" Dr. Hughes responded with a smile, \"Good job.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...What is this place?\" Adam asked in confusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don't think you remember either,\" Dr. Hughes nodded, not surprised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned sideways, looking at the people holding the barbecue party on the lawn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were illusory images in memory, just like 3D animation characters, only acting according to the trajectory of memory, without subjective will.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For example, now, they were still talking, but it was just for show; the content was intermittent, rarely with coherent sentences.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More content was simply lip-syncing, repeating syllables with no information, playing the role of living people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Naturally, they wouldn't react to Adam's appearance, nor would they notice that Dr. Hughes had left his seat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, if Adam walked further away, he would find that only this small area was \"real.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The further away from here, the higher the degree of distortion, and some places were just textures, just like games often do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is where we first met. At that time, the time was short, and we only said a few words to each other, and I can't remember what I said to you at that time...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Actually, I don't have any impression of you either, just a vague general idea... no offense.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But I remember this barbecue, I clearly remember seeing you at this barbecue.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So, I think this is a relatively consensual scene, convenient for us to start subsequent conversations.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adam tried hard to recall, but whether it was this scene or the people around him, they were all strangers to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stared quietly at the relaxed and happy barbecue party, and after a few minutes, he shifted his gaze back to Dr. Hughes:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is this your memory?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dr. Hughes nodded: \"Yes, come over, let's talk.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dr. Hughes led Adam across the lawn and chose a pair of chairs in the sun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dr. Hughes rested his elbows on his knees, pondered for a moment, and then told Adam.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Adam, you don't know what you are looking for. It is something called the 'Seed of the Anti-Meme'.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Unfortunately, you are not the right candidate.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If you really possessed it, you would naturally know; it's impossible not to know.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You would feel shocked by it, driven by the high-level ideals it represents, making you full of motivation every morning when you wake up.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I thought it was what guided you here, but now it seems not.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adam fell silent. He maintained his original posture, considering it motionless, and only muttered after a dozen seconds:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sorry... I didn't know I was supposed to bring an idea to find you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You couldn't have known,\" Dr. Hughes responded almost immediately, perhaps to comfort, perhaps not.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He leaned back in his chair, changed to a relaxed posture, put the cold beer on his lap, feeling the rare coolness, and the human body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Outside this bunker, no one knows this, including the former me, until I was locked inside, did I figure this out.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Such situations are common in the Foundation—we build plans, and then accidents happen, and the plans fall apart.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Under huge pressure, we are often forced to stimulate unexpected creativity.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adam took a deep breath and nodded, indicating that he understood what Dr. Hughes meant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Okay, then where is the thing you mentioned?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I hope it's not too far away; I don't want to walk back to Site-41 again.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But if it's really at Site-41, I can only make another trip, as long as you can wait that long.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While speaking, he straightened his back, seemingly to prove his determination, or seemingly to convince himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You can't do it.\" Dr. Hughes shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Even if things were that simple, even if I had a place where I could take you directly to get it—like ordering takeout—you couldn't carry an idea in that way.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You have never possessed such ability, because you have never believed in, and have never truly needed this idea—you are not the right candidate.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adam listened to Dr. Hughes's argument, his face showing a helpless expression:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Then what can we do?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This is like a company employee who has worked hard to make a plan and submitted the report to the superior, hoping to get a \"we can win.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The result is the superior saying: \"This plan won't work.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Does he have to travel the world, collect survivors one by one, spend decades, bring the assembled Demon King strategy hero team back to Site-167, and then have Dr. Hughes judge their thinking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—If he hasn't died of old age by then.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dr. Hughes's gaze turned to the barbecue party, meaningfully staring at a woman in the crowd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was facing away from them, talking cordially with the people waiting for food, clearly the focus of the crowd's attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adam followed Dr. Hughes's gaze and whispered her name: \"Marion...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"She possesses such ability,\" Dr. Hughes affirmed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"To be precise, she is not the only one.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"In this world, there are infinitely variable possibility phase spaces, and the different ideas mastered by millions of people can all come in handy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And she was once one of them.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Once was...\" Adam repeated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah. She died.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dr. Hughes turned to stare at Adam, hesitated for a moment, and then took a sip of beer, seemingly looking for the right words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He is not a medical doctor and does not have anything that can be called a \"clinical attitude.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1637,"2026-06-14T04:01:53.953Z",1,"Gemini 3.1 Flash Lite","940fddbfe786910f6c371d6b6d87684697e7ff9ced814e433d8ec021f654b355","star-rail-i-established-the-foundation-at-the-st-chapter-640","star-rail-i-established-the-foundation-at-the-st-chapter-638",641,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fstar-rail-i-established-the-foundation-at-the-st-cover.jpg"]