Behind the monitoring screen, the researchers who were watching the situation inside fell silent.
They expected that SCP-682 or whoever might appear, but when it happened, they couldn't help but whispered to each other. Several containment experts began to work hard to prepare for SCP-682 to break through the protective measures.
You are already dead.
SCP-682's eyes, no matter which angle you look at from above or below, can only reveal such a meaning.
After all, it rested for a short period of time, and its physical strength was not comparable to that after eating a large amount of food, but it was considered to have recovered a little. Only the bone was bitten off, and now with the sound of the neck bone healing, the Immortal Lizard's eyes were filled with fierce light, staring viciously at the guy who dared to bite its head.
—Small man, I can't do anything else, and I can't deal with you? !
With a roar full of hatred, the Immortal Lizard swept across with its tail and hit Fernand's calf!
When the same clear snapping sound came to her ears, Lin You had already found a chair by the side of the square table and sat down, only regretting that there were no melon seeds on the table.
She waited for them to fight slowly.
Fernand, who was still full of disgust just now, hugged his calf and let out a wail. He jumped twice on the spot, obviously unable to stand still. He has always paid attention to etiquette, and now he doesn't care about being polite.
Just look into the eyes of this lizard and you will understand that today you really have to fight to the death!
Holding the idea of "If you can bite it off once, there will be a second time", Fernand's blood surged, and he rushed towards it again with his well-developed jaw!
This picture is a bit familiar.
Lin You thought to herself.
Reminds her of a mannequin in heaven.
Thinking of the fate of the fashion model, she seemed to have a premonition—
really.
There was a heavy and muffled "plop", and it wasn't the Indestructible Lizard that fell to the ground. Instead, Fernand was firmly pressed to the ground. It was the first time he met an opponent whose strength was stronger than his own. He was full of horror and disbelief, and there were still blood marks on his face from the claws.
In the next second, SCP-682 exposed the teeth wrapped around the edge of the mouth, and directly tore a long piece of flesh from his shoulder.
The "cannibal" is now the one being eaten, Fernand shouted. Immediately afterwards, SCP-682 spat the piece of meat to the side with a "yuck".
"Chai, your teeth are still broken."
It said bitterly: "It's really, hard, and edible."
Every word is deliberately accentuated.
Lin You: "..."
Fernand: "..."
There was even a subtle pause in howling when he clutched his bleeding shoulder.
Well, you still hold a grudge
Scolding, scolding, SCP-682 will not stop eating him because of this. It can even swallow steel and concrete to convert it into its own energy, so a mere rough-skinned ogre is naturally no problem.
However, before it could move its mouth again, a corner of the ceiling suddenly opened.
A mechanical arm equipped with a camera extended down from the gap there, and five machine guns lowered at the same time aimed at their positions. To be exact, two of them were aimed at SCP-682, and the other three were all aimed at Lin You.
Lin You: "..."
She was shot while lying down, but she was shot while sitting.
"SCP-682," said the mechanically manipulated male voice she had heard, "if it doesn't stop, you know what we'll do."
The Immortal Lizard sneered at this, and it wanted to do something that would provoke the other party, so it pretended to bite Fernand.
The foundation must also know that a few guns can't control this regenerated lizard, so the camera turned to Lin You.
"D-18987."
said the man behind.
"I'm assuming you, as in the report, are somehow able to make SCP-682 obey—"
"Well, this statement... can't be wrong."
Lin You responded lightly, and she turned to Immortal Lizard, "Let him go."
She didn't want to fall out with the Foundation with a machine gun pointed at her.
She had to find a chance to slip out of sight when the other person let her guard down completely, so that she had as much time as possible to do what she wanted to do.
Naturally, SCP-682 doesn't think it can vent its anger, but it also knows that if it hurts someone here, it will not be good for itself.
It cast a cold glance at Fernand below him, and deliberately stepped on his face several times before walking away.
On the other end of the surveillance, the researchers watched the Immortal Lizard disappear from the screen.
"… what happened?!"
