On May 20th, Ji Thrush and others boarded the off-road vehicle arranged by Station No. 9 and drove to the occupied Station No. 7.
In addition to Ji Thrush and the five of them, there is also a five-member team named "Adversity Adventurer" from the Poseidon team and the foundation, numbered Epsilon-8, and a technical team responsible for providing communication and backup support. .
The twenty-two people in this group took four cars according to their respective groups. Ji Thrush and the others had never been able to find a chance to have a frank and honest talk with the five members of the Poseidon team.
In this way, it was delayed until May 21.
At nine o'clock in the morning, the secret service came to a short hill about ten kilometers away from Site 7.
"It can't be any closer."
The technical team found a flat and open place on the hill and pitched a tent, and set up communication and photography equipment.
"This is already the limit. If we get any closer, we will be affected by the Queen Bee's nest, and we will unconsciously want to enter Site 7."
The logistics staff began to distribute equipment while explaining.
Everyone in the Secret Service got a long and a short gun and enough ammunition, some energy bars, drinking water and supplies, and a head-mounted camera and communicator—when switched on, they were able to record what they saw in real time. The images and sounds heard are transmitted back to the logistics base.
In addition to these equipment, the logistics team also prepared a special container for each of them to contain the queen bee.
It was a cylindrical object that looked like a small thermos at first glance, called a low-temperature refrigeration bottle.
Just grab the queen bee, stuff it into a refrigerated bottle, and twist the button on the bottle body, and the inside of the bottle will quickly cool down to minus 22 degrees Celsius within three seconds, making the queen bee enter a hibernation state immediately.
After each refrigerated bottle is activated, it can maintain the ultra-low temperature for about eight hours, which is enough for them to leave Site 7 with the queen bee and return to the safe area.
"and this."
One of the support staff opened a plastic-wrapped lead lockbox and took out black metal collars from it.
"A telepathic blocking device."
As he demonstrated how to wear the collar, he explained:
"They are made of mind-blocking alloy. Wearing them around the neck can effectively block the mind-controlling effects released by most SCP items, but there is a premise - the maximum duration of continuous wearing cannot exceed six hours."
Fan Hemian picked up a collar, opened the buckle, and began to check its overall structure, "Why can't it exceed six hours?"
"Because the mind-blocking alloy has side effects."
The logistics staff replied:
"If people are in contact with them for too long, they will gradually develop some feelings similar to self-enclosed, such as emotional apathy, dislike of words, reluctance to communicate with others, lack of compassion and empathy, etc."
He pointed to the black alloy collar in his hand, and continued:
"And this feeling will increase in direct proportion with the length of contact with the alloy. Once it exceeds a certain critical point, even after the contact is lifted, it cannot be reversed."
He paused, and came to an easy-to-understand conclusion, "That is to say, in the end, it will become a severe autistic patient."
After hearing this man's explanation, everyone couldn't help but gasped.
The sister of the Fan family simply bent down and put the collar in her hand on the table.
"Hahaha, don't worry, don't worry."
As for the only beautiful girl in the team, the support staff of the foundation took extra care of Fan Hemian. Seeing her disgusted look, they quickly comforted her:
"We have done experiments with a large number of D-class personnel. A collar made of one hundred grams of mind-blocking alloy like this, as long as the contact time does not exceed six hours each time, it will not affect the user's spirit and psychology. state produces any irreversible effects."
As he spoke, he put a collar around his neck and sincerely assured him, "Don't worry, it's absolutely fine!"
The participants in "Peach Blossom Spring" each took a collar, and after staring at the Foundation's team of adversity adventurers putting it on, they buckled the collar around their own necks.
I don't know if it's a psychological effect, Ji Thrush felt that after he put on this mind-blocking device, everything around him seemed to become quieter.
This feeling does not mean that his hearing has been affected.
He could still hear other people's voices, even the volume didn't change, but Ji Thrush suddenly felt the feeling of meditating in a busy city, and felt that everything he saw, heard, and felt seemed to be separated from him by a layer of fog , seems to have become distant and unreal.
It wasn't until Ren Jianmo gently tugged at his hand that Ji Thrush suddenly recovered from that mysterious feeling.
"Okay, everyone hurry up and get ready to go!"
The staff urged them to:
"You can drive there, but remember not to get too close to the site. In addition, you must remember the time. Regardless of whether the mission is successful or not, you must return here within six hours."
He turned back and pointed to several pieces of communication equipment erected in front of the tent, and urged:
"Also, keep in touch with us at any time."
So the three teams with a total of fifteen people went to their respective off-road vehicles separately.
Before departure, the captain of the Poseidon team suddenly stopped Ji Thrush.
