Chapter 820 The Ultimate Rescue (XII)

"Ha... Since I have the leisure to test and ridicule you..." Feng Bujue responded with a smile, "That shows that the problem at hand is not complicated."

In fact, the moment Brother Jue touched the box, he already got the system prompt [requires SCP-1998's safe key to open it].

When the player tries to open the box in the script, there is a big difference between having a prompt and not having a prompt; if there is no prompt, or if the prompt says "cannot open", then the props in the box are probably set by the system to "unavailable" "That kind of thing. But if it says "key required", there is 100% a way to open it.

"Oh?" Billy heard this and thought for a few seconds, "Did you get the system prompt?"

Although Billy couldn't hear the prompt, he could infer this from Brother Jue's reaction.

"That's right." Feng Bujue replied, "Follow the prompts... you should be able to find the key to this box somewhere."

"Then the question comes back..." Billy continued, "As I said just now, the key is just in the hands of those two people, and those two people are either..."

"Okay, okay, you don't have to say what you said again, I don't have Alzheimer's disease yet." Brother Jue interrupted, "Let me ask first, who is the person in charge of this floor? Today's power outage incident Have you paid attention to his movements since it happened?”

"Well..." Billy thought for a while and replied, "This floor is in charge of Dr. Jonathan, a Belgian man in his fifties who has made great achievements in theoretical physics." He paused, "As for him What happened after the power outage... I'm not sure. Don't forget, b3 has an independent power supply, and the power outage didn't have any impact here. But the broadcast at that time asked everyone to evacuate to the emergency area. So the people on this floor have also been removed.”

"Are you sure... everyone on this floor has evacuated safely?" Feng Bujue asked again.

"At least when you and the security team entered b3, there was no one else on this floor." Billy replied, "As for their fate after leaving b3, I don't know...whether it is the stairwell or the freight. Channel. All beyond my range of perception.”

"Huh?" Feng Bujue still couldn't change his habit of always trying to trick others into saying something. "Don't things like 'perception range' expand in a perfect circle?"

"That's under normal circumstances." Billy replied, "But this is the dimdimensional_sector of the SCP Foundation. Their use of space technology is very skilled. It can even be said... far beyond my imagination." He He raised his finger and pointed at the ceiling, "How high do you think our floor is? Five meters? Eight meters?" Before Brother Jue could answer, he said directly, "Don't think that the height you pass in the stairwell is the same as every level. The actual height of each floor... I don’t even know how high each floor is. It’s not surprising that there are abyss between floors.”

"Oh~ no wonder they don't have an elevator." Feng Bujue replied thoughtfully.

"In short, I don't know where Dr. Jonathan went. When we evacuated, the floor was full of people. At that time, I had no spare time and no reason to accurately find his movements among the crowd." Billy brought the topic back. Then, "In addition...even if we now presume that Jonathan has successfully arrived at the emergency evacuation area, there are still two problems...First, that area is under tight defense. Even if the security personnel there do not know Your appearance. But you showed up so long after the alarm was sounded...you will definitely be arrested or executed. Second...even if you are lucky enough to sneak into the emergency area and find Dr. Jonathan, the key may not be there. On his body. To put it another step further, even if the key is really on his body, how can you seize the key and escape from the emergency refuge area and return to B3?

"It makes sense." Feng Bujue said, "Then we might as well put this presumption aside for the time being. Let's talk about other possibilities, such as..." He touched his chin and said, "The doctor was escaped from other floors during the retreat. The SCP project was killed. And his body with the key is lying quietly somewhere in the stairwell or freight passage..."

"Relatively speaking, the situation you mentioned should be the most optimistic hypothesis." Billy said, "However, there is a more pessimistic hypothesis..."

"You mean...the key is stored in the hands of the person in charge of this base?" Feng Bujue answered.

"That's right." Billy replied, "And Cozmo, the person in charge of this base, stays in a place that is even more heavily defended than the refuge area - the b9 command center."

"That is to say...if the key is really in Cozmo's hand, then the possibility of me getting the key and returning to get the gun is very slim." Feng Bujue pondered.

"Infinitely close to zero," Billy responded.

"Ha... very good." Feng Bujue said with a smile, "According to this idea, this hypothesis can be ruled out directly."

When he said this, Billy seemed to react: "Because the system won't set up an impossible chain of actions, right..."

"Bingo~" Brother Jue snapped his fingers, "Since the system gives the prompt that 'this box can be opened', it will definitely set up a feasible unlocking action chain. If unlocking this box is more difficult than clearing the level, then this Isn’t it pointless to set it up?”

"According to what you said, there is a high possibility that Jonathan died outside the refuge area with the key in his possession?" Billy followed Brother Jue's train of thought.

