Chapter 811 The Ultimate Rescue (Part 3)
As a person who knows a lot about the settings of the SCP Foundation, Feng Bujue immediately understood a lot of things after hearing the broadcast.
First is "dim_sector". As far as Brother Jue knows... [sector] represents "a large facility with many special functions, usually used to house safe and euclid level SCPs"; and [dim] is the abbreviation of dimdimensional. This prefix indicates "the foundation facility Used to study and isolate those SCP items that have special spatial abilities, such as SCP items that can jump and distort ordinary space."
Two things can be known from this keyword: first, the scale of this base must be very large; second, this base contains at least one SCP item with space capabilities.
Secondly, the sentence "Multiple containment measures have failed and casualties have been reported"... is undoubtedly a very clear reminder.
Obviously, in addition to SCP-173, there are at least two more SCP items in the facility that are out of control. The power outage that just occurred was most likely caused by other projects going out of control. And the chain reaction caused by this situation is difficult to predict... God knows that the power outage for about a second will lead to the containment failure of many SCP projects.
"Sure enough...it's very different from that game..." Feng Bujue muttered thoughtfully after running in the corridor for a while.
The "game" he refers to is a fan game "Scp-173" that was produced more than 40 years ago (in Jue Ge's time). Although this game is a sincere masterpiece, it is still a low-budget work after all and is relatively "streamlined" in every sense of the word.
Whether it is environmental details, map size, number of NPCs, number of SCPs, overall difficulty and plot...the SCP world shaped by the "system" of Thriller Park is obviously much larger and more complex.
"Huh... I finally found it..." After running along the corridor for five minutes, Feng Bujue finally arrived at the stairwell.
Along the way, more than a dozen forked roads appeared on both sides of the corridor. There were corresponding signs at the corners of each forked road. There were also multiple arrows in the corridor indicating the direction of the stairs, so it was impossible for Brother Jue to take the wrong path.
"Speaking of which, this base is a bit ridiculously big..." Brother Jue gasped. Walking to the electronic door of the stairwell, "From the laboratory where SCP-173 is held to this stairwell... the straight-line distance is more than 360 meters. And the fork-in-the-road signs indicate... the end of each road. There is a space for containing SCP items. Calculating this...the area of this floor is conservatively estimated to be tens of thousands of square meters..."
As he muttered, he pressed a red button next to the electronic door.
Di——
After a beep, the door opened, revealing the stairwell to the rear. The lights in the stairwell are also red, exactly the same as elsewhere.
At this time, there happened to be several researchers in white coats running down the stairs from the upper floor. When passing by Brother Jue, they just glanced at the gun-wielding D-class personnel with a panicked look and didn't say much. It seems... there is something else that scares them more than the gun-toting criminals so close at hand.
"Is the emergency refuge area down there..." Feng Bujue followed the movement route of these people. He made such a judgment, "Well... that's right. Once certain items lose containment, they must be dealt with with strategic nuclear strikes. Escape from the ground or the air is meaningless. The only way is to hide underground." Stay alive."
Just as he was thinking, the electronic door behind him opened again. A second later, a researcher ran out of the door and rushed downstairs.
"Hey!" Feng Bujue saw this. He immediately stepped forward and grabbed the man, pointed the gun at him and asked, "Is the emergency evacuation area down there?"
"Yes...yes." The researcher looked at the muzzle of the gun and replied nervously.
"Where are the anomalous projects in this base?" Feng Bujue asked again.
"Uh..." The other party obviously hesitated.
Chu tu tu tu——
Feng Bujue took advantage of the situation and raised his gun. He fired several bullets at the ceiling, and then put the muzzle of the gun against the man's chest: "I hope you can understand...under the current situation, I have the courage, ability, and reason to do anything."
The researcher swallowed. He glanced at the stairs leading to the upper and lower floors, made sure that no one was nearby, and then lowered his voice and said: "My authority does not allow access to the anomalous project. I cannot go to many areas in the base... I can tell you The thing is... there shouldn’t be what you’re looking for in the first, second, and fourth underground floors.”
Before he could finish his words, a strange sound of...sizzling...sizzling...was heard coming from the other side of the electronic door.
The researcher was immediately shocked and said: "It's coming! Run! Otherwise you will die too!"
Hearing this, Feng Bujue let go of the man and removed the muzzle of the gun. The researcher ran down the stairs without looking back.
Brother Jue stood calmly and said, "Tch...there's nothing to be afraid of." He looked at the closed electronic door behind him, "It won't open by itself."
Feng Bujue knew very well that the "sizzling" sound was the sound of SCP-173's body rubbing against the wall, but SCP-173 did not have the IQ to "press the switch".
