Now he can only believe what his future self says, that as long as he goes down, he can escape from this strange place.
"Keep going down, throw away all the unnecessary things, run, hurry up! Go as fast as you can!!"
Following Charles' order, the crew threw all kinds of food and fresh water out of the stair railing, not even leaving any explosives behind.
The crew's pace began to quicken, and as their speed increased, their breathing became erratic.
Charles didn't know how long he walked along this spiral staircase, roughly estimated to have walked hundreds of times, but he still hadn't reached the bottom.
Just as he was thinking this, an unexpected person appeared in front of them.
It was a human in a white chemical protective suit. He was holding a tablet that the Foundation also had. He walked up the stairs lazily while brushing the tablet.
"Huh?" The human in the chemical protective suit felt something was wrong. As soon as he looked up, he saw a dozen humans in strange clothes standing on the stairs, staring at him hungrily.
"You... who are you? Who brought you in? Why aren't you wearing protective clothing?" He spoke while tapping lightly on the tablet with his fingers.
Charles, who had used a mobile phone before, certainly understood what this guy was doing. He was contacting other people!
"Clang~!" A cold light flashed, and the tablet in the man's hand was directly cut into two pieces.
As Charles pulled with both hands, the man's chemical protective suit was completely torn apart.
Before the yellow-haired young man inside could retreat in fear, Charles grabbed his neck fiercely and pressed him against the hot wall.
"Who are you? Why are you here? How many of your kind are there? Tell me now!" Charles threatened him viciously, pressing the black blade against his chest.
The man looked at Charles' strange appearance. Although he seemed very scared, he was still tentative in his words.
"My name is William, and I work here. Calm down, my friend. This is the Foundation's V4 containment site, and a battalion of task forces is stationed there. You can't escape like this. How about putting me down first? I'll beg for mercy for you later."
The various information in this person's words were transformed in Charles' mind, and Charles immediately learned an astonishing discovery: they had traveled to a time and space where the Foundation still existed!
Why? Why did I travel so far? This shouldn't happen at all! Wasn't it just a confusion of time and space before
Although Charles' mind was in a mess at the moment, he didn't waste time and pulled William down from the wall. He said to him, "Where is 010? Take us to see it!"
No matter what happened, Charles always believed in his future self's words that as long as he found 010, he could go back.
"Sir, how do you know 010? Are you—"
William was halfway through his words when two steel needles as thick as chopsticks brushed against Charles' cheek and flew to William's face, then went straight into his brain along the inner corner of his eye.
That was thrown by the Pope, who bowed to Charles with a smile. "I'm sorry, Commander, please forgive my recklessness, but we really don't have time to waste listening to him, let's go quickly."
Then, he walked up to William and raised his hand indifferently, “Lead the way.”
William, whose expression turned into one of dementia, turned around and walked down the stairs without saying anything.
"Mind control? The Pope can control everyone with the long needles in the heads of the followers of the Church of Light? Doesn't that mean he can control millions of followers?"
In an instant, Charles thought of a lot of things in his mind. Looking at the Pope's back, he felt creepy.
"Hula~" Outside the guardrail, several heavy backpacks rolled down. Those were the things they had thrown down before.
Time was running out and there was no time to think about it, so Charles quickly followed.
It turns out that this place has not just one staircase, many rooms are hidden in the walls. No wonder they didn't discover anything before.
"William, what are you doing outside the door? Wait, where is your protective suit? This is against regulations!" Someone was speaking from inside the door.
Just as the man was about to come out, Charles and his men rushed in.
The protective glass door was violently broken, and a neat and sterile room appeared in front of Charles.
Including the person who just spoke, there are only five members of the foundation.
Seeing Charles and the others' strange attire, one member reacted quickly, reaching for a drawer and pulling out a pistol.
Just as he turned off the safety, Charles sawed over, and his bloody fingers fell to the ground along with the pistol.
Blood dripped onto the white floor, and the man's miserable screams echoed in the room.
The crew members rushed forward quickly and the entire laboratory was under their control in an instant.
"Where is 010?" the Pope asked a member of the Foundation.
The man glared at the Pope fiercely, "You think I will tell you? Don't dream! Our members of the Foundation are professionally trained!!"
The Pope laughed, and he reached out and touched the man's head. "Thank you, I already know that."
“Wha…what?!”
He walked straight to the wall next to him and pressed it quickly and skillfully with his fingers.
"Swish~!" The entire white floor suddenly became empty, and a strange light shot out from below.
Charles saw a huge translucent sphere of constantly changing colors, shrinking and expanding with the rhythm. It was not just a bubble, but more like a collection of several bubbles.
"Is this 010? Is this the thing that distorts time and space?" Charles looked down in astonishment.
The member of the foundation who was held to his temple by Linda with a gun raised his head and looked at Charles in surprise. "How is this possible? You can see 010 directly? Who are you?"
Charles ignored him. Just as he was thinking about what to do next, a foundation member wearing protective clothing held a tablet in both hands and handed it to Charles.
He pushed the tablet toward Charles, motioning for him to take a look.
Charles looked at him doubtfully, then reached out and took it.
Project Number: 010
Project Name: Time Regulator
Object Containment: 010 is currently held in solitary confinement on the lowest level of V4 Containment Site.
Item Description: 010 has no entity and cannot be perceived or detected.
We found out it was a complete accident. At 1:34 PM on ▇▇▇▇▇▇, another 177 appeared in the rose garden of the Foundation's main island in some incomprehensible way.
(End of this chapter)