Foundation: I am recruiting crickets from all dimensions to fight

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Zhang Chulan was puzzled: "And he still looks like that?"

Recalling the three crumpled paper balls and the origami dragon's action of bringing them back to the paper box,

Conan had a guess -

The fantasy world is deteriorating rapidly and the speed of collapse is accelerating!

Combining this conjecture with the previous analysis,

Conan immediately got an answer that surprised him -

Dragons, Giants, Behemoths

Even the entire fantasy world is most likely a fantasy creation!

And what keeps this world going is the owner of the paper box.

Imagination! .

Chapter 77: The dragon is here, the dragon was here, and the dragon will be here!

When Conan expressed his guess,

The entire containment room, as well as the chat group of all beings, suddenly fell into silence.

Then,

The chat group exploded.

"WTF? The Fantasy World is a child's fantasy world? And what keeps this world going is the child's imagination?"

"Damn, this idea is too outrageous, isn't it?"

"It's really outrageous, but if you think about it, it seems to make sense!"

"Now it seems that both this crudely made paper box and those origami dragons and paper balls really seem to be the creations of a child."

There was a lot of discussion in the chat group.

All the operators looked at each other in confusion.

No one thought,

The anomalous properties of this containment object can actually be interpreted in this way.

Dr. Clef looked at Conan with interest: "Why do you say that?"

Conan looked at Xiaoyu who was still standing by the box.

Complex smile:

"Because only children can understand children best."

His eyes flickered as he told everyone a story:

"Once there was a little kid who made a cardboard box like this out of a shoe box and named it Here Comes the Dragon."

"He made origami dragons, giants, behemoths"

"He continued to fill it with these imaginary creations until the world became richer and more complete."

"Then,"

"The fantasy world appeared."

This story is short and to the point.

This caused all the operators to fall into silence.

Dr. Clef asked, "Then why did the fantasy world begin to collapse?"

"Because their creator is dead."

"It is also because of the Foundation's continuous rigorous scientific research, and because the Foundation members lack innocence and imagination, that you cannot communicate with the New Fantasy World."

Conan said calmly: "The fantasy world has lost the imagination that supports it, and it is inevitably heading towards destruction."

As soon as this word comes out,

Whether in a chat group or on site,

Everyone was shocked at first!

But after a little thought,

The feeling of astonishment faded, replaced by mixed sighs from the crowd.

It seems to confirm Conan's guess.

The carton sprayed smoke again.

The red origami dragon flew out along with the smoke.

Its body became increasingly tattered, with a wound appearing on its wing.

This time,

It didn't even bother to stop. After putting the note on the ground, it planned to fly back.

Xiaoyu stopped it.

Then he took out a cartoon-style band-aid from his pocket.

Carefully stick it on.

He pouts and remains silent.

Finally, she touched the origami dragon's head.

I watched it with disappointment as it returned to the box without looking back.

Conan took the note and opened it:

[The situation is getting more tense. The fantasy world is getting darker.]

[We, the snakes and hybrids are trying to prevent them from returning, but the giants and elves hope to launch an attack and open a portal.]

[They say your people have become stupid and ignorant. We hope this is not true.]

If you have truly forgotten this, we will be very sad.

Just a few words made Xiaoyu's hands tremble slightly.

The operators nearby also had complicated expressions.

Dragons, giants, behemoths, elves, snakes, hybrids

The more perfect the world is, the more regretful they feel.

They seemed to see it,

On a beautiful planet, various magical beings are experiencing a cruel disaster.

This beautiful world is in tatters because of disaster.

All living things are in panic, inevitably heading towards extinction.

Zhang Chulan stared at the paper box in a daze with a complicated look.

It was like witnessing a beautiful world collapsing before your eyes.

Everyone has experienced childhood.

Every child has had such an innocent dream.

His childhood had dissipated over the years, so at first he could not understand or imagine that there was such a fantasy world in the world.

"The dreamlike fantasies of childhood ultimately lost to the war called growing up"

An inexplicable sadness spread in the room.

Xiaoyu stood in front of the paper box in a daze, as if waiting for something.

Not long after,

A single, red instance of SCP-1762-2 emerges from SCP-1762-1.

There were more damages on its body and obvious wrinkles on its appearance.

Only the cartoon-style band-aid remained on the wing.

It barely flapped its wings,

It flew around Xiaoyu just like the first time it appeared.

After a minute of difficult flight, it fell to the ground like a bird at the end of its life.

Xiaoyu picked it up from the ground with trembling hands.

I only saw a line of words on its wings:

【war.】

【Goodbye, friends.】

People seemed to hear the sigh of a dying dragon.

In Xiaoyu's low sobs,

An atmosphere of sadness spread.

Countless viewers watched this scene in silence, with mixed feelings in their hearts.

This time the mission is different from the previous ones.

There is no powerful and invincible enemy.

There is no need to die with passion,

They just saw a fantastic world die in silence.

Every audience member feels like they have lost something.

That thing everyone has.

But once lost,

It can never be found again.

In the screen,

Conan watched this scene calmly:

“Imagination is the gift that is closest to a curse. It comes suddenly and pulls us out of our daily lives into a completely new reality, broadening and prolonging the limited human life in disguise. Sometimes it even presents something so vivid that it tempts people to forget the world they live in.”

"Unfortunately, the Foundation does not allow for imagination."

at this time,

He seemed to have seen something, his face suddenly changed, and he blurted out:

"Get out of there!"

Suddenly, the closed paper box opened and a horrible flame exploded from it!

Xiaoyu, who was standing next to the cardboard box, was obviously unable to avoid it.

The voice has not fallen,

All the operators in the room moved!

next second.

Xiaoyu looked at Dr. Clef who was holding her wrist in shock.

Just wanted to say thank you,

But I happened to see the cardboard box collapse.