I created a foundation

At first it was only the size of a grain of rice, shaking slightly, as if it would go out at any moment.

But soon, it stabilized, emitting faint but real light and heat.

Chitanda Eru stared at the flickering light at her fingertips, as if staring at a newborn universe.

An unprecedented, indescribable throbbing spread in her heart.

It turns out that this is the extraordinary world.

It turns out that this is what she has been pursuing with all her heart and soul, the tip of the iceberg of the "secrets" hidden beneath daily life.

She stretched out her other hand and gently touched the pale blue light.

Warm, with a strange tingling sensation.

This feeling is so real.

Chitanda's lips unconsciously raised up a very slight, almost invisible arc.

She raised her head and glanced at the figures in the training ground who were sweating and pursuing strength.

Those scenes that once seemed as far away as another world in her eyes now became so close.

She is one of them.

The pale blue light at the fingertips was still pulsating, like a newly born, never-extinguished flame.

Chapter 109: Bad News from the Pacific

In the foundation's newly built underground training ground, the newly recruited members are sweating.

The heavy crash echoed in the spacious alloy training room.

Some of the young fighters were practicing fighting skills, some were adapting to the newly issued standard weapons, and others were meditating, trying to master the incredible power systems analyzed from the "abnormalities".

There was a hint of fatigue on everyone's face, but more of it was a longing for the future and a desire for power.

They are the fresh blood of the Foundation, shouldering the mission of protecting the balance of the world.

In another area not far away, the senior members seemed even quieter.

Kasumigaoka Utaha was wearing special goggles, analyzing an ancient inscription copied from a certain containment object, trying to decipher the knowledge contained therein.

Busujima Saeko stood still, holding the [Nosai] in her hand, but her body was filled with a sharp sword aura that was visible to the naked eye. Every breath she took seemed to be integrated with the fierce blade in her hand.

Yotsuya Miko sat in the corner with her eyes closed. Her [Yin Yang Eyes] allowed her to see the flow of energy that ordinary people could not perceive. She was trying to control this increasing perception to avoid being overly disturbed by those terrifying "things".

The lights in the research department were on all night.

Researchers in white coats shuttle between various sophisticated instruments, converting data collected from the objects into understandable knowledge, or attempting to reverse engineer technologies that are ahead of their time.

The logistics department, headed by Mrs. Higashihama, systematically allocates the resources of the entire base to ensure that every link can operate smoothly.

The entire foundation is like a sophisticated and huge war machine. Under Lin Qing's will, it operates efficiently, accumulates strength, and prepares to deal with any threats that may arise in the future.

There is an undercurrent in the air beneath the calm, which is the confidence brought by the steady improvement of strength, and also the vigilance against unknown challenges.

This is a rare, stable daily routine for the Foundation.

Sudden.

"W-W-W-W-!"

An unprecedented shrill alarm, piercing enough to tear the eardrums, resounded throughout the entire underground base without warning.

The lights in all areas instantly switched to a heart-pounding crimson.

Inside the training ground, the ease and anticipation on the recruits' faces instantly froze, replaced by confusion and a hint of panic.

The moment the alarm sounded, the veteran members stopped everything they were doing as if by reflex, their eyes as sharp as eagles.

Kasumigaoka Utaha suddenly took off her goggles and frowned.

Busujima Saeko clenched the [Noshai] tightly, the blade trembled slightly, and made a low humming sound.

Yotsuya Miko opened her eyes, her face paler than usual. In her vision, the energy field of the entire base was violently agitated, as if some terrifying giant was awakening.

"CodeRed"

"Highest level emergency!"

A calm but slightly trembling electronic synthesized voice came from the radio, repeating the report.

All personnel in the base acted quickly and orderly according to the emergency plan.

Non-combatants urgently took refuge in reinforced shelters.

The fighters were fully armed and rushed to their respective combat positions.

Central Command Hall.

This is the brains of the entire Foundation.

Dozens of elite operators wearing specially made combat uniforms are now sitting in front of their respective consoles, their fingers dancing rapidly on the virtual keyboards.

