In the corridor, the piercing alarm bells were still ringing, but the voice yelling for everyone to retreat immediately had disappeared. I don't know if that person was also running for his life in a hurry.
At this time, most of the people were desperately squeezing towards the stairs, and Ji Thrush was among them.
Because he wanted to go down from the fourth floor to the third floor to find Fan Luming, who had the weakest fighting capacity.
Ji Xiaoniao switched the communication channel to the state of one-line contact with Fan Luming:
"Xiaolu, where are you now?"
"I'm on my way to the stairs!"
Fan Luming seemed to be running too, and replied while running:
"About fifty meters away!"
From the perspective of the arrangement of the rooms, the room of the younger brother of the Fan family happened to be on a diagonal line with the stairs, and he had to turn two corners to get there.
Ji Thrush reckoned that, with his speed, he estimated that when he got down to the third floor, he would be able to catch up with the other party and squeeze to the stairs.
However, at this moment, multiple screams suddenly came from not far away.
Ji Thrush's height of 175 cm can only be regarded as just out of the "short" level for boys. There was so much chaos around him that he couldn't see clearly what was going on in front of him.
But soon, there were screams one after another, and the crowd began to push back in the opposite direction like a tide, and some people were shouting something loudly.
"Help!"
"That's the 'Nightmare Illustrated Book', it's the 'Nightmare Illustrated Book'!"
"Help! Where are the security personnel!?"
"Run! Run!"
The crowd was in complete disarray.
People seemed to be deeply stimulated by these four words, like a group of blind flies, scrambling to escape the center of the riot.
After Ji Thrush entered this "world", although he had the status of a B-level researcher, "Taohuayuan" didn't give him any knowledge about the SCP items at Site 7 at all, and he was in a hurry to escape just now, so he didn't have time to collect all of them. Read all the archives of the contents.
Therefore, Ji Xiaoniao doesn't even know what this so-called "Nightmare Illustrated Book" is, but seeing the frightened expressions of other people, it is definitely not something easy to deal with.
Ji Thrush stopped walking towards the stairs.
Amidst the screams, the crowd gradually dispersed, revealing the "something" that made everyone panic.
It was a thin man in a gray suit.
The man's face is very similar to white porcelain in terms of color and texture. The eyes, mouth and nose are only contoured, but there is no color. At first glance, it looks like a bumpy boiled egg. Only the two lips are painted with my aunt's red oil paint. , It was frighteningly dazzling.
Tao Miannan wielded a half-human tall ax that didn't match his figure at all, slashing wildly at all the living people around him.
The man's arms were obviously as thin as two hemp sticks. When he swung the axe, the sleeves of his suit would swing empty in mid-air, but the ax fell on the head of a man who was limp on the ground, splitting his skull instantly. , brain bursting.
There were corpses piled under Tao Miannan's feet, and blood flowed into a river behind him.
Without further ado, Ji Thrush drew out his own longbow, strung the bow, drew the string, took aim, and released the arrow, all in one go.
The arrow shot out quickly and hit the man's chest accurately.
Tao Miannan dropped the giant axe, slowly stretched out his hand, covered his chest where the arrow had been shot, and then fell back on the ground.
In the next second, the man and his giant ax disappeared.
Ji Thrush saw that his arrow was being inserted into a notebook with a pure black cover.
Immediately afterwards, the notebook seemed to be alive, flapping its cover and flying up, knocking off Ji Thrush's arrow, and then crashing headlong into another man who collapsed in the corridor because of being overly frightened.
In the next second, the book turned into a jelly like slime, filling the entire corridor in an instant.
Then the group of slimes suddenly protruded seven or eight tentacles, and shot towards the nearby living people - including the quarter thrush standing 20 meters away!
At this moment, in Ji Xiaoniao's eyes, time passed very slowly.
He saw that the tentacle that the slime shot at him split from the top, like a flower, and divided into eight symmetrical pieces, with jagged fangs inside, just the size to wrap a person's head.
Against this kind of stuff, arrows are definitely useless.
Therefore, Ji Thrush could only withdraw his long bow, and instead pulled out a short knife from his waist, rushed towards the tentacles that were rushing towards him, cleverly avoided the flower-shaped top, and then accurately slashed at the tentacles the thinnest.
Ji Thrush felt as if he had cut a very tough piece of rubber.
Even if he tried his best, he could only cut in about a dozen centimeters, and there was no way he could cut off a tentacle all at once.
At this time, the time gained by his dynamic vision and fast movement was also used up.
The monster was hit by Ji Thrush, and retracted this tentacle painfully, but the other tentacles had already wiped out all the nearby living people for a round.
These people were bitten to the vitals by "flowers", and they bled profusely on the spot, falling to the ground.
