The Black Tech Monopoly Corporation

Chapter 647: NO.646 SCP Foundation

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When Zhang Heng woke up, he found that he was placed in a special ward, surrounded by alloy walls. There was only a huge mirror on the front. The reason why he knew it was a ward was because there was a heart in the room. A defibrillator, a blood pressure measuring instrument, and even an oxygen cylinder were used. At this time, he was lying on a hospital bed, covered with a warm white quilt.

"My... identity." Zhang Heng murmured in a low voice. Suddenly, a memory that lasted for more than 20 years poured directly into Zhang Heng's brain. This memory is enough to cause any ordinary person to die of internal bleeding due to the high-speed operation of the brain. But for Zhang Heng, it was not enough.

Soon, he accepted all the memories of this body from the vast and endless ocean of memories.

However, after accepting the other party's memory, Zhang Heng's face became ugly.

Personnel classification: C-level

Title: Assistant Researcher

Zhang Heng had previously requested that quantum thought transmitters be implanted in people of higher status, but is this also considered a higher status

At this time, he has accepted everything about the person in this body. This person's name is Stephen Zhou. Like himself, he is also a Chinese. However, the owner of this body grew up in the United States. His father grew up in Chinatown. Opened a restaurant, and Stephen Zhou was admitted to Oxford University in the United States. When he graduated, because of his excellent grades and his interest in supernatural phenomena, he was absorbed into the organization he was working for. Once exposed to the dark side of this world...

This mysterious organization is a foundation, but it has to be said that this mysterious organization has a great background. Its operations are not interfered by the jurisdiction, authorization and commission of the governments of various major countries, and are completely independent from the country.

And his name is that of the famous SCP Foundation that Zhang Heng was once familiar with...

The Foundation's goal is to contain anomalous objects, individuals or phenomena, and to prevent these 'abnormalities' from posing physical or psychological threats to global security, so that civilians around the world can survive and be free from threats and fear.

What I have to say here is that the so-called abnormal objects, individuals, phenomena, etc., all refer to things that are beyond the scope of nature and science, such as... memes.

This is a noble work unit. Once you join, you will get money, status, and rights. The only drawback is that the casualty rate is a bit high. For C-level personnel like him, the casualty rate is at least 50%.

Personnel classification is the foundation's arrangement of the importance and power of internal personnel. The highest level is A-level, which is at the top of the foundation. Direct contact with 'abnormalities', such as members of the O5 Council, is not allowed at any time. Next is Class B. Compared with Class A, Class B members can come into contact with 'abnormalities' that have been identified and are not dangerous under certain circumstances. Although things may occasionally go wrong, at least the casualty rate is not high.

Zhang Heng's immediate boss, an old man with a white beard named David Copperfield who wears black-rimmed glasses and always has a serious expression, belongs to the B-level ranks, and his identity is a senior researcher.

Below B level is C level. The lowest level staff of the foundation, ordinary researchers and assistant researchers all belong to C level. When faced with 'abnormal' dangers, people like him usually rush to the first level. On the front line, the mortality rate is high.

Of course, below C-level, there are D-level and E-level. The so-called D-level are no longer human beings. They should be called 'experiment rats' or 'disposable consumables'. These personnel are from They are selected from death row prisoners or prisoners, and sometimes from refugees or even civilians when there is not enough manpower. The meaning of their existence is to conduct various experiments and have close contact with various 'abnormalities'. Therefore, the mortality rate of D-class personnel is 100%.

That’s right, that’s 100%. Any D-class personnel will be executed on the spot at the end of each month, regardless of whether they are healthy or not, or whether they have made outstanding contributions to a certain experiment. There are very few exceptions. Therefore, they are disposable Consumables are complete guinea pigs.

In addition, there is an E-level within the Foundation. This is a temporary level. When contacting a new anomalous item and may be exposed to potentially dangerous effects, it will be classified as E-level. Class E personnel are immediately quarantined, monitored, and inspected. They are checked for abnormal contamination and other phenomena, and can only return to work after a thorough examination and approval by psychological and medical personnel.

Obviously, the current Zhang Heng, no, I should say Stephen Zhou, is in the embarrassing level of E-level.

"Stephen, it seems you have woken up." Just when Zhang Heng was recalling all the knowledge in his brain, a cold voice came from a speaker somewhere in the ward.

"Professor David!" Upon hearing this voice, Zhang Heng immediately recognized that it was the tone of his immediate superior. Only he could pronounce such a stereotyped tone that was old and smelly, like a stone in a latrine. .

"It's me." The voice said without any emotion, "I think you should already know your situation by now."

"Yes, Professor David." Zhang Heng nodded with a wry smile, looked around, and finally fixed his gaze on the mirror on the wall in front of him. Obviously, it was an observation mirror. Presumably at this time, David The old man was staring at himself through the mirror with that antique look on his face, taking a clear look at himself.

The location he is currently in is actually an isolation observation room.

"So, do you have anything to say?" David's voice continued, "Three days ago, those mysterious people suddenly appeared. Why did they attack you? What did they do to you?"

What the other party was referring to was probably the group of reincarnation teams that Zhang Heng ordered Yuehua to send out before. These people completed the mission at great cost of casualties. As the target of the mission, the owner of this body can be said to be very unlucky. In the end, Zhang Heng took over his body.

However, after all, Stephen Zhou is no longer the same person he once was. Although this body is just that of an ordinary person, for Zhang Heng, how can a mere senior researcher compete with Zhang Heng's terrifying mind

"Professor David, I don't know what to say." Zhang Heng looked thoughtful. He was fully aware of the traps and inducements in the other party's language. He just defended, "I can't explain the other party's behavior, let alone know the other party's behavior." What has been done to me, I just hope that the organization can find out everything as soon as possible, I..." At this point, Zhang Heng showed a hint of uneasiness and bitterness, "I accept all the arrangements of the foundation."

Hearing this, the sound fell into complete silence.

At this time, outside the isolation room, the white-bearded old man David had closed the dialogue button. He turned to look at several men around him who were also wearing white coats, frowned and said, "How about it, I have followed your instructions." I asked you to say this, are you satisfied now?”

"Professor David, please be patient." The middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses said slowly, "I know you feel sorry for your assistant, but we are just doing a routine inspection. After all, even if there is only a trace of safety hazard, we We can't let it go. Are there many cases where abnormal leaks in the foundation have led to the destruction of the entire sub-base? We are just considering it for safety."

Another older man also nodded, "Judging from the target's choice of words, pauses in tone, and facial expressions, the target did not lie. The polygraph also showed that the target's brain wave discharge frequency was normal, unless Except for being an agent who has received resistance training, I think the target should be able to rule out suspicion."

The third man in a white coat heard the words, pondered for a moment, and finally said, "Okay, the initial suspicion can be ruled out, then the next step is a month of observation. If there is no abnormality in the other party within this month, we can Eliminate the other party's suspicion and let the target return to his position. "