A piece of paper floated out of the pipe, and a series of helpless ellipses were painted with red paint for makeup.
[Take it easy, I still have the head of the regiment above me, too much action will not affect it.]
"Captain?" Cui Zuojing tilted his head, suddenly remembering that there really seems to be such a person.
"Hasn't he always listened to you?" Cui Zuojing folded the paper and put it back in his pocket, he didn't mind, "In the entire pure white world, even the current queen wouldn't dare to mess with you."
"Drink, this little bastard really dares to say it." The brown bear with sunglasses and a suit and leather shoes held a teacup and complained, "I'm so useless in his eyes?"
"He's always been like this, it's not like you don't know." The clown sat opposite the brown bear, with a smile on his face that hadn't been removed, and a rather strong and huge body squeezed into the chair, as if he was going to die in the next second. To sit down the poor furniture, the radish-thin fingers carefully squeezed the teacup that was too delicate for him, but didn't drink it, "You won't care about children, right?"
"Child, when he first came to me, he was a child. Now nearly ten years have passed, why is he still a child." The brown bear snorted coldly, "Can a child do whatever he wants?"
The clown smiled helplessly. Obviously, not everyone likes Cui Zuojing, especially the head of the regiment who has been harassed by him more than once.
The head of the regiment was still complaining angrily: "What do you mean by bringing me a new member, the circus is not a shelter, isn't there enough trouble on our side! The doctor has created so many monsters, but there is no place to put them? Ah! No, I have to open up a few more venues, that mad woman is getting more and more greedy, why do you want to own so many boxes?! Aren't you afraid of being held to death one day?"
The head of the regiment paused, obviously not as angry as it appeared. He held the teacup and listened to the subtle voices in the air, and suddenly asked, "Which venues were used for this selection?"
Clown: "Factory, Space, Forest, Desert, Town, Glacier, Ruins, Vientiane World, these eight are used."
"What?! How did you use space!" The brown bear almost threw the cup at once, and his hair exploded. "You don't want people to get admission tickets, just say it! What are you going to do to kill them!"
"Don't worry, I'm measured." The clown was unusually calm, he pressed his palm down, signaling the head of the regiment to calm down, "The more this is the case, the more you can show your strength, right? Besides... and she's here. ,do not worry."
- Besides, he also wanted to see how much the man who summoned Cui Zuojing to be the master of the blood contract had.
The brown bear was worried: "What if she runs out again? Last time, I spent a lot of labor to get her in."
Joker: "She's not aggressive, just run out, and besides... it's time to make some surprises."
The brown bear was silent for a moment: "Are you so confident in that child? Support him so openly and aboveboard. If it doesn't work out in the end, that crazy woman will definitely kill you by all means."
"I don't care anymore." The clown smiled lowly, "He is the last hope. If the power of the master of time, master of space and master of body cannot bring down the queen, then the world will really be over."
The brown bear hesitated.
"Okay, don't worry anymore, I have my own way." The clown stood up, he walked around the brown bear's chair, leaned over and stretched out his hands to the little kid who was hiding behind and blocked by the brown bear.
The child was only two or three years old, with slightly curly chestnut hair and a fat face and small hands. He was hugged by the clown with his arms outstretched, lying on the clown's extra generous shoulders, milky voice. Said: "Then you have a good idea."
"Don't worry, even if something happens, the consequences will be borne by me alone." The clown hugged him and walked to the backstage, "Since you took the risk and took in me, who had nowhere to go, I originally planned to stop taking care of those things and only use The rest of your life will repay you, but now it seems that if you don't bring down the queen, everything will be destroyed sooner or later."
The clown still clearly remembers that day, when he was not a clown at that time, in the red queen's scream of "cut off her head", he held the silver moon machete and rushed towards the woman who used to be called Anna, but was swung nine times. The boy with the whip blocked it, and the black snake wrapped around the boy's arm opened its mouth with sharp teeth. He was only stopped for a moment, and there was the sound of a sharp knife piercing the human body from behind.
The blonde and blue-eyed woman smiled gracefully, and pulled out the dagger stuck in the Red Queen's heart.
The glory came, and the control of the world was automatically transferred at the moment when the Red Queen's body was powerless to fall, and she was crowned at that moment and became the new queen.
Stepping on the Red Queen's corpse, the woman who was a pilgrim threw away the dagger, wiped the blood on her face, looked up at him, but her eyes were full of smugness and ant-like pride, and smiled at the clown: " Do you want to submit to me?"
He gave her a knife.
After that, there was a three-month pursuit. He was the strongest slayer under the Red Queen's command, but he couldn't resist the sniping of an entire assassination army. He escaped from the palace to the memory corridor, passed through the Arrow of Revival, and passed by. Most of the pure white land finally fell on a rainy night, covered in blood and tattered, in a deserted alley on the side of the street.
"It seems that I have found something incredible." The passing young man muttered to himself, rolling up his sleeves, and laboriously dragging the corpse-like clown back to the circus.