"Can you control the existence of SCP-682? It is still very obedient?"
"Shh," someone stopped, "Go ahead and watch."
The calf was broken, and a large piece of flesh was torn off from the shoulder. Even Fernand the "Cannibal", who was too strong and strong, could only press the wound and groan loudly.
Lin You thought for a while, but she didn't move.
This combat power is less than half of SCP-682, and the setting of cannibalism is also the same as that of Granny Yaga - she has more ability to use hair to hallucinate than him, so it seems useless to ask him.
She also picked it up.
If the Immortal Lizard was still there, he would probably have to bear the burden of being regarded as a combat unit.
Two minutes after SCP-682 returned to the illustration book, it confirmed that the situation would not get out of control, and the metal door opened in an uproar.
Several members of the explosion-proof team were fully armed and rushed in carrying a large stretcher, which was about to lift Fernand up.
What they are adhering to is not "execution", although sometimes they let SCPs contact each other to do some experiments, in order to obtain more data on the contained objects.
"D-18987."
Hearing the researcher in a white coat at the door calling her, Lin You also walked over with a smile.
"What do you want me to do?" She asked proactively.
... The attitude is really good.
The doubts that arose in the researcher's heart couldn't help but dissipated. The girl looked harmless to humans and animals, even if she saw her commanding SCP-682 with her own eyes—
"Don't worry," Lin You noticed that the security personnel behind her were still watching her movements from time to time, laughed again, and said half-truthfully, "I won't be able to call it out again in a short time."
Her words were like a powerful reassurance, let alone an extra sentence.
"I heard that you can enter the containment room, do you want to go there now?"
There was no word or deed beyond the performance of the "Safe" guard level, the researcher paused.
"I'll take you there now."
He said: "There will be an interview after that, and you can prepare yourself mentally."
The so-called interview is nothing more than further investigating her identity and origin, and using the method of inducing or extorting a confession to make her explain the whole story of her ability.
What is more busy now is how to properly receive the SCP from Site 19.
Of course, Lin You had no objection. She nodded with a smile, and followed the researcher out of the tightly sealed room. Just behind them, Fernandez was unlovely carried onto a stretcher.
He felt that he was very wronged, and he obviously just expressed his feelings honestly.
It's really not tasty, and it's still astringent, which makes people stop thinking about eating meat when they think about it.
... Maybe I should switch to a vegetarian diet in the future, he thought.
On the other end, Lin You followed the white coat through the corridors, followed by an armed agent.
I don't know where Iris and the others have gone, this agent seems to belong to this site. The gun was pointed at her from beginning to end, and Lin You had to be a little more careful when glancing around from the corner of her eye, so as not to let him find out.
Iris is still waiting for her, she has to hurry up.
Lin You thought.
There is a limit to obeying the foundation's orders, and it can't really drag on forever, otherwise it will be troublesome if the order from above tells Yuanyi to leave here to perform tasks elsewhere.
She has always been a person who keeps her promises, and Iris has to keep her promises.
- Coincidentally.
When she saw to the right, her eyes froze.
I really want to come here.
But this statement is not accurate, anyway, she has worked hard to observe for so long. No matter what, Lin You looked away in the next second as if nothing had happened.
"Looks like the locks are different there."
She just said: "I think you are all divided into levels. Could it be that the danger over there is higher authority to get in?"
"Don't ask questions." Immediately his back touched the muzzle of the gun, the agent warned, "Go ahead honestly."
"Yes Yes Yes."
Lin You responded with a good temper.
Anyway, she already got the answer from the flashing expression on the researcher's face in front of her.
Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at the door again, noting its location.
Since it is likely that the containment with a higher level of danger is closed behind here, she knows where she should go next.
Lin You didn't say anything that shouldn't be mentioned on the road ahead. She realized they had arrived when she was led to an iron door with a blank door frame.
The empty house number is probably for marking her future number.
"It's here."
Sure enough, the researcher said.
"You get used to it first."
He obviously had a good impression of Lin You, and the latter also smiled at him. The researcher coughs and closes the door after she enters.
