To put it simply, the SCP Foundation can be said to be a story solitaire for horror literature lovers all over the world.
After gathering many wonderful ideas, the setting tends to be perfected, and a complete world system is gradually formed.
In this virtual world view, danger lurks in people’s daily life. Supernatural creatures or objects may awaken around people at any time, sometimes it’s a house, sometimes it’s a monster, and sometimes it’s just a teddy Bear.
In order to protect the interests of human beings, the Foundation was born.
The foundation is not bound by any country, but has huge human and financial resources. They dispatched agents all over the world, with the goal of containing all abnormal individuals that would affect human activities.
The purpose of the foundation is to control, contain and protect. As long as it does not seriously threaten the safety of human beings, they will prefer to contain abnormal creatures by effective means rather than execute them.
Contained individuals are recorded in the Foundation's roster in turn, and given the number "SCP-XXX". Of course, the real fact is that fans in reality write their fantasy monster files and submit them to the official website. If they pass the review, their ideas will be entered into the database as official SCP products.
After gathering the inspirations of so many people, today's Foundation story system already has more than 4,000 kinds of monsters.
Not including those who were killed.
To be thrown into such a world of hell mode is worthy of the S-level difficulty level, Lin You thought.
Unfortunately, she is very interested in this. Although she has never done it herself, she has browsed through many entries and has a little understanding of the settings of the SCP Foundation.
These thousands of monsters are kept in various bases of the Foundation. Managing so many anomalous individuals—some of which may even cause the end of the world—is not an easy task, and some creatures don't live very well, trying to break out of containment every once in a while. Due to their destructive power, it is also possible to cause a large-scale containment breach.
When she met the shy "person" and the epidemic doctor at Kisaragi Station, Lin You had a premonition that the game "Box" might want to use the background of the foundation's containment failure to do something. Throw it in.
Undoubtedly, since the name of the copy is "Containment Breach", it must have disappeared on a large scale this time. I am afraid that the entire site has a problem, but I don't know what SCPs are contained here.
After careful consideration, Lin You quickly discovered the biggest problem now.
—Her card slot!
She quickly opened the illustration book and counted.
Sure enough, there were a total of forty card slots, and twenty-five were filled, which meant that she only had fifteen empty slots—
Damn it, she closed the illustrated book with a "snap", and had to choose carefully.
Her ears caught some movement, not from the outside, but from herself.
Although the clothes were changed, the backpack was still there, and the skull who woke up slowly seemed to be a little dissatisfied with being locked inside.
"Quiet," Lin You said bluntly, "I'll let you out after I check the situation."
The skull is at peace.
Putting away the unbelievably stingy illustrated book, Lin You looked at her attire again, which looked very familiar.
The setting of the SCP Foundation is completed bit by bit by the many documents on the official website, and then derived from novels, games and animations. This one of hers—Lin You twirled the corner of her clothes with her fingers, often appeared in it.
This has to mention the management system here.
The top council is in charge of the foundation, including them, it is divided into five levels: A, B, C, D, and E. But the lowest level is not E-class, but D-class personnel.
They are generally death row inmates who have committed major crimes. They are sent by the foundation to maintain and even experiment with some dangerous SCP projects. For example, let a criminal who used to be a tattoo artist try to draw 096's picture in a deep-sea submarine. sketch.
— Forty minutes later, he was angrily torn apart by SCP-096, which dived into the ocean floor.
The definition of D-class personnel is "expendable", even if they don't die in the experiment, they will be executed every month at the end of the month.
But now, Lin You knew that she had also become a glorious expendable person.
It seems that the setting of the players in this dungeon is the D-class personnel of the foundation site in containment failure, and life and death are all up to them.
Of course, for Lin You, this sentence probably has to be replaced by life and death.
She looked around, trying, as always, to find something that might come in handy.
As a matter of course, nothing.
It is really impossible for the foundation to keep weapons for the heinous D-class personnel, and even the room where they stay is only four or five square meters in size.
The cramped single bed, a wooden chair, flush toilet and stand-up sink were all she could see.
Maybe there was one more thing——Lin You reached out and picked up the document on the chair seat. It was just a thin piece of paper, notifying that she had become a D-class personnel from now on, and she was given a serial number.
She didn't care about this, and finally turned her gaze to the iron door that sealed the cell.
It stands to reason that D-class personnel will be under strict supervision, and they will be escorted by agents equipped with live ammunition when conducting experiments in the game.
But then again, that was in a safe situation, given that the entire base is probably out of control by now—
Lin You squatted down, clasped the gap between the iron door and the ground, and lifted it up with all her strength.
-Promoted.
The foundation's technology is very advanced, and the protective door went up almost silently under her support. After barely opening a gap wide enough for people to pass through, Lin You quickly bent over and quickly slipped under.
As soon as she let go, the iron door fell back again, separating the two sides into completely different spaces.
When the protective door closed again, the field of vision suddenly dimmed. Even though the room was well lit, the corridor was dark.
