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.︾
The first is "dim_color ctor". As far as Brother Jue knows... [color ctor] represents "a large facility with many special functions, usually used to place safe and euclid level SCPs"; and [dim] is dimdimen private
The abbreviation of onal, this prefix indicates "This Foundation facility is used to research and isolate those SCP objects with special spatial abilities, such as SCP objects 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 projects in the facility that are out of control. The power outage that just occurred is likely to be caused by other projects that are out of control. The chain reaction caused by this situation is difficult to predict.
Guess... God knows how many SCP items will be breached by the power outage for a second or so.
"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 era). Although this game is a sincere masterpiece, it has
After all, it is still a low-cost work, which is relatively "simplified" in every sense.
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.
"This base is a bit ridiculously big..." Brother Jue gasped and walked to the electronic door of the stairwell. "From the laboratory where SCP-173 is kept to this stairwell... the straight-line distance is only three hundred and sixty meters."
Meters above. And the signs on the fork-in-the-road indicate that... there is a space for containing SCP items at the end of each road. 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 at the rear. The lights in the stairwell were also red, exactly the same as in other places.
At this time, several researchers in white coats happened to be running down the stairs from the upper floor. When they passed by Brother Jue, they just glanced at the gun-wielding D-class personnel with a panic look, and said
Not much was said. It seemed...that there was something else that scared them more than the gun-toting criminals so close at hand.
"Is the emergency evacuation area below..." Feng Bujue made this judgment based on the movement route of these people, "Hmm... That's right. Once certain items lose their containment, they must be dealt with with strategic nuclear strikes.
, it is meaningless to escape from the ground or the air, only hiding underground can survive."
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 to hold the man, pointed his gun at him and asked, "Is the emergency refuge 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 raised his gun and fired a few bullets at the ceiling. Then he 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 ability."
Reasons to do anything.”
The researcher swallowed. He glanced at the stairs leading to the upper and lower floors, and confirmed that no one was nearby. Then he lowered his voice and said, "My authority does not allow access to the anomalous project. In many areas of the base, I
You can't go either... What I can tell you is... there shouldn't be what you're looking for on the first, second, and fourth floors underground."
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 there calmly and said, "Tch...there's nothing to be afraid of." He looked at the closed electronic door behind him, "It doesn't know how to open the door by itself."
Feng Bujue knew very well that the "sizzling" sound was the sound of SCP-173's body rubbing against the wall, but 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 back in 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 next to 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...between these two seconds, he heard a beep of "Beep——".
The sound came from above, which means that the electronic door on layer [b2] was opened at this moment.
But...after the door opened, there was no other movement...
No sound of footsteps or breathing... there was no sound at all.
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 him and walked upstairs step by step.
As he walked around the corner of the stairs, although he didn't blink, SCP-173 still left his sight.
At this moment, Brother Jue turned around and glared without hesitation, and sure enough... 173 happened to reach behind him with a teleportation. He was "stared" by him again.
"Sigh... I don't know what the fuss is about. Are all the people in B2 dead? Why are they chasing me here?" Feng Bujue looked at the other party intently, then reached back and touched the electronic door.
button.
After the door opened, he backed up and walked back to the corridor of B2. He only blinked once when the electronic door closed automatically, blocking his sight.
Next, he stood there and waited for a while. He listened 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. "He must have accidentally touched the button while 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 have been turned around.”
His strategies and actions have always remained calm and reasonable...
If someone else had to deal with an unexpected situation like the one in the stairwell just now... he would probably have died, but he handled it in an orderly manner.
First of all, he did not follow his habitual thinking of "going down", but chose to turn back.
Because he doesn't know whether the door on b4 uses a button or a card reader. If that floor also requires a card to enter, he will have to go to the next floor, but the situation in b5 is also unknown. You know...
...In the stairwell, every time you move one floor, SCP-173 will inevitably be out of sight, and every time SCP-173 is out of sight, the player will face a fatal threat. In order to minimize this risk, I feel that
Brother just returned to b2.
Secondly, there is another reason for Feng Bujue to return - that is, he has memorized the "signs" beside all the forks on both sides of the 360-meter corridor. Therefore, he can be sure that, except for 173, the B2 floor
There is no longer any project that is particularly threatening (if you don’t actively provoke it).
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.
…………
Three minutes later, Feng Bujue arrived in the staff lounge of b2.
Although it is an employee lounge, there is... an SCP project here.
[Project number: scp-294]
[Object level: euclid]
[Special Management Procedures: There are no standard special containment measures documented for Object SCP-294. However, only personnel with a security clearance level of Level 2 or above are permitted to come into contact with it. SCP-294 is currently stored on the 2nd floor The employee lounge is 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 similar to that of a Corty keyboard (the standard keyboard we use now) consistent.
