Chapter 730

In the introduction of 'Tingyun', this is the shipyard specially used by the 'Luo Fu' Xianzhou to produce star-skiffs, and it can be considered an important place among the various industrial bases of the Xianzhou.

March 7th jumped out of the star-skiff first, summoned her ice bow, and looked around vigilantly.

It was empty and dead here, making the girl uneasy.

After observing for a while and confirming that there was no threat around.

March 7th then dispersed her weapon and ran back to Bai Xuan's side, becoming bird-like and dependent again.

Bai Xuan stood firm, looked around, and sized things up.

Various industrial buildings stood here, intersecting with each other; not only did they look like forests and mountains vertically, but horizontally, they also looked like branches of trees intertwined in a dense forest.

And in front of everyone were a wide variety of shops, as a supporting area for the industrial base.

Logically speaking, it should have been very hot here.

But at this moment, it was dead silent, with no human shadows and no ghost shadows.

The owners of the shops left in a hurry, and they didn't even have time to close the doors and windows.

Fortunately, the public security of the Xianzhou is still good; if it were another place, by the time the owner returned, the shop would probably only have doors and windows left.

"Who would have thought that 'Cloudford' would also have a day of stopping."

'Tingyun' walked slowly to the front of the crowd, her fox tail wagging, quietly sweeping across Bai Xuan's robe.

She looked up at the stagnant production line in the distance, where star-skiffs that were not yet finished were parked.

"The galaxy turns at night, drifting to the cloud ford, the silver bank flows with clouds, learning the sound of water."

"This is a poem by a poet describing the grand occasion of shipbuilding at Cloudford back then."

At that time, 'Cloudford' had star-skiffs coming and going, as prosperous as a dream, not at all as cold as it is now.

"Navigation inside and outside the Luo Fu all relies on the coming and going of star-skiffs."

"Once the production line of Cloudford is broken, the routes for navigation inside and outside the Xianzhou will probably have to stop for a period of time."

Saying this, 'Tingyun' suddenly changed to a relaxed tone.

"Hey, that's fine too. It saves me the work of going on a mission with the group."

March 7th was puzzled:

"Miss Tingyun, you don't seem to be worried about the Xianzhou at all?"

"What are you talking about." Tingyun smiled slightly, "Doing business is about 'not showing joy or anger on the face'."

"Besides, the Alliance has experienced many storms; today's chaos is not a big deal."

Listening to Tingyun, March 7th recalled the history of the Xianzhou Alliance she had crammed before setting off, and recalled those world-shaking wars that were enough to cause a civilization to perish.

In the face of disasters at the level of an Emanator, a 'Stellaron' is really not enough to look at.

The only thing worth guarding against is Kafka and other 'Stellaron Hunters'.

What exactly did they lead the 'Astral Express' to the Xianzhou for, and what conspiracy do they have?

Until now, several people were still confused.

March 7th thought, and refocused her gaze on Tingyun.

I saw this beautiful fox-person woman reveal a bright smile again:

"I'll say it first, if you really meet Kafka, please feel free to do it yourself, benefactors."

"The little woman can't help at all; all I can do is tremble on the side, cheering and so on~"

"Stelle" raised her eyebrows: "Lady Yukong ordered you..."

"'Tingyun' shook her folding fan, her movements appearing even weaker.

"The little woman is just a civil servant; if Kafka suddenly hurts someone..."

"Although the fox race doesn't live as long as the Xianzhou people, the little woman still wants to live a stable life for another hundred or so years, so please spare me~"

"Lady Helmsman only ordered me to guide you to the Star-skiff Haven; it's no different from my usual mission to foreign lands, dealing with merchants."

"When encountering battles, the little woman is neither good at it nor does she ever take risks with her life."

"Being able to borrow 'Diting' is already my greatest sincerity."

March 7th put her hands on her hips, showing dissatisfaction:

"Next time I see Yukong, I will definitely make a good report."

"It doesn't matter, we will never force Miss Tingyun." Welt Yang came out to smooth things over.

"Once you meet Kafka, the pursuit and battle will be left to us; thank you for leading the way for us."

……

In the Foundation's light screen, the fight between Taloran and 'SCP-3999' was still continuing.

【Notice from the Foundation Information Security Management System

【The following file contains fatal information hazards.】

【Therefore, personnel accessing this file must have a Cognition Resistance Value (CRV) of no less than 14.5; if you have not passed the automatic CRV verification, please remain calm and do not move.】

【The medical staff at your site, Researcher Taloran, will soon come to your side.】

"You are really interesting."

Taloran looked at the red cross mark on his chest, picked up the phone expressionlessly, and modified the information correctly.

【Researcher Taloran at your site will soon come to your side.】

By the way, he wrote a sentence: 【'SCP-3999' is dead】.

Of course, such a description had no use; the description was just written down, and in an instant, it was modified to 【'SCP-3999'】.

'SCP-3999' immediately deleted all the files and reset the world.

【Item #: SCP-3999】

【Danger Level: Apollyon】

【Special Containment Procedures:】

【'SCP-3999' is currently uncontainable and is facilitating a ZK-class reality failure scenario.】

【The most feasible plan is for Researcher Taloran's task to be to accompany the containment of 'SCP-3999' for the rest of his life, from birth to death.】

【He should spend a happy life accompanied by friends and family and 3.0 fully enjoy the beauty in life.】

In an instant, Taloran smelled a sweet scent.

"Taloran? Taloran? What are you dazing about?"

Taloran's consciousness was pulled back to reality, looking at the person calling his name in disbelief.

That was his mother.

He looked to the side; his father was reading the newspaper, and his sister was walking out of the kitchen with vegetable soup.

The table was filled with all kinds of dishes, familiar yet distant.

The aroma of roast turkey, the hot soup, were all his beautiful impressions of home.

The sun shone through the gaps in the curtains, spilling into this warm little house, dyeing everyone's face with a layer of gentle gold.

"Nothing, Mom, can we start?" Taloran asked with a smile, facing the light.

"Of course, my pride... hey, kid's dad, stop reading the newspaper!"

"Oh, okay, okay."

The family sat together again, talking about daily trifles, talking about Taloran's recent work, talking about his sister's experiences at university.

Warm, happy, real... just like the childhood Taloran had always missed.

Just...

There is no feast that doesn't end.

And...

Fake, can never be real...

"Mom, Dad, and sister... I love you."

Taloran curled his mouth exaggeratedly, revealing a big, brilliant smile.

He took out his phone and took a family photo.

Subsequently, he pursed his lips slightly, his expression became gentle, and he muttered in a voice that could hardly be heard, like a dream:

"Then, I'm sorry."

He deleted the extra text in the file one by one, watching the appearance of home in his memory disintegrate rapidly, turning into meaningless chaotic colors.

【The most feasible plan is for Researcher Taloran's task to be to contain 'SCP-3999'.】