"Let's see... this is..." As he spoke, he moved his eyes to the sign next to the electronic door and saw the word [b2], "Oh... is this the second underground floor..." as he spoke , his mind was racing, and all the signs beside the fork-in-the-road just now flashed through his mind, "Okay...the ones contained on this floor are indeed known SCP projects, there are no anomalous ones..."
While he was thinking about it, he took steps towards the bottom.
After climbing dozens of steps and turning 180 degrees, he arrived at the electronic door on the third underground floor [b3].
But... there is no protruding red button on the side of the door here, instead there is a card reading device.
"Well... should we wait and see..." Feng Bujue immediately thought, "If everyone on this floor hasn't left yet, then I just need to stand here and wait for a while, and someone will open the door from the inside. Then I Just use a gun to force the other party to hand over the pass card and enter this level..."
As a result, he only waited for two seconds before giving up the idea. Because...in these two seconds, he heard a beep of "beep--".
The sound came from above, which meant that the electronic door on the [b2] floor was opened at this moment.
But...after the door opened, there was no other movement...
There were no sounds of footsteps or breathing.
Feng Bujue quickly realized something. He turned around suddenly and his eyes widened.
At the same second, SCP-173 appeared in front of him, and the distance between them was less than one meter.
"Ha..." When he turned around and saw such a scene, a normal person would have jumped up in fright, but Feng Bujue could still laugh. "If I had turned back half a second later, I might have broken my neck..." Feng Bujue said in a relaxed tone, and while "watching" SCP-173, he bypassed the other party and walked towards him step by step. Walk upstairs.
As he walked around the corner of the stairs, SCP-173 left his sight, although he didn't blink.
At this moment, Brother Jue turned around and glared without hesitation, and sure enough... 173 just used a teleport to reach behind him. And was "stared" by him again.
"Sigh... I don't know what the fuss is about. Are all the people in B2 dead? Why are you chasing me here?" Feng Bujue looked at the other party intently, then reached back and touched the electronic door. button.
Wait until the door opens. He stepped back and walked back to the corridor of b2. He didn't blink until the electronic door closed automatically and blocked his sight.
Next, he stood there and waited for a while. Listen carefully... This time, there was no sound from the other side of the door, and the "sizzling" sound no longer sounded.
"This guy..." Feng Bujue quickly made an inference. "I guess I accidentally hit the button when I was walking along the wall."
His guess was indeed correct. 173 would not take the initiative to "press" the electronic door switch. The opening of the door just now was a complete coincidence.
"In any case, it shouldn't catch up again in a short time..." After a few seconds, Feng Bujue left the electronic door and walked slowly towards the other end of the corridor, "I'll be here first. The layers are turning.”
His strategies and actions have always remained calm and reasonable...
A sudden unexpected situation like that in the stairwell just now, if it were someone else to deal with it... he would probably die, but he handled it in an orderly manner.
First of all, he did not follow his usual thinking of "going down", but chose to turn back.
Because he didn't know whether the door on b4 used a button or a card reader. If he had to use a card to enter that floor, he would have to go to the next floor, but the situation on b5 was equally unclear. You know... in the stairwell, every time you move one floor, SCP-173 will inevitably be out of sight once, and every time 173 is out of sight, the player will face a fatal threat. It was precisely in order to minimize this risk that Brother Jue returned to b2.
Secondly, there was another reason for Feng Bujue to return - that is, he had memorized the "signs" on both sides of the 360-meter corridor. Therefore, he can be sure that, except for 173, there are no particularly threatening projects on the b2 level (if he does not actively provoke them).
To sum up, all his actions...are done after calm thinking and weighing the pros and cons.
In a critical situation, Feng Bujue showed a level of ease that astonished onlookers.
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Three minutes later, Feng Bujue arrived in the staff lounge of b2.
Although it is an employee lounge, there is still an SCP project here...
[Project number: scp-294]
[Object level: euclid]
[Special Management Procedures: There are no standard special containment measures documented for Project SCP-294. However, only personnel with security clearance level 2 or above are allowed to have contact with them. SCP-294 is currently stored in the staff break room on Level 2, guarded day and night by two guards with Level 3 security clearance. Contact with them requires security clearance. 】
[Description: Item SCP-294 looks like an ordinary coffee vending machine. The only significant difference is that it has a touchpad for input, and its key layout is consistent with the Corty keyboard (the standard keyboard we use now) .
After inserting a 50-cent coin into the coin slot, SCP-294 will prompt the user to use the touchpad to enter the name of any liquid. After the input is completed, the machine will produce a standard 12-ounce paper cup and inject the specified liquid into it. 】
【97 tests have been conducted... including beverages such as water, coffee, beer, and soda; non-consumer products such as sulfuric acid, wiper fluid, and motor oil; and substances that do not usually exist in liquid form, such as nitrogen, iron, and glass... all with great success. However, tests on solid objects such as diamonds ended in failure. SCP-294 seems to be able to output only substances that can exist in liquid form. 】
【It is worth mentioning that after about 50 uses, the machine will no longer respond to commands. But after 90 minutes, "it" seems to replenish its inventory on its own. Another interesting point is that many corrosive liquids that should be able to corrode ordinary paper cups seem to be powerless against the cups dispensed by this machine. 】
"Aha!" Jue Ge smiled excitedly when he saw this coffee machine.
