Control, Contain, Then Pray

When the Foundation meets the human empire 40,000 years later, is reason the last fortress or the weakest armor? Deep in the Qinling Mountains, the newly built Foundation's China subdivision site encountered a large-scale reality shift on the eve of its opening. Brand new equipment, complete organization, four unopened anomaly items - and eighty-seven researchers and soldiers who have never seen a real anomaly. They were thrown into a strange universe: a rust-colored wasteland, twin moons in the sky, and all the star maps were wrong. On the seventeenth day, a mysterious army claiming to be the "Imperial Commissar" appeared, shouting "The Name of the Emperor" and fought bloody battles with the rotten monsters. The foundation faces its toughest decision: Hide and survive alone in this hell? Contact, collaborate with these theocratic zealots? Or... Open those unopened anomaly projects, and learn to use "abnormality" to fight "anomaly" in this crazy universe? Control, containment, protection - when reality itself has become abnormal, how should the Foundation protect mankind's last rational fire?