"Your mission should be the same as ours."
The bearded man spoke abruptly.
Everyone, including the team of adversity adventurers who were completely clueless, stopped in their tracks and focused their attention on the captain of the Poseidon team and Ji Thrush.
"Let's be honest and not speak dark words."
The bearded man with piercing eyes said succinctly:
"Everyone depends on their ability. Whoever gets it will be the one who gets it. What do you think?"
"it is good."
Ji Thrush looked straight into his eyes and nodded slowly, "We think so too."
The bearded man glanced at Ji Thrush, and looked at the baby-faced little curly hair in front of him. The more he looked at it, the more he felt unreliable, and there was inevitably a trace of contempt in his eyes, "Okay, keep your word, don't blame me later We don't leave things to you."
After finishing speaking, he stopped wasting time with Ji Thrush, turned his head and waved to his team members, "Let's go!"
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As usual, Mo Tiangen was in charge of driving the off-road vehicle.
Their destination is the west entrance of Site 7.
"Our primary targets are two SCP items in the Bate Containment Center."
In the car, sister Fan's family emphasized their action plan again:
"In any case, you must get the SCP266 Dionysus' Lamp and the SCP808 Dragon Cord as soon as possible."
This is the plan they planned based on the directory and the map.
These two items are in the Bata Containment Center relatively close to the east entrance, and they are both non-threatening gadgets—as long as they are successfully obtained, the mission of "Peach Blossom Spring" will be two-thirds completed.
Thinking of this, everyone felt refreshed.
When there are clear goals and action plans, people will always appear more motivated. Even if they are about to enter the cave full of queen bee puppets and monsters, they will not feel fear and loss.
Ji Thrush stretched out his hand, shook the palm of Ren Jianmo beside him, and encouraged the others at the same time:
"Come on, we will be able to pass the customs smoothly!"
Mo Tiangen and the Fan family siblings all nodded in agreement.
"Wait a minute."
Ren Jianmo suddenly said at this moment:
"There is one thing I must tell you first."
Ji Thrush, Fan Hemian, and Fan Luming all turned their heads in surprise, and even Mo Tiangen looked at him in the rearview mirror.
"What's wrong?"
Ji Thrush tightened the hand that was holding Ren Jianmo.
Ren Jianmo looked back at him, and said word by word: "My ability can no longer be used."
Everyone: "!!?"
Fan Luming cried out in shock: "What do you mean?"
Ren Jianmo pointed to his neck, "After wearing this collar, my ability will be invalid."
He turned his head to look at Ji Thrush, and demonstrated his situation himself.
Sure enough, Ji Thrush saw Ren Jianmo's right eye change from ink-like blackness to a light amber color, just like when he used his ability in the past, but Xiaoniao waited and waited, but did not "hear" it. Any voice in your head.
Ji Thrush: "..."
There was an eerie silence in the car.
About half a minute later, the sister of the Fan family let out a long sigh, "I didn't expect the mind-blocking device to have this problem..."
She punched the seat distressedly, "Now, at least in Site No. 7, I can't count on Mr. Ren's abilities."
You know, apart from the ghosts and monsters at Site 7, their opponents this time are the five participants who don't know the details.
The two teams have to compete for a limited number of SCP items and contain them first and take them out of Site 7 in order to complete the task arranged by "Peach Blossom Spring".
In case the two teams really fought, there was no more convenient and useful ability than Ren Jianmo's ability when facing opponents who were also human.
Originally, he could make the opponent incapable of fighting just by making eye contact, so that his side could easily gain an advantage.
However, now, due to the existence of the mind-blocking device, Ren Dameier's abilities are completely ineffective. If they encounter the Sea God team when storing a certain item, Ji Thrush and the others have no other choice except for a hard bar .
"It doesn't matter."
Ji Thrush still held Ren Jianmo's hand, "In this case, let's temporarily adjust the plan."
He said to the crowd:
"Before you know the opponent's combat power, try to avoid direct conflict with Group B... After we get the Dionysian's Lamp and the Dragon Rope, we can go to the Alpha site to get SCP1003's non-polluting herbicide."
Everyone expressed no objection to this, and took advantage of this opportunity to seize the time to discuss the details of the operation.
Ren Jianmo didn't speak any more and turned his gaze out of the car window.
He knew that this was another "world" deliberately arranged for him by "Peach Blossom Spring".
Here, his "God Said Let There Be Light" cannot be used, which is equivalent to abolishing at least half of his combat power, and also lost the ability to protect his companions.
-really.
Ren Jianmo curled his lips slightly and smiled coldly.
—There are "people" who don't want to keep him alive, and have been thinking of ways to kill him...