Only one researcher had better luck, only lost a piece of flesh on his forearm, and was screaming hysterically while clutching the wound, while stumbling for his life in the opposite direction.
In the blink of an eye, Ji Thrush understood the situation.
This monster is not something he can easily kill in a short while.
And even if he worked so hard to kill this large slime, it would probably turn back into a notebook and turn into another monster.
One of the survival principles of the SCP-like world is to never underestimate an SCP object you don't understand, and to make a guess about it, you must assume the worst situation.
So Ji Thrush jumped out and caught up with the wounded researcher before Slime launched the next attack. While reaching out to grab his collar, the other hand grabbed a steel fire extinguisher from the ground and swung it. Rounded and smashed towards the window.
In the eyes of the participants in "Peach Blossom Spring", Ji Thrush's strength can only be regarded as ordinary, but among normal people, it is already at the level of easily hitting twenty.
This building was just a dormitory for site staff, and it was only filled with civil glass. When Ji Thrush tried its best to smash it, it immediately cracked into a spider web.
At this time, the giant slime has launched a second attack.
This time, he shot seven or eight tentacles at the thrush and the researcher in one breath, and the top of each tentacles opened into a life-threatening "flower".
Season Thrush had no time to look back.
He concentrated his mind to the extreme, and during the two seconds when the somatosensory time slowed down, he picked up the heavy fire extinguisher and smashed it on the glass a second time.
This time, the glass shattered.
Ji Thrush jumped out of the shattered window with the completely bewildered researcher in his arms.
The two did not fall directly from the fourth floor.
Before falling, Ji Thrush caught the decoration on the outer wall in time and hung himself and the two of them on it.
Xiaoniao looked up at the broken window and found that the slime was not chasing him, so he said to the researcher who was rescued by him:
"Well, you can grab that rail yourself, can you?"
The researcher nodded with dull eyes, hugged the railing with his uninjured hand, wrapped his legs around it, and hung on it like a koala.
His brain is still in a state of being almost shut down due to excessive shock, and he feels like the person rescued by Kuaiyin in the movie. His eyes can't keep up with the speed of the other party. Before he had time to despair, he had already narrowly escaped death.
As a staff member of the SCP Foundation, this researcher is in daily contact with things that cannot be judged by common sense.
It's just that he never knew that there was another character in their site who could have such a speed, and from the looks of his clothes, he was actually a researcher like himself!
"Little bird, how are you doing?"
At this time, Fan Luming's voice came from Ji Thrush's headset, with a very anxious tone.
"I met a monster, and I still don't know what it is."
Ji Thrush said, "Where are you now?"
"Almost on the stairs."
Fan Luming replied, "There are about twenty meters left."
"Okay, you stand still."
Ji Thrush said, "Stay away from the window."
Fan Luming on the other end of the call: "???"
After more than ten seconds, he understood what Ji Xiaoniao meant.
Because Ji Thrush smashed the window glass on the third floor by copying the field work hammer—a one-time prop he bought in "Peach Blossom Spring"—and turned into the corridor from the window.
"Wow!!"
The third floor was not attacked by monsters. At this time, there were still many site workers who were fleeing. They were shocked when they saw someone breaking the glass and jumping in from the outside.
"Little bird?"
Ji Thrush's landing point was less than five meters away from Fan Luming, so he hurried over, "What happened?"
"Go!"
Under the astonished eyes of others, Ji Thrush took Fan's brother's arm and ran towards the stairs, "We're running out of time!"
At the same time he said this, the researcher who had just been rescued by Ji Xiaoniao also crawled in through the broken window with clumsy movements.
He clutched his wounded arm and cried out:
"It's the 'Nightmare Illustrated Book'! We met the 'Nightmare Illustrated Book' just now!!"
His words were like a drop of boiling water falling into boiling oil, and everyone was fried.
"Mom, what's going on!?"
"Isn't 104 the containment breach?"
"How could even the 'Nightmare Illustrated Book' come out?"
"Go! Go!!"
"Where are the security personnel? Why haven't the security personnel arrived yet!?"
Obviously, the words "Nightmare Illustrated Book" are familiar and extremely scary terms to the staff at Site 7.
Ji Thrush has seen the difficulty of that thing with his own eyes, and Fan Luming, such a clever and talented student, would not waste time on meaningless questions at the critical moment of escaping.
The two squeezed through the crowd, went downstairs two steps at a time, and came to the exit of Area C.
At this time, a team of six armed security personnel had arrived and was guarding the door, trying to evacuate the people who had escaped from the building.
"This way!"
One of the leaders shouted:
"Everyone go to the parking lot in Area C! There will be a car there to pick you up!"
However, he was interrupted only halfway through his speech.
A notebook with a black cover fell from the sky like a crow spreading its wings, and flew straight down, hitting the security captain on the back of the head.