However, he was not impatient to use the machine. His priority was to search the pockets of the bodies in the room.
After Feng Bujue returned to B2, he found many bodies in the corridor, and he treated them equally. Whether researchers, security personnel, or D-level personnel, they were all searched by him.
Although the items on these people were limited, they still managed to gather a lot of resources.
For example... Level 3 pass. For example... 50 cents in change, and for example... pistols, pistol ammunition, submachine gun ammunition, radio walkie-talkies, etc.
In short, they were all things that would be useless if they were not taken...
"Ok, it's better to have some than nothing..." Feng Bujue walked to the front of the coffee machine and counted how many 50-cent coins he had in his hand, "Three will do..."
In fact, he was lucky to find three such coins. D-class personnel usually have nothing on them, while the personal belongings of researchers and security personnel are put in a storage room in the facility. People who bring "change" into the test area are mostly careless. They forget to empty their pockets.
"So... the first cup..." Feng Bujue threw a coin, and after seeing the prompt, he quickly typed a sentence on the keyboard - [A Cup of Woody].
I have to explain here... What SCP-294 can produce is not limited to human creations, and may not even be limited to human cognition.
For example, there was a Foundation agent named Joseph. He entered the command "a cup of Joe (Joe, Joseph's nickname)" because of a joke with his friends. Shortly after confirming the choice, the agent began to sweat profusely and complained of dizziness. He soon fell to the ground...
After transferring him to the infirmary, the medical team extracted the contents of the cup distributed by project SCP-294 and found that it was a mixture of blood, meat and other body fluids. The stench was unbearable. The most disturbing thing is that the test shows that the DNA sequence of the tissue sent by Project SCP-294 is exactly the same as Joseph's.
There are many examples or experiments like this... Commands such as "a cup of music", "my life", "give me a surprise" have all been responded to by this coffee machine, although some experimental results are not good...
Feng Bujue is naturally clear about these, so he inputs "a cup of Woody", which seems to be nonsensical.
Buzz buzz buzz --
After receiving the order from Brother Jue, the coffee machine began to make a roar, and began to tremble and shake...
This process lasted for about twenty seconds, and then, the following sentence appeared on the input board of SCP-294: "Hehehe..."
"Tsk... failed..." Feng Bujue said with an unhappy look on his face, "But shouldn't it show 'out of range' when it fails... What's the meaning of 'hehehe'..."
Disappointed as he was, he still put in the second coin and input-[a cup of liquid that can make SCP-173 unable to move when not directly looked at]
Some people may ask, why didn't Brother Jue just input "liquid that can kill SCP-173"? There is certainly a reason for this, because... He remembered that there was such a record in the relevant appendix of SCP-294:
Appendix [Computer records on the SCP-2P public server show that the researcher once typed "something that can destroy SCP-682". The recovered video records show that a dazzling liquid flowed into the cup, and its light intensity continued to increase, and finally the camera could no longer record. At the same time, all contact with the facility was cut off. The subsequent investigation concluded that the site had been completely vaporized, and only a small clump of trees surrounding SCP-294 remained. SCP-294 was quickly transferred to another supervision site and placed under the same management procedures. Information about the accident is only available to O5-level personnel. Any further experiments involving SCP-682 are prohibited, and those who violate the rules will be downgraded to D-level.
The above appendix is a bloody lesson...
Perhaps 173's hostility and wisdom towards humans are not as exaggerated as 682, but its strength may not be worse than the latter. Feng Bujue estimated...If he made a liquid similar to the one in the accident, even if it didn't evaporate the entire base, just evaporating a room...he couldn't handle it. Therefore, he used a safer and more reliable method.
Buzz buzz buzz——
The machine soon started to make another sound, and soon, a paper cup fell from the machine, and a small cup of liquid was immediately injected into the paper cup.
"Wow~ It's done!" Feng Bujue picked up the cup and put it on the table in the lounge, "This is easy, I'll find 173 later and throw it in its face."
After putting the paper cup away, Brother Jue returned to the machine and put in the third coin.
If the liquid specified by the second coin cannot be generated, Feng Bujue's backup plan is... [a cup of liquid that prevents my neck from being twisted] or [a cup of liquid that allows me to never blink], but now, he has obtained something that can suppress 173, so he has another excellent opportunity to try. (To be continued...)