Interstellar Railway: Start To Build A Foundation

"Is there anyone who can save them? I don't think the three brothers are so vicious. Can anyone save them?"

"It can't be saved, let's say goodbye! These three people are now purely human-shaped sources of pollution. Can you be sure that there is no "Containment-009" in their exhaled air? Anyone who knows "Red Ice" dares to go to their side, I am afraid it is not a careless person. It will be polluted!"

"There is no salvation, the only way to get rid of the "red ice" pollution is to get rid of the water molecules in their bodies... It would be better to kill them directly, and it would be less painful. "

"I'm curious, why is it not our water that pollutes the "red ice"? It's the "red ice" that pollutes our water? Is it not our water?"

"Good question, I named you "Normal ice that can contaminate red ice", now you will deal with "Containment-009"!"

"It doesn't matter if it's a foundation, a company, or any other big power. Why don't you quickly pull a team over there and seal the pile of things in a metal box?"

"I think we should try the method of annihilation of matter and antimatter, and directly make [Containment Object-009] disappear from this universe!"

The process of dealing with the bear did not go as smoothly as expected.

The "old three" paused, gritted his teeth, turned his neck a little stiffly, and looked at the two people beside him who were still busy dismembering.

From just now, he has a feeling that something is not right.

There was a slight but obvious tingling sensation coming from inside his body, tormenting his nerves.

It is different from the soreness from excessive exercise and the sharp pain after a bump.

This feeling is like a lot of wooden thorns on the body, one after another, it is extremely unbearable.

But he didn't care either.

After all, he fought the beast once from the front, and then crashed into a tree, so he was inevitably injured.

It is normal to have this kind of strange pain.

But this abnormal feeling really slowed down his speed. A few days ago, he could finish such a job by himself.

He paused for a while, taking a breath.

He took out the jug from his waist, poured it into his mouth, and paralyzed his nerves with alcohol.

Then.

He informed his two companions of his discomfort.

"...The situation is like this, I suspect that something was hurt just now"". "

"Besides, it's getting late, why don't we find a shelter from the wind, set up a camp, and continue packing tomorrow?"

After listening to the boss, he wiped off the red "blood" on the dagger and thought about it.

Ever since I saw this pool of red water, I hunted and killed this head.

He always had a faint uneasiness, as if they had overlooked something.

And oddly enough.

His hands, for some reason, were covered with a layer of hoarfrost, and the skin was sore, as if many small cuts had been cut.

Maybe it's really too cold?

But when they were dealing with prey before, this was not the case either.

He couldn't figure it out.

"Boss" put on his gloves and sighed:

"It's difficult..."

The white air blown from the mouth and nose, as soon as it left the body, turned into tiny ice crystals and disappeared.

Leaving Belloberg and coming to the wild to survive, the first difficulty that needs to be faced is the biting cold.

Especially when there are wounded in the team, it is necessary to build shelters, cut down trees, and raise bonfires at an earlier point in time.

Once at night, the temperature of the ice sheet will drop again.

Exposure to those temperatures would freeze even a bear with thick fur and long fur.

also.

From here to their camp, the distance between them is far more than six kilometers.

With the wounded in the ranks, dragging a bear, trying to reach the camp before nightfall.

Totally impossible.

Unless you give up these hundreds of catties of meat.

But that will only make the days ahead more difficult for them.

While the wounded were recuperating, only two of their team could go hunting.

So much meat can't be wasted.

Thinking about it.

Right now, we can only find a place to camp here.

The "boss" leaned on a long knife and looked around, looking for a suitable safe haven.

Suddenly, he noticed something reflecting light not far away.

Appears to be glass.

And glass means abandoned buildings and ready-made shelters.

According to ancient legends, before the cold wave came, the humans in this world had already ascended and became a race among the stars.

Their ancestors were omnipotent in changing landforms, adjusting river courses, moving mountains and filling seas.

"Boss" is not interested in these old legends, but is very interested in the ancient buildings left over from the prosperous era.

Often have a complex structure, measure wooden furniture, and some fabrics that are hardened by the cold.

These things can not only build temporary camps, but also serve as fuel for them to keep warm.

As long as they find a place like this, they can even let the "third child" recuperate here until he fully recovers!

The "boss" pointed there excitedly, and seemed to see the warm firelight, the oily bear meat, and the soft and comfortable ancient clothes.

"where are we going!"

Immortal boat "Luofu", Taibosi.

Behind the quaint long table, Fu Xuan repeatedly confirmed the hexagram several times, spread his hands together, and shook his head.

The paper in front of her is filled with various symbols and the steps to understand the hexagrams are drawn.

For Fu Xuan, this is enough to respect the Taoist ancestor.

Writing this kind of process is almost equivalent to a senior high school student who first silently writes the ninety-nine multiplication table when calculating.

But she wrote it anyway.

Because the status quo is too weird:

Before the three came into contact with "Red Ice", the hexagrams that Fu Xuan occupied for them were both good and bad.

In today's business, if you trust the transaction party too much, that is, the guy named Sangbo, you may be deceived:

At night, there will be a bloody disaster, but if you deal with it correctly, you can save the day, and there will be unexpected gains tomorrow;

After this period of time, the disaster of prison will also be lifted. Although the days ahead are bitter, there is great hope;

At that time, Fu Xuan had no interest in the next development.

obviously.

The hexagrams show that they will not intersect with "Containment-009].

But her ideas were quickly overturned.

When the three were handling the bear carcass, they touched "Containment-009"!

And divide it by that moment.

No matter how much Fu Xuan divination, there is only one result:

Ten dead and no life!

Just like the hexagrams obtained before, (of Wang Zhao) are all fake!

`~How could this happen?"

Fu Xuan stood up from his seat, pacing around the room with his hands behind his back, thoughts racing through his mind.

From the exposure of the Foundation to everything today, all the details appeared before her eyes.

Divination Foundation, can't get any results;

Some of the previous actions of the Divination Foundation did not yield any results;

Divination for matters related to the contained objects is not fruitless, or it is like today.

Before contact and after contact, a person's fate is directly divided into two stages, and there is no room for reversal at all.

Moreover, it is completely impossible to divination in advance, the existence of the contained objects is flying!

"Containment, what exactly is it?"

Fu Xuan lowered his head and frowned.

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I always feel that the mood is not right, and I adjusted the structure... part of it was split into a separate chapter, which makes it much more comfortable to look at.

Adjust the paragraphs later, and it will be issued soon.

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