After inserting a 50-cent coin into the coin slot, SCP-294 will prompt the user to use the touch pad to enter the name of any liquid. After the input is completed, the machine will produce a standard 12-ounce paper cup and fill it with the specified liquid. 】
[The 97 tests that have been conducted... include drinks such as water, coffee, beer, soda, etc.; non-consumer products such as sulfuric acid, wiper fluid, engine oil, etc.; and substances that do not usually exist in liquid form, such as nitrogen, iron, and glass... ...all with great success. However, the test on solid objects such as diamonds ended in failure. SCP-294 seems to be able to only output substances that can exist in a liquid state.】
[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 of the machines are supposed to corrode The corrosive liquid that falls out of ordinary paper cups seems to have no effect on the cups dispensed by this machine.]
"Aha!" Brother Jue smiled excitedly when he saw this coffee machine.
However, he did not rush to use this machine. His priority... was to search the pockets of the corpses in the room.
After Feng Bujue returned to B2, he found many corpses in the corridor, and he treated these corpses equally. Regardless of researchers, security personnel, or D-level personnel, they were all searched by him. All over.
Although the items these people carry are really limited, they can still collect a lot of resources together.
For example...a 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 are all things that are not taken for nothing...
"Okay, something is better than nothing..." When Feng Bujue walked to the coffee machine, he first counted how many 50-cent coins he had in his hand, "Three will do..."
In fact, he was lucky to be able to find three such coins. D-class personnel usually have nothing on them, and the personal belongings of researchers and security personnel are concentrated somewhere in the facility. In the storage room, most people who bring "change" into the test area are careless and forget to empty their pockets.
"So...the first cup..." Feng Bujue threw in a coin, and after seeing the prompt, he quickly typed a sentence on the keyboard - [a cup of Woody].
An explanation needs to be explained here... What SCP-294 can produce is not limited to human creations, nor may it even be limited to human cognition.
For example, there was a Foundation agent named Joseph who entered the command "a cup of Joe (Joseph's nickname)" because he was joking with a friend. Shortly after confirming the selection, the agent
He became sweating profusely and complained that he was dizzy. Soon he fell to the ground...
After transferring it to the infirmary, the medical team extracted the contents of the cup distributed by SCP-294 and found that it was a mixture of blood, pieces of flesh, and other bodily fluids. The stench was unbearable. Most disturbingly, testing revealed that the object
The DNA sequence of the tissue sent by 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", etc. have all been responded to by this coffee machine, although some of the experimental results are not good...
Feng Bujue naturally knew all about this, so he entered such seemingly nonsensical content as "a cup of Woody".
Buzz buzz——
After receiving Brother Jue's instructions, the coffee machine began to roar, tremble, and shake...
This process lasted for about twenty seconds, and then the input panel of SCP-294 displayed the following sentence: "Hey hey hey..."
"Tch...did it fail..." Feng Bujue said with a look of displeasure on his face, "But when it fails, shouldn't it display 'Out of Range'... What's going on with 'Hey hey hey'..."
Disappointed, he still put in the second coin and entered - [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 simply enter "liquid that can kill SCP-173"? This is of course justified, because... he remembered that there was such a record in the relevant appendix of SCP-294:
Appendix [scp-294y]: Computer records on the SCP public server show that the researcher once typed "something that can destroy SCP-682". The recovered video records show that a bright and dazzling liquid flowed into the cup, and its light intensity
It continued to increase, and eventually the camera could no longer record. At the same time, all connections with the facility were interrupted. The subsequent investigation concluded that the site had been completely vaporized, and only a small clump of trees surrounding SCP-294 remained at the site. So SCP-
294 was quickly transferred to another supervision site and placed under the same management procedures. Information about the accident was only disclosed to O5-level personnel. Any further experiments involving SCP-682 were prohibited, and violators were downgraded to D-level.
The above appendix is a bloody lesson...
Perhaps 173's hostility to humans and intelligence are not as exaggerated as 682's, but its strength may not be worse than the latter's. Feng Bujue estimates... If he produces a liquid similar to that in that accident, even if it does not evaporate the entire base,
Evaporating a room with light... he couldn't handle it. Therefore, he used a safer and more reliable method.
Buzz buzz——
The machine soon started beeping again, and not long after, a paper cup fell from the machine, and a small cup of liquid was immediately poured into the paper cup.
"Ouch! It's done!" Feng Bujue picked up the cup and put it on the table in the lounge. "It's easy to handle now. I'll find 173 soon and splash it in the face."
After placing the paper cups, 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 will prevent my neck from being broken] or [a cup of liquid that will allow me to never blink], but right now, He has obtained something that can suppress 173, so he has another excellent opportunity to try. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!