Hearing the sound of locking outside, Lin You raised her eyebrows, and turned around to look at her so-called "containment room".
The place is small and simple, but it is better than the D-class personnel's cell at the beginning of the instance.
At least the bed is comfortable, and there are bookshelves beside it to pass the time—although there are only two or three books here and there.
as well as-
Lin You unobtrusively looked at the surveillance camera in the corner.
If nothing else, the camera should be monitoring her movements 24 hours a day.
But having said that, it's not like she hasn't done anything to deceive the surveillance. A certain famous female ghost can influence images with her own consciousness. Last time in "Outlander", thanks to this, she escaped from the police station quietly.
She took out a book, sat on the bed and spread it out, and estimated the time while flipping through the pages.
Minutes and seconds passed by, feeling that it was almost done, Lin You raised the corners of her lips at an angle that could not be seen by the surveillance, and an extra card appeared in the palm of her hand.
The name on the face of the card—
It's Sadako Yamamura.
The department director walked into the monitoring room.
"How was the observation?"
The researchers in front of the monitoring screen hurriedly turned around.
"The feedback is that the 'Safe' object level can be maintained for the time being." One person said, "The subject did not have any resistance after hearing that he was going to accept the conversation, and he took a positive attitude towards all the containment measures of the Foundation."
The only problem is with the displayed capabilities of SCP-682.
"We slowed down the footage from that time."
Another researcher said: "It is basically certain that the object made SCP-682 appear only by its will. The situation reported by Omega-7 is that SCP-682 disappeared after yielding to the object, which may be due to certain conditions. , enabling her to drive it to a certain extent."
Fortunately, the other side expressed their willingness to accept containment.
"Since she really has this ability," the director of the department said with a dark face, "unless specially approved experiments in the future, she is strictly prohibited from contacting all SCPs—"
He turned his face and saw a researcher trying to say something.
"What's wrong?"
The other party didn't seem to know how to speak.
"That's right," he hesitated for a while, pointing to the screen and said, "It was normal for the first two hours, but now the subject hasn't turned the page for more than five minutes."
Although it is a safe object level, in the initial stage of containment, it is necessary to observe more.
The director heard the words and took a closer look—
Not only did the pages not turn, the young woman in the picture sat motionless by the bed with a book in her hands.
He frowned, "This..."
It was at this moment that the screen suddenly changed.
Just like the poor signal that old TVs often have, jagged snowflakes flashed, and then the newly promoted SCP disappeared in the real-time video that returned to normal.
"...?!"
Instead, there was a female ghost in white with disheveled hair. She pushed back her long hair covering her face, turned her eyeballs swollen from blisters, smiled coldly at them, and disappeared in place.
Several researchers slumped on their chairs on the spot. Before they could react to what was going on with this female ghost, one of them pointed at the screen and shouted, "Look at the wall!"
A pool of sludge corroded the wall.
Seeing this, any senior researcher will know whose handwriting it is.
— "Scary Old Man".
The truth is so clear—the new SCP used the female ghost to fake monitoring, and then used the "scary old man" to escape, and broke through the containment before obtaining the serial number!
The director of the department who understood was trembling with anger.
He also realized that the obedient behavior until now was probably just a disguise for sneaking in.
Since it is the ability to control and manipulate other creatures, the other party is likely to be those SCPs who want to get close to the containment of the site. But it took five minutes for them to realize that something was wrong. God knows where they went!
"Alert level one!"
he shouted.
"Report the information truthfully and apply for support!"
Otherwise their site will be evacuated!
— In a sense, he was half the truth.
Immediately, a subordinate hurriedly ran to carry it out, and the department director was so angry that he thumped the table hard.
"Better not let me know which guy registered her as 'Safe' and who said it can maintain this level!"
He yelled, almost blinded by anger, "Otherwise they'll all be fucking thrown to SCP-682!!"
"...Well, Director," a researcher hesitated to speak, "We don't have 682 anymore."
Department Director: "..."
Gan!