The strange doctor who was covered in bandages treated the clown's wounds. It was also from him that the clown learned that he had come to the hell circus that existed for hundreds of years in the pure white world, and the young man who rescued him was never. The head of the circus who has appeared, the only head of the circus for hundreds of years.
"The hunt for you is still going on outside, you can stay, but you can't exist with your old name and appearance." When his injury was almost recovered, the young man found him and said, "Of course, if you want to leave , I won't stop you."
He clearly knew that the person who picked it up was the remnant of the Red Queen and the number one fugitive on the New Queen's wanted list, but he still gave the clown a chance to stay.
The clown chose to stay, his former master had fallen from the altar, the rules of the world were forcibly changed by the new queen, and there was chaos, and he never wanted to go to those muddy waters again.
Just be quiet until you die.
He smeared thick paint on his face, drew exaggerated expressions, wore red or black suits and wide clown suits, performed comical shows, and became a clown in the circus.
He buried himself in time as the invincible slayer, the Red Queen's best knife.
—The clown once thought so.
But what happened in the pure white world after that made him constantly shake.
Until one day, he met a young man who also possessed the power of slaughter, but at a young age he stabbed immediately.
He was brave and determined, never giving up hope even in the most difficult of times.
The fire that had never been completely extinguished in his heart rekindled again, and he became the hidden helper of the afternoon tea party team, helping them to overthrow the tyranny of the woman named Anna, who is now the queen.
Despite the ups and downs, hope never fades away.
In the past 20 years, the head of the regiment who has acquiesced to his behavior has also grown from a young man to the child in his arms today.
This is the secret of the regiment leader's immortality for hundreds of years. When his body ages to a certain extent, he will start to grow in reverse, until he becomes a baby, and then grows up again, and so on.
They gradually walked away, and the huge brown bear on the chair stiffened for a moment, with a suspicious groan from his mouth, not understanding how he was sitting, shook his head, threw off his sunglasses, and walked away on all fours.
Dong Zheng groped in the extreme chaos, trying to find the prison cell he saw in the inner core temple not long ago.
The number that was approved for release in the broadcast had already read S000005, and it was announced almost every half hour. When he saw the terrifying creature crawling on the open space outside from the corridor window, Dong Zheng immediately understood that it was probably S. At the beginning, a certain "prisoner" with a single digit number.
It has eyes all over its body, its eyelids are hard scales, it is 100 meters tall, and it has blown chains and huge iron hooks hanging on its body. .
This thing directly made his definition of aliens and monsters more tricky. Those things that appeared in sci-fi horror films were at most a baby in front of this thing. The moment he saw that thing, Dong Zheng had only one thought in his mind— This is probably the most legendary god in SCP, the mini version of "The Crimson King".
Dong Zheng quickened his pace and walked towards the end of the corridor. Most of the prisoners whose S number was released were also such terrifying creatures.
Until now, the number is only 05. According to custom, the higher the number is, the more important it should be, or the more dangerous it is.
These dangerous creatures have been detained in the prison, and today, in the so-called "prison escape", all the prison personnel were evacuated in an orderly manner, and the monsters were also released in a planned way.
Dong Zheng frowned, and probably understood the whole story-the prisoners who escaped from the prison, in the now closed prison, have become the prey of these special prisoners.
The so-called jailbreaks are actually slaughterhouses made for them.
For a prison, the area here is too large, and all the criminals who can enter here are extremely vicious criminals. Even if they become the food of the monsters, it is not a pity to die.
In this way, it is indeed a good hunting ground.
In this case, how do you find the secret letter to upgrade the ID card? It's not easy to find a good place to hide and spend these three days alive until the knockout rounds are over.
Dong Zheng complained silently, leaned over and took out an envelope sealed with lacquer from the flowerpot in the corner, and got the first secret letter he got after coming here.
The screams came from the lower floor, and there were constant screams in the open space outside. At this time, many "prey" had not yet become the self-consciousness of the prey, and were still immersed in the struggle between each other, or trying to attack the monsters numbered S. . Only the pilgrims who came in hurriedly tried their best to hide.
The surveillance cameras became Dong Zheng's ubiquitous eyes. He avoided those who came from different directions, and continued to search for the girl's room by himself, as secretly as possible.
The author has something to say: After staying up for three days, I went to have a meal after the game at 8 o'clock in the evening, then ran back to the dormitory to code words, and barely rushed out to update.
I really don't have a drop left.
Tomorrow's update can't be sent on time, so I'll watch it later tonight.
About the Crimson King:
A legendary being in scp, the entity appears to be an extremely large obese humanoid creature, estimated to be over 200 kilometers tall when erected. Three-branched horns protrude from its head, and the face lacks a lower jaw. Its entire body is covered in numerous overlapping flaky scales. Seven heavy hooks are embedded in the back of the entity, and each hook is connected to the lower ends of the seven pillars at the top of the space by an iron cable.
The related project numbers are: 231, 2317, 2783, 3150, 3514, 3838, 475.
"Seven seals, seven precepts, and seven brides, dedicated to the Crimson King."