Chapter 1057 Future Foundation (VII)
This situation is unprecedented... at least Feng Bujue has never experienced it.
He has never heard any player he knows talk about a similar situation.
But at this moment, it really happened.
"Maybe... it was the Foundation, or some SCP project contained in the Foundation, that gave me hallucinations?" After Brother Jue calmed down a little, he immediately thought of a possible hypothesis.
[There is no time and room for you to question now]
The system can read Feng Bujue's "heart", and it immediately said...
[The containment room that Cox is taking you to is made of a modified version of mass-produced SCP-148. Once you enter it, your neural connection with the "projected character" will be cut off; at that time, you will be disconnected from the game, and the "character" Feng Bujue will be trapped in this plane like a vegetable; the next time you log in to the game, you will be prompted to re-create the character because you cannot find the character data]
As soon as these words came out, Feng Bujue immediately thought to himself: "The Foundation can actually do this?"
[They could have trapped Billy in this plane many years ago. Technically speaking, it is not difficult to trap you]
"Why didn't any of those players get caught before?" Feng Bujue simply began to ask the system directly through his inner monologue.
[Except you, no other player has successfully broken through the sandbox]
This is a convincing reason...
"We are here." Just as Brother Jue was communicating with the system, Dr. Cox had brought him to the door of a containment room.
At this time, four fully armed commandos were waiting at the door; and the outer wall of this room was indeed made of a different material from the surrounding corridors...
[Item Number: SCP-148]
[Item Level: Euclid]
[Special Containment Procedures: SCP-148 must be stored in the form of 120 10KG ingots. Due to the potential for unpredictable reactions, ingots of SCP-148 must not be stored in the same location (Site) as other SCP items; in addition, the above ingots should be evenly distributed among eligible and necessary Foundation facilities.
Under no circumstances should SCPs with the ability to interfere with consciousness come into contact with SCP-148. When such contact occurs, the nearby area should be cleared and the affected SCP-148 samples should be detonated from a distance.
The mass of each existing ingot should be measured and the data reported monthly.
The contact time between relevant staff and SCP-148 should not exceed three weeks. Any personnel assigned to work related to SCP-148 should undergo regular mental examinations. 】
【Description: SCP-148 is a substance with metallic characteristics. It is composed of a variety of known and unknown elements. The total amount of SCP-148 currently in existence is approximately 1.2 metric tons.
SCP-148 is a slightly bluish gray-green color and will oxidize rapidly in the presence of water.
SCP-148 has a melting point of approximately 4500°C and a boiling point of approximately 9000°C; SCP-148 has a density between 3 and 3, and a Rockwell hardness test shows that its hardness is HRC39. Its material properties such as strength, plasticity, and machinability are similar to those of platinum.
SCP-148 is primarily composed of platinum and iridium. These two metals account for 62% and 20% of its mass, respectively. In addition, several other known materials are also included in its composition, including iron, cobalt, and copper, which together account for 16.5% of SCP-148's mass; however, considering its total mass. SCP-148 apparently also contains substances that cannot be detected by mass spectrometry. Scanning tunneling microscope images of SCP-148 show gaps in its lattice structure that should be filled with other materials.
SCP-148 has the ability to block or hinder the "supersensory perception of interfering consciousness" of nearby organisms. This effect, while difficult to quantify, appears to be inversely proportional to the square of the distance from the surface of SCP-148, and directly proportional to the amount of SCP-148 present. The range of this effect is approximately 0.8 meters per kilogram of SCP-148.
SCP-148 was recovered from the metallurgy department of Prometheus Labs during a Foundation sweep of the facility. Computers associated with the object indicate that the substance was originally intended to be sold to [REDACTED] under the brand name and trade name "Telekill Alloy". However, due to [REDACTED] and its political fallout, as well as the destruction of the Prometheus Labs facility, [REDACTED] had already resold the entire batch of SCP-148 (estimated to be 1.3 tons) to an unknown buyer. The Foundation's agents and legal workers are tracking the source of the remaining SCP-148 supply. 】
The above is the basic information about SCP-148 that Feng Bujue knows.
Even if we put aside the key words "improvement" and "mass production" mentioned by the system, this thing is a very dangerous substance.
People who regularly come into contact with or are overexposed to SCP-148. Their language and communication skills will gradually lose and disappear over time; after about fifty days, the affected personnel will be completely mute and unable to understand or give any requests, orders or other statements outside of language.
Although Feng Bujue was still not sure whether the voice ringing in his ears was the "system", he understood... If the room in front of him was really made entirely of SCP-148, then he would never be able to enter...
[Kill the guard, kidnap the doctor, act immediately]
Two seconds later, the system voice sounded again.
"Why do you want to help me?" But Feng Bujue didn't move. He neither walked into the room nor launched an attack. Instead, he thought in his mind, "What on earth...are you?"
[I’m not helping you, I’m helping myself]
[You are the only person who has successfully broken through the foundation's sandbox and came to this plane. I need you to remove the threat this world poses to me so that I can cut off my connection with this world]
"You...are the system?" Feng Bujue asked again.
【You can call me this】
"I thought you were all-knowing and all-powerful."
【Not really】
"how to say?"
【No time to explain now】
This sentence is not wrong. Just when Feng Bujue was talking to the system...
"Hey! Mr. Crazy." Seeing him standing there in a daze, Dr. Cox urged, "What are you doing?"
When she said this, she calmly took a few steps back, while the three guards and four commandos... all clenched their weapons and quickly surrounded her.
It seems that if Brother Jue doesn't make a decision again. These guys are ready to get tough.