"Of course." Feng Bujue nodded, "Of course, based on my full understanding of the nightmare difficulty script and my own character... I think... the probability that Dr. Jonathan is currently in the emergency refuge area is also very high. "

Bang bang bang——

Just as they were analyzing and discussing, suddenly, a fierce explosion came from a distance.

In this base with solid walls, for the sound to travel that far, something very serious must have happened.

"What's going on?" Feng Bujue asked, "Did any project escape from here?"

"Unlikely." Billy replied, "I told you that the power outage did not have any impact on this floor." He paused for half a second and added, "You will hear the ringtone of 513 before. That was controlled by me. Caused. At that time, other projects were still in containment and were not out of control. "

"Then this is..." Feng Bujue said doubtfully.

"Hmm..." Billy thought after thinking about it. "Since more than ten minutes ago, I have locked my perception on the seven members of the security team, and my perception of other areas has basically stopped." He continued, "Presumably... there is someone or something." Sneaked in."

"Then cancel the monitoring." Feng Bujue said, "Change to global perception."

"Ah...I'm doing it." When Billy said this, he had indeed lifted the monitoring of Gore and others, and changed the way of perception to a wide-area, broad form.

However...

"Uh-huh -" Two seconds later, Billy suddenly grunted and his whole body was shaken.

He seemed to be struck by some invisible force, and fell from Feng Bujue's shoulders. It fell towards the ground.

Fortunately, Brother Jue reacted quickly and had quick eyesight and quick hands. He grabbed Billy and prevented him from falling to the ground.

"Hey!" Feng Bujue stared at the hateful-looking puppet in his hand, but there was no change in expression on the latter's face. "What's wrong with you?" He shook Billy, "Speak!"

At this time, Billy seemed to have "fainted"... motionless, like a real puppet.

"What's going on..." Feng Bujue's thoughts were running rapidly, "Have you received some kind of mental shock?" He held Billy under his arm. He turned and walked towards the door, "There is something that can knock Billy down with mental power?"

While he was thinking about it, he started running.

"Trouble... As soon as this guy faints, the video and audio surveillance on this floor will be restored. The security team can also contact their superiors." Feng Bujue kept walking, thinking in his heart, "No If something unexpected happens, I will now be under the surveillance of others again... If I stop and hesitate, I will be arrested again soon..."

Bang bang bang——

As they approached the corner of the corridor, the sound in front of them became louder and louder. It sounded like the sound of a powerful physical blow hitting the metal wall.

"Hmph...that doesn't sound good..." Even so. Feng Bujue had no intention of stopping.

He knew very well that in this kind of nightmare, survival should be a common thing. Anyway, judging from the current situation...he has no room for detours in terms of time or space.

Bang——shout...boom——

Not long after, the corner of the corridor was close at hand. The closer it got, the more certain Brother Jue was that the sound of fighting was coming from the front.

And this is by no means a battle on the ordinary human level, but a battle between some creatures that are far stronger than ordinary people.

For players of Thriller Paradise, this sound is by no means unfamiliar. Script bosses, high-level players, powerful NPCs, etc... The movements caused by super-level fights are generally like this.

"What could it be..." Finally, Feng Bujue rushed out of the corner with a trace of curiosity.

But see...

"This is where……"

Blank...a strange blank.

The sounds and images stopped suddenly, and the memory was inexplicably interrupted.

One second, Feng Bujue was running with Billy, and the next second, he was sitting alone in a small room of more than ten square meters, with his wrists and ankles cuffed.

"What happened?" Brother Jue suddenly felt a headache. This was the first time he experienced that weird feeling of memory jumping out of his mind. "I just... saw something..." He muttered to himself, "That's wrong. …It’s not just now, it’s been forty…no, fifty minutes since I walked into that corridor…”

He seemed to "remember" something, but at the same time he "forgot" it. This process was like a self-visible psychological loss, which caused him considerable discomfort and mental pain.

Buzz——

Just as Brother Jue was meditating on this weird feeling, the electronic door of the room opened.

A woman in a white coat walked in.

She is a Caucasian, about forty years old, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, and her long curly hair is tied back.

"Hello, Mr. Austin." After she entered the room, she walked to the seat opposite Feng Bujue and sat down, saying hello to Brother Jue, "I am Dr. Mara. How many people do I have?" I have a question for you." As she spoke, she glanced at the camera probe at the corner of the ceiling.

Seeing this, Feng Bujue also raised his eyes. In this small room, which can only accommodate a table and two chairs, there are actually two probes installed, most likely the ones with audio collection functions.

"First of all, please describe the project you saw earlier." Dr. Mara saw that Brother Jue had no objection. He asked directly.

