Chapter 813

? To the place I belong?

(To the place I belong)

? West Virginia, mountain momma?.

(West Virginia, mountain momma)

? Take me home, country roads?

(Take me home, country roads)

? I hear her voice, in the morning hour she calls me?

(I hear her voice, in the morning hour she calls me)

? Radio reminds me of my home far away?

(Radio reminds me of my home far away)

? And driving down the road I get a feeling that?

(And driving down the road I get a feeling that)

? I should have been home yesterday, yesterday?

(I should have been home yesterday, yesterday)

? Country roads, take me home?

(Country roads, take me home)

In the singing, a discordant crisp sound suddenly rang out in the room.

Immediately after, the beams and pillars collapsed with a roar, falling with many fragments, smashing toward the altar.

But it only landed on the altar, smashing off a few bricks.

The light jumping in the singing gradually expanded, covering the entire room.

Finally, it covered D-14134's cold body gently like a warm coat.

……

Looking at this picture, the audience's hearts tightened.

They knew the final moment of parting had arrived.

After D-14134's life ended, his body would also vanish in the flames.

From this moment on, the only thing that could prove he had once existed was the story left in everyone's hearts.

"Have a safe journey, D-14134."

"Good night, dead one."

"Good night, Makka Pakka."

"Hmm?"

……

As the song progressed, the picture gradually moved away.

First exiting the room, then raising up, penetrating the roof, looking down at the farmhouse from high altitude, bringing the lawn into view...

The sound of the fire burning gradually weakened, and occasionally there was the sound of current-based communication.

"Anomaly in the space inside 1983-1 has disappeared."

"Remains of Mobile Task Force Chi-13 agents found."

"Report on 'SCP-1983' found, signed by Agent Barclay."

"Suspected remains of D-14134 found, emergency fire extinguishing in progress..."

"Unknown items found..."

Helicopters entered from outside the screen, staying here, and Foundation agents poured into the farmhouse.

And at this moment, the lens continued to rise, until the farmhouse turned into a small dot on the earth, until it crossed the clouds.

It was as if D-14134's soul was saying goodbye to the world.

And when the sound of the song faded and finally ended.

The clouds gradually faded.

Instead, what appeared on the screen was a solemnly arranged venue.

The venue was very spacious, overall approximating a fan shape, with soft and quiet lighting, and a solemn and serious atmosphere.

On the walls on both sides, the Foundation's circle and three-arrow logo were drawn, along with the tenets of "Control," "Contain," "Protect."

And surrounding the two, occupying most of the wall, were numerous photographs.

On the walls on both sides, there were Foundation logos and creeds, but occupying most of the wall were numerous photographs.

Most of the photos had a sense of history, the pictures were black and white, and the characters were dressed classically.

And among those color photos, there were many faces familiar to the audience.

All four Apocalypse Doctors, Level 4 Agent Robert, Professor Fermi who did not defect from the Foundation, O5-10 who formed Mobile Task Force Alpha-9, Agent Keller who detonated the nuclear bomb in "Oh, Death"...

Besides these, there were many O5 councilors who had never appeared, the inventor of the Scranton Reality Anchor whose name was only heard, and numerous engineers who jointly built "Deus Ex Machina."

As well as numerous Foundation agents and researchers.

……

This was a rare big scene.

Facing such a scene, some were confused, and some instantly knew what this meant.

"What... is this going to do?"

"Obviously, an awards ceremony."

"For D-14134?"

"He must be included, but he is not the only sacrifice; there are many agents... it's just that he might be the only one who can be publicly commended, only he has nothing to do with any secrets."

……

In the center of the hall was a simple but solemn podium, with the Foundation's logo and flag hanging above it.

The seating area was arranged in an orderly manner, with every chair facing the podium.

People were sitting in the chairs, with no vacancies—supervisors in formal wear, security personnel in uniforms, researchers in white coats.

In an inconspicuous corner, several O5 councilors were also present.

Everyone looked solemn, and the conversation was low and full of respect.

Even Dr. Bright had specially tidied up his appearance, making the body he was currently using look decent.

"O5-1, O5-2, O5-7, O5-10, O5-13... hiss... several O5s have come..."

"Aren't these big shots most afraid of being wiped out in one go, trying their best not to appear together?"

Dr. Clef adjusted his hat brim and looked sideways at Dr. Bright:

"Today there is a bigger figure than the O5s."

"The Administrator." Gears ended this riddle.

"No wonder," Dr. Bright immediately put away his chatty mood and tidied up his curious thoughts, "It's rare for him to appear; it's not surprising that all past O5s are gathered."

"So, why would the 'Foundation Star' be awarded to a D-Class personnel?" Dr. Kondraki fiddled with his camera, changing to a suitable aperture.

"This is simply unprecedented!"

"The answer is obvious," Dr. Clef's big mouth grinned, "Since this decision is unprecedented, naturally the D-Class personnel did something unprecedented."

"If only 'unprecedented' is required..." Dr. Bright glanced at Dr. Kondraki, implying something.

"Then can someone who rode 682 to destroy most of a site be hung on the pillar of shame?"

"Oh, is that so? A certain doctor was also specially listed in a directory of prohibited items; shouldn't he be raised high as the flag of the pillar of shame?" Dr. Kondraki retorted.

"The Administrator is here." Dr. Gears killed the conversation again.

Hearing this, the other three doctors looked at each other, their expressions different, but their gazes touched and separated, not entangled again, and they sat upright, looking at the podium.

Under the gaze of the audience inside and outside the screen, a figure in a black suit walked slowly to the podium.

His face was shrouded in thick fog, clearly the Foundation didn't want to expose the Administrator's true appearance at this time.

For the audience, this was a bit of a disappointment, but it was harmless.

Their attention was all poured into D-14134, on the "Foundation Star" mentioned by the four Apocalypse Doctors.

That was the honor awarded by the Foundation to D-14134, and it was also the praise for D-14134 by a group of people who had been fighting in the "anomalous" world all along.

The Administrator's gaze swept across the venue, and a moment later, he began his routine speech before posthumously awarding the medal:

"Colleagues:"

"Today, we gather here,"