"Tch...there's really nothing I can do..." The next second, Feng Bujue complained secretly. He quickly put his hand into his bag and activated the special effects of the Thunder Orb.
Under the effect of [Move Like Thunder], he was so fast that he could disappear from the sight of those around him.
Just five seconds later, the four commandos and three guards were all lying flat on the ground...
Seen from Dr. Cox's perspective. These seven people seemed to have fainted on their own, except... there was a bloody hole poked by [Lingxi Finger] on the back of each of their necks.
"You..." When Dr. Cox saw Feng Bujue's figure through her vision again, she seemed to want to say something else.
But Brother Jue's hand instantly clamped down on the doctor's neck and lifted him up: "From now on, I ask and you answer." He paused for half a second and then continued with a cold expression, "Don't Nonsense, don't lie, don't play tricks...I won't give you a second chance, as long as you don't do what I say, I will kill you without hesitation..."
Having said this, Brother Jue paused for two seconds, and then let go of his hand.
He knew that even if he let go. The doctor will not run away; because the doctor also knows very well that running away and resisting are futile...
"Uh... uh... cough..." After Cox's feet touched the ground again, he coughed a few times and took a few big breaths before regaining his breath.
And Feng Bujue's question also came at this moment: "How to remove the influence of that cup of coffee?"
The way he asked this question was also carefully considered.
He did not mention the specific effects of coffee, nor did he say the word "nanobot". He used a very general statement, hoping that the other party would take the initiative to tell some information so that he could confirm whether what the "system" said was true. .
"You..." Dr. Cox's first reaction was to ask a question - "How did you know there was something wrong with that cup of coffee?"
but. As soon as she said the word "you", she quickly stopped the car.
"Don't talk nonsense," "don't lie," and "don't play tricks." These were very clear instructions she had just received. If she immediately asks a rhetorical question now, it will undoubtedly violate the above requirements...
at this time. Dr. Cox has determined that the "Mr. Crazy" in front of him is a murderous Keter-level project. And the doctor... obviously doesn't want to die yet. Considering the medical conditions in their world, she is still very young.
Therefore, she swallowed back what she was about to say, took a few deep breaths, and reorganized her words. Then he replied: "Specific equipment is needed to take out those nanorobots."
Her answer seemed to verify the "system" statement.
"Where is the equipment?" Feng Bujue asked immediately.
"It's on the third floor in this half of the area." Cox replied, "I can lead the way."
"Then what are you waiting for?" Feng Bujue asked.
When Cox heard this, he swallowed, turned around and left.
"Where is my companion?" Brother Jue followed the doctor and asked as he walked.
"I don't know who the companion you are talking about..." the doctor replied.
When she answered this question, she looked trembling and did not look like she was lying.
Upon seeing this, Feng Bujue speculated that he did not know the existence of Musashi Koganei... So he asked again: "You don't have any communication equipment hidden on your body?"
"No." Cox responded, "Absolutely not!" She seemed to be afraid that Brother Jue wouldn't believe it, so she repeated it with an emphasis.
"That is to say... when you returned to that office to show me the way, you had already handed over the 'command power' to others?" Brother Jue came to this conclusion almost without thinking.
"Yes." Cox replied in the affirmative.
"Who? Where?" Feng Bujue asked again.
"Dr. Stewart," Cox replied, "He is also one of the leaders of the observation plan. He is currently in charge of the control room in the right half of the area. Your visual and auditory signals... are also sent there."
"Doctor." After hearing this, Feng Bujue suddenly changed the subject and asked, "Do you have Parkinson's syndrome?"
This question, which sounded abrupt and irrelevant, frightened Dr. Cox so much that her face suddenly changed and she almost peed her pants.
"I...I...don't..." Cox's voice trembled, and her steps became a little messy due to her weak legs.
"Nothing?" Feng Bujue's tone was still calm and cold, "No Parkinson's? Or didn't you quietly send Morse code there?"
Dr. Cox was indeed not a simple person. She did not give up resistance even in this state of life hanging by a thread and trembling with fear.
It turned out that...while answering those questions from Brother Jue, the doctor was still quietly shaking the index finger of her right hand, trying to send a signal to her companions in the monitoring room.
Her action was very concealed...because when she was walking, her hands were always swinging, and her body was shaking with fear...it was basically impossible for ordinary people to find that she was sending Morse code.
In fact, the staff in the monitoring room could not detect the doctor's actions; however, the "graphic analysis program" built into the monitoring equipment would not miss this detail - anything that appeared in Feng Bujue's sight, even if he himself did not notice some details that only existed in his peripheral vision... when it was transmitted to the screen in the monitoring room, it would be scanned and analyzed in detail by the computer.
Dr. Cox wanted to use this to send a message to her colleagues... asking them to kill Brother Jue without mercy and not try to capture him alive again.
But she never expected that this "trick" that was basically impossible to be discovered was discovered by Feng Bujue.
"I tell you..." Feng Bujue continued two seconds later, "I was in a bad mood today, and two minutes ago... I was even worse, and now..." He stopped here and sighed, "Huh... Forget it, I'll give you another chance."
After he said that, Dr. Cox breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay... I promise not to play tricks anymore, I'll take you to the third floor..."
Shhh--
Before she finished her words, a hole appeared in her cervical vertebrae, and her life... ended here.
"You're getting too much..." Feng Bujue looked at the doctor's fallen body and muttered softly.
Then, he asked in his heart, "OK... Go on."
Then, the system voice responded: [Cut off one of her hands, and then take the elevator to the fourth floor. The ambush troops on the third floor of the area have already taken action. You must enter and start the elevator within forty-seven seconds](~^~)