"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 had already received the system prompt [requires SCP-1998's safe key to open].
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 most likely 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? After today's power outage,
Have you paid attention to his movements?"
"Well..." Billy thought for a while and responded, "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 very clear about it. Don't forget, b3 has power, and the power outage did not have any impact here. But the broadcast at that time asked everyone to evacuate to the emergency area, so
All the personnel 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.
The channels are all outside 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 here are the diminutive agents of the SCP Foundation. They are very skilled in the use of space technology. It can even be said...far surpassed me.
Imagination." 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 you are in the stairwell.
The height passed is the actual height of each floor... Even I don’t know how high each floor here 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 power 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. Secondly...even if you are lucky enough to sneak into the emergency area and find Dr. Jonathan, the key may not be there.
On him. To take a step back, even if the key is really on him, how can you seize the key, 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 in his arms 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 going back to get the gun is extremely 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 directly ruled out."
When he said this, Billy seemed to react: "Because the system won't set up an impossible action chain, right..."
"Bang ngo~" Brother Jue snapped his fingers, "Since the system has given a 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
Isn’t this setting meaningless?”
"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 so far, something very serious must have happened.
"Unlikely." Billy replied, "As I said, 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 by this. At that time, other items were still under containment measures and did not get out of control."
"Then this is..." Feng Bujue said doubtfully.
"Well..." Billio thought about it and thought. "Since more than ten minutes ago, I have locked my perception ability on the seven members of the security team, and my perception of other areas has basically stopped." He continued.
He said, "Presumably...someone or something has 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 released 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.
As if he was struck by some invisible force, he fell from Feng Bujue's shoulders and fell towards the ground.
Fortunately, Brother Jue reacted quickly and had quick eyes and 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 expression change 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 tucked Billy under his arm, turned around and walked out the door, "There is something that can use mental power to compare.
Will Li be brought down?"
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 stay where I am and hesitate, I will be arrested again soon..."
Bang bang bang——
As we approached the corner of the corridor, the sound in front of us became louder and louder. It sounded like 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, surviving in danger should be a common thing. Anyway, at the moment... 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 in the Thriller Paradise, this kind of sound is no stranger. 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 in his arms. 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. It 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 not right.
...Not just now, it has 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 went to sit down opposite Feng Bujue and said hello to Brother Jue, "I am Dr. Mara. How many people do I have?"
I have a question for you." As she spoke, she casually glanced at the camera probe at the corner of the ceiling.
Seeing this, Feng Bujue also raised his eyes and took a look. In this small room that could only accommodate a table and two chairs, there were actually two probes installed, most likely the ones with audio collection functions.
"First of all, please describe the project you saw earlier." Dr. Mara asked directly when Brother Jue expressed no objection.
"What project?" Feng Bujue replied, "Billy?"
"No." Mara said, "It was the one you saw when you brought 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 battle 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 out of reach. And every time he recalled it, something happened.
An indescribable feeling of discomfort. "...I don't know." He simply gave such an answer, and asked in turn, "Do you have surveillance? You should tell me this matter."
Ma La 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..." Regarding this issue, Feng Bujue remembered, "I was arrested by the Nine-tailed Fox Team and sent in."
Mara's expression changed slightly: "Where did you hear the name Nine-tailed Fox?"
Feng Bujue sneered and did not answer.
"Where did you get the information about Project 106 and Project 513?" Mara asked again.
"Ma'am." At this time, Feng Bujue had returned to his usual calmness, "We might as well make a deal..." The corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he cast a perverted look at the middle-aged woman in front of him.
Eyes. "Every time you answer a question for me, I will answer one for you."
"Haha..." Dr. Mara chuckled, "Even if I am Jodie Foster, you are not Mr. Anthony Hopkins Austin." She paused for a moment.
, "Please answer my questions seriously, otherwise... you will be sent to a more harsh interrogation system."
"It doesn't matter." Feng Bujue leaned back in his chair and 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 said again, "Do you still remember the question you asked me originally?"
"What's the problem?" Marla replied.
"The number of that project... is No. 55, right?" After a few minutes of conversation, Feng Bujue had already clarified his thoughts with multi-tasking, and rummaged through his mind to find an SCP project, which was just right.
Explain your memory loss.
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[Project number: scp-055]
[Project Category: keter]
[Special containment measures: The subject is kept in a square room built with a 5*5*2.5 meter cement wall (the wall is about 50 cm thick). There is an electrostatic barrier outside the cement wall, and the entrance is a 2*2.5 meter door.
Heavy duty door lock; this door will automatically close and lock if not left open.
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 this room, and please do not question the reasonableness of this requirement.]
[Description: SCP-055 is a "self-sealing secret" or "anti-psychovirus". Regarding the physical properties of SCP-055, such as its nature, behavior and origin are classified, and are clarified by the following entries:
How SCP-055 is captured is unknown.
It is unknown when it was captured and by whom.
The physical properties of SCP-055 are unknown, but it is not indescribable or invisible. One can normally walk into SCP-055's room and observe it, think about it, write notes, sketch, take photos, and even video
, there are a large number of such records in the file, however, surveillance personnel said that after such observation, the information will quickly flow out of people's minds.
When personnel are sent to describe SCP-055, they will feel disoriented and quickly lose interest in the task; when personnel are dispatched to sketch a photo of SCP-055, they will not be able to remember what the photo looks like, and
People observing CCTV images become exhausted and lose relevant memory for approximately an hour.
It is unknown who authorized SCP-055 to be sealed in such a room, why it was built, and why it was built in this way.
Although SCP-055's chamber is easily accessible, no one has any knowledge of SCP-055.
All of these situations are periodically discovered by random file readers, alerted by many people, and then only last for a few minutes before people quickly forget about them.
There are a large number of scientific records and files about SCP-055, but there is no way to study it. The Foundation has planned to destroy SCP-055 more than once, or move it to another location, but for unknown reasons they have failed.
SCP-055 could be seriously harmful, and could have killed thousands of people, but we wouldn't know it. It's obvious that it would have horrific memetic/psychotropic effects, so we'll refer to it as
Defined as keter level.]
[Document #055-1: Analysis of scp-055——
The author of the document believes that SCP-055 was never actually captured, but was either voluntarily contained, or was 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.
Second, silently observe or interfere with other SCP areas.
Third, silently observe or interfere with the human world.
Fourth, silently observe or interfere with other SCP objects.
Five, observe silently, or interfere [data shielded].
Any action taken against this potential threat seems to be meaningless, at least theoretically unfeasible.] (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!