"What project?" Feng Bujue replied, "Billy?"

"No." Mara said, "It was the one you saw when you took Billy into the corridor." She paused, "'It' was fighting with our agents at the time."

"I don't know what you are talking about." Feng Bujue replied, "I don't think I have witnessed any battles in my memory, although I seem to have heard the sound of fighting..."

"Then do you remember what you did during this time?" Mara asked again.

"I..." Feng Bujue also wanted to know the answer to this question. That memory was clearly in his mind, but it seemed to be blocked and unreachable, and every time he recalled it, he would feel an indescribable discomfort. "...I don't know." He simply gave such an answer and asked in return, "You have surveillance, right? You should tell me this."

Mara stared at Brother Jue for a few seconds, but did not respond to his question. Instead, she changed the subject and continued to ask: "How did you get here? Do you remember?"

"I am..." Feng Bujue remembered this question, "I was arrested and sent in by the Nine-Tailed Fox Squad."

Mara's expression changed slightly: "Where did you hear the name Nine-Tailed Fox?"

Feng Bujue sneered. No answer.

"Where did you get the information about Project 106 and Project 513?" Mara asked again.

"Madam." At this time, Feng Bujue had regained his usual calmness, "Let's make a deal..." The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he cast a perverted look at the middle-aged woman in front of him. "For every question you answer, I will answer one."

"Hehe..." Dr. Mara chuckled twice, "Even if I am Jodie Foster, you are not Anthony Hopkins. Mr. Austin." She paused, "Please answer my questions seriously, otherwise... you will be sent to a more severe interrogation system."

"It doesn't matter." Feng Bujue leaned back in his chair. He replied in a nonchalant tone.

"Okay then." Dr. Mara sighed and left his seat.

"Oh... by the way, Doctor." Just as the other party walked to the door of the room, Brother Jue suddenly spoke again, "Do you remember the question you asked me at the beginning?"

"What question?" Mara replied.

"The number of that project... is No. 55?" After a few minutes of conversation, Feng Bujue had already sorted out his thoughts and found an SCP project in his mind hall, which just happened to explain his memory loss.

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[Item No.: SCP-055]

[Item Classification: Keter]

[Special Containment Measures: The object is kept in a square room with 5*5*2.5m concrete walls (walls are about 50cm thick), with an electrostatic barrier outside the concrete walls, and the entrance is blocked by a 2*2.5m heavy door; if it is not kept open, the door will automatically close and lock.

Security guards will be placed inside the room of SCP-055. It is strongly recommended that all personnel studying other SCP objects keep at least 50 meters away from the room. Please do not question the rationality of this requirement. ]

[Description: SCP-055 is a "self-enclosed secret" or "anti-psychotic virus". The physical properties of SCP-055, such as its nature, behavior and origin, are independently classified and explained by the following entries:

How SCP-055 was captured is unknown.

When it was captured and by whom, it is unknown.

The physical properties of SCP-055 are unknown, but it is not indescribable or invisible. People can walk into SCP-055's room and observe it normally, and then think, write notes, draw sketches, take photos, and even record videos. There are a lot of such records in the files. However, monitoring personnel have stated that after such observations, the information will quickly fade from people's minds.

When personnel are assigned to describe SCP-055, they will feel distracted and quickly lose interest in the task; personnel assigned to sketch SCP-055's photos will not be able to remember what the photos look like, and those who observe CCTV images will be exhausted and lose relevant memories for about an hour.

Who authorized SCP-055 to be locked in such a room, why this room was built, and why the room was built in this way are all unknown.

Although SCP-055's room is easy to enter, no one can master the relevant knowledge of SCP-055.

All of these situations will be periodically discovered by random file readers, alerted by many people, and then only last for a few minutes, and people will quickly forget about them.

There are a lot of scientific records and files about SCP-055, but there is no way to study it. The Foundation has planned to destroy SCP-055 or move it to another location more than once, but for some reason it has failed.

SCP-055 may be seriously harmful and may have killed thousands of people, but we will never know. It is obvious that it will cause terrible memetic/psychic effects, so we define it as Keter level. 】

[Document # 055-1: Analysis of SCP-055——

The author of the document believes that SCP-055 has never been captured, but was voluntarily contained, or is a remotely controlled agent. It was placed in the Foundation by another party for the following purposes:

1. Silently observe and interfere with the activities of the Foundation.

2. Silently observe or interfere with other SCP areas.

3. Silently observe or interfere with the human world.

4. Silently observe or interfere with other SCP objects.

5. Silently observe or interfere with [data shielded].

Any action taken against this potential threat seems meaningless, at least in theory. 】(To be continued..)