On the light screen in front of them, countless data streams were refreshing like waterfalls.

The atmosphere was so heavy that water seemed to drip out of it.

In the center of the hall, the giant main control screen that occupies the entire wall is now covered in a deep blue color.

It was the real-time satellite imagery transmitted from tens of thousands of meters above the ground by the Foundation's global monitoring system—the "Eye in the Sky," built by the Shinomiya Group at great expense, combining the world's most advanced technology with some "anomalous" technology.

The focus of the picture is a certain coordinate point near the Mariana Trench deep in the Pacific Ocean.

"President! Highest level alert! A massive, unknown life form reaction has been detected in area A-01!"

The girl with golden twintails, Eriri Sawamura Spencer, is the monitoring supervisor on duty today and is reporting loudly into the communicator.

Her voice trembled noticeably with extreme shock, and her originally delicate face lost its color due to tension.

She is a talented painter and a core member of the Foundation's intelligence analysis department. She has witnessed countless bizarre objects.

But the scene displayed on the screen still exceeded her cognitive limits.

The image on the main screen shook slightly and then suddenly zoomed in.

In the deep blue sea, a shadow so huge that it is difficult to describe in words is slowly rising from the ten thousand meter deep trench in a slow but unstoppable posture.

At first, it was just a vague outline, like a huge mountain range sinking to the bottom of the sea.

But as it got closer to the surface, more details began to emerge.

Operators quickly adjusted the satellite's focal length and various sensor parameters.

"Energy tomography scan activated!"

"Sonar array locked onto target!"

"Quality assessment... cannot be calculated! Exceeds all entries in the known database!"

Reports filled with horror echoed one after another in the command hall.

The outline of the shadow became clearer and clearer.

It's too big.

Just the part that has been initially revealed easily surpasses any giant aircraft carrier ever built in human history.

"Body length...preliminary estimate...more than one thousand meters..." A technician in charge of data analysis looked at the numbers jumping on the light screen with a dry voice.

The command hall was dead silent, with only the slight humming of instruments.

Everyone held their breath and stared at the main screen.

The shadows are still rising.

Two thousand meters.

Three thousand meters.

When most of its huge body emerged from the darkness of the trench and was exposed to the vision of the deep-sea detector, an even more despairing number appeared before everyone's eyes.

"Correction... the target's length... is over four thousand meters!"

Eriri's voice sounded again, this time with a hint of barely perceptible despair.

Four thousand meters.

This number was like an invisible hammer, hitting the hearts of everyone in the command hall.

What is that concept?

Mount Everest, the highest mountain on Earth, is only about 8,800 meters high.

This thing, in terms of length alone, is nearly half the height of Mount Everest.

It is like a living, endless dark mountain range, moving slowly in the deep sea.

As it rose, the originally calm sea surface began to surge violently.

On the satellite cloud map, with that coordinate point as the center, a terrifying vortex visible to the naked eye and with a diameter of over hundreds of kilometers is rapidly forming.

The color of the sea water became turbid and violent.

"Alert! Abnormal large-scale release of crustal energy detected!"

"A superstorm is forming in the sea area surrounding the target! Wind speeds have exceeded 300 kilometers per hour and are still increasing!"

"Tsunami warning! Tsunami warning! According to existing models, the first wave of a devastating tsunami, over 100 meters high, is expected to reach the west coast of North America, the coastal areas of East Asia, and the major islands of Oceania within twelve hours!"

A researcher in charge of disaster simulation looked at the red areas of destruction simulated on the computer screen. His face turned pale as paper and his body trembled uncontrollably.

His lips trembled, but he couldn't utter a word.

This is no ordinary natural disaster.

This is simply a doomsday disaster.

The aftermath of this unknown giant's activities alone is enough to destroy all coastal civilizations in the Pacific Rim in a short period of time.

Then, how terrifying was it? Inside the command hall, everyone's face was filled with solemnity and horror.

They have faced various bizarre SCPs and fought against powerful "Ghost" and even "Tiger" level disasters.