This long corridor was supposed to be used to imprison D-class personnel. It is not known whether the people behind the iron gates have escaped or are still trapped there.
There are too many cells, and Lin You can't check them all. She is the only one in the corridor right now, and Jian Mingjia or Geng Qinghe are not in sight, so she can only hope that she can join them in the future.
As for now—
Card pool! She is coming!
Lin You still couldn't figure out what kind of terrain this site was, so she could only walk forward dully. She had only taken a few steps through the corridor when she saw an extra shadow on the ground.
The man in the same orange uniform lay face down, his body densely covered with ears.
I didn't expect someone to be cold so soon, Lin You thought, and it's not clear whether it was the player or the original NPC.
She was about to go around when she heard someone gasp not far away.
Hearing the reputation, Lin You saw a young girl who was also dressed in orange.
The latter was staring at the corpse, but when he looked up, he saw her, and he didn't bother to confirm the person on the ground. She looked happy, and hurried over, "...you too?"
Lin You: "Player?"
"Yes, let's meet up." The girl sighed and nodded quickly, "Everyone is waiting in that office."
Hearing the word "everyone", Lin You's heart skipped a beat, thinking about going with her and seeing Jian Mingjia and the others.
Compared with Lin You, who was delayed in the room for a while, the girl seemed to have already familiarized herself with the surrounding terrain. While carefully watching the movement, she walked forward, and finally pushed open a door familiarly.
The lights in the office are brighter than those in the hallway, but also limited. There were already seven or eight people scattered inside, and they didn't care too much when they saw that the girl had brought a new teammate back, they just took a second look.
"Where's Chen Cheng?" Someone asked.
"Dead," said the girl, "is full of ears."
The person who asked the question couldn't help curling his lips.
"I remember a bear like this..." Another man who seemed to know a little about SCP muttered, "It can make people covered in ears and then die suddenly. Did you encounter that?"
Lin You glanced around, and was a little disappointed that she didn't see the two people she was familiar with.
In this case, she'd better find an excuse to act alone, and it's convenient to collect the card.
It's just... There are quite a few participants in this dungeon.
There are ten of them in this room alone. Considering that Jian Mingjia and the others were not seen, there may be more elsewhere, and the total may exceed Kisaragi Station.
No wonder, anyway, it is an S-level dungeon, and it must be easier to get out than then. If you don't line up more people, it may be all dead in less than an hour.
This office should have been left by the researchers who fled in a hurry, but now they took advantage of it—the players standing here are all D-rank.
Everyone was wearing the same orange prison uniform, and the recognition suddenly dropped a lot. And in a situation like this, there was something striking about a shiny bald head standing behind the crowd.
Although Lin You didn't want to act with them, she was curious about their plans and walked over to hear a few words.
"Amitabha." After realizing that there were more people beside him, the bald head greeted reflexively.
Lin You: "..."
Bald head: "..."
The latter suddenly realized his slip of the tongue, and Lin You also remembered half of the post he saw last time, "Could you be—"
What kind of eminent monk is that.
"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
The bald head grabbed her sleeve and hurriedly pulled her aside before anyone noticed.
"I'm used to this setting myself," he said angrily, "this is what I subconsciously say."
"So you really are the one who said in the post?"
Lin You asked curiously, "How did you get this ability?"
"Hi." The bald man waved his hand.
"I saw that post, and I didn't expect someone to mention me." He said, "I have elders in my family who run the temple. I stayed there when I was a child. When I entered the game, I read a few words in reflex..."
"Forcibly shave your head and become a monk, and you will be dressed in cassock everywhere you go." Bald-no, Meng Shao said with hatred.
He's bald and also stronger.
"You saw it too," he said faintly, "There must be a lot of dungeons this time. I don't want to attract too much attention. I'm just an ordinary bald head to lie to them. Don't tell anyone."
It happened that a teammate heard the two of them muttering, and couldn't help but turn around.
"What are you two talking about?"
"Nothing."
Meng Shao immediately said: "Let's just talk about how many dungeons this time."
"That's not it," the words immediately aroused the sympathy of his teammates, "the queue is very fast."
"Huh? Me too!"
"I didn't even have time to ask, but you are all?" The girl who led Lin You widened her eyes, "Me too, usually I have to wait for a minute and a half, but this second platoon is a bit uncomfortable. "
"Could it be so?"
After a while of silence, another teammate said: "A passing line is drawn, and all players above the passing line are thrown into the S book?"
... It's really possible.
"Isn't there no upper limit?" Someone scratched his head, "I must have passed by. It would be great if there were more powerful people around."
"Why."
As soon as they could divert their attention, Meng Shao quickly joined the conversation, "For example, 'that'—"
"'That woman'?" The teammates responded enthusiastically.
"Mysterious person from the ghost world? I've seen that post too. Is it possible that I can really meet the boss?"
Lin You: "..."
She stood with her arms crossed, looking left and right.
The question is, who are they talking about