readx(); Open the metal door in front of you, and you will see a room of about 20 square meters.
The lights in this room were already on, and the scene in the room was clear at a glance.
Obviously... this is an experimental "cell".
Moreover, the walls of this cell are almost filled with strange symbols and words.
Needless to say, everyone must have guessed it... Here is the cell where Dr. Andre was held in the third sleep experiment. And the handwriting on the wall was basically written by him with excrement.
"The conditions of the prisoners are pretty good..." Feng Bujue actually muttered when he walked into the room, "...they all eat whole wheat bread."
When ordinary people enter such a feces-smelling room, even if they don't vomit directly, they will at least frown and cover their noses; but when Feng Bujue came in, he took a sniff first, and guessed the food of the experimental subject from the smell...
"Hmm... Dr. Andre's hemorrhoids seem to be quite serious." After Feng Bujue entered the room, he glanced around and found that there were many dark red parts mixed in the shit-colored text, "Look at the situation , It's happening almost every day."
Tucao to Tucao, he did not forget the business.
Counting from the moment he entered this room, he had already started thinking about the third set of prompts.
"Anti-tank dog... victim... victim who refuses to sacrifice... or... run back... return?"
"For the third experiment, the first six days were basically the same as the first two experiments... unchanged."
"Seventh day... pacing back and forth... back and forth..."
Thinking of this, Feng Bujue looked at the content on the surrounding walls.
"Oh... here..." Brother Jue said, and his eyes stayed on the wall facing the door. The seventh line of text on that wall has the same symbol at the beginning and the end, and the two symbols are drawn with the same symbol. The shit is bloody.
"So... day eight... the 'four' other than the doctor... oozing... sent to the infirmary. And... day nine... filing..."
This time, Brother Jue thought for a full five minutes before he turned around and left the room.
"Hoo..." Until the time to go out. He realized belatedly, "I was too absorbed in my thoughts... I ended up standing in a place full of shit for a long time..."
Brother Jue also makes mistakes.
However, this kind of mistake will not cause any substantial loss...
...
Fifteen minutes later, Feng Bujue returned to the previous gravity sensing gate.
Now Brother Jue knows it very clearly. Entering from this gate, the area up to the No. 1 laboratory room is a corridor that spirals inward like a mosquito coil, but this corridor does not turn inward in an arc, but turns inward at a right angle.
In the entire map, the terrain of this area is also unique. The corridors in other areas are all criss-crossing, orderly, and extending to the edge of the map; only this place... has a unique design.
"I thought the hint in the document pointed to the exit. It seems that I was wrong again..."
Feng Bujue saw a row of dark figures at the intersection when he was still a considerable distance away from the gate.
There were a total of seven people standing there, six of them looked like mutants and ritual transformations from sleep experiments, and the remaining one... was Igor.
"In this sandbox completely devoid of logos and details, the system used all the resources it could use related to the main storyline to create a 'map'... a 'map' that could only exist in my mind. "
So many obviously hostile NPCs appeared in sight, but Brother Jue was still unmoved, and continued to think in his mind...
"With extremely limited resources, the system transformed the way to break through this sandbox into 'various information' and conveyed it to me."
He was getting closer and closer to those figures, and his steps became faster and faster.
"From the very beginning... the first goal of the system was not to get me out of the 'script.' It was to get me out of the 'sandbox.'"
He took advantage of the opportunity to stretch out his hands that were inserted in the pockets on both sides, and leaned forward, ready to fight.
"After seeing through this, the Foundation gave up the observation and adopted... this strategy instead."
Hidden mission completed
Cracking the World View: SCP Observation Project
At this moment, two consecutive voice prompts came to Feng Bujue's ears.
At the same moment, the group of figures guarding the front also moved.
"Huh?" As soon as those people moved, Feng Bujue realized something, "Heh... you can still learn and sell..."
He instantly judged the enemies in front of him. All of them have become "hybrid mutants" like themselves.
Obviously, after seeing what Brother Jue did, the observers of the foundation followed suit. They used the remaining mutants of the sleep experiment to perform a transformation ceremony on Igor, and then injected those mutants with vno-9. In this way... these monsters all became the same hybrid mutants as Brother Jue.
As for IQ or sanity, it doesn't matter anymore, anyway, the foundation has directly controlled the actions of these npc/monsters by means of coercive intervention. As the last line of defense against Feng Bujue, they only need to have strong strength and fighting instinct...
bang bang bang bang...
It's too late, so fast! At the moment of hand-to-hand combat, Brother Jue suddenly stopped. Pull back and roll over.
Those monsters couldn't hold back, accompanied by several loud noises... They collided one after another, some collided with each other, and some collided with the walls on both sides of the corridor.
The first round of the monsters' charge ended in a state of staggering and embarrassing.
"Very good...it's a bit of a challenge." At this moment, Feng Bujue had already thrown away the toolbox, because he already had the strength to crush the enemy's skull with his bare hands.
However, right now he is one against seven, and the individual physical strength of the seven opponents is not much different from his. In this case, it is still somewhat difficult to win, and it must rely on combat experience and skills.
Fortunately... Brother Jue has a great advantage in this regard.
Don't look at those monsters attacking fiercely and menacingly, but Feng Bujue still sprinted from left to right and dodged right and left without any obvious advantage in speed...
If you want to compare it, this scene is like in a fighting game... A group of very honest AIs with mutual injuries are besieging a master character.
"Oh... I didn't expect..." After fighting for a while, Feng Bujue smiled and said to himself, "I also have today..."
now. He couldn't help but recall the situation when he first met Mad Zunying Sword Shadow.
There is also not much difference in physical skills, and Brother Jue even has a greater advantage in terms of hard power.
However, before Brother Jue got the psychic weapon, he was still pressed and beaten by the opponent.
But now... Feng Bujue himself has become the party with better fighting skills. When he watched the group of monsters pounce on them like headless chickens, using actions and attack patterns that can be seen through at a glance, he finally experienced the feeling of being a master.
Thirty seconds after the fight, Feng Bujue saw the right moment, smashed the back of a mutant's head with a snake-shaped stab with his right hand, and successfully killed one of them.
If there is one, there are two. With the reduction in the number of monsters, it became easier for Brother Jue to kill.
Second chance, twenty seconds later...
Feng Bujue tricked the two mutants into colliding with a simple feint, and then he stretched out his arms, taking two lives lightly.
Just like that... Three minutes after the fight, there were seven opponents, only the last one left; and that... was Igor.
Just when Feng Bujue was about to decisively deal with it, suddenly...
buzz buzz
The buzzing sounded again, and the invisible fluctuations came from all directions again.
"Crazy, are you really going to kill Igor?" The next second. A woman's voice sounded. Her voice sounded like it came from far away, and the timbre was obviously sent through some kind of instrument, which was slightly distorted, "He is just an innocent experimental subject, and he is a partner who helped you survive along the way."
"Hmph... Don't you find it ridiculous to say this now?" Feng Bujue sneered, "The real Igor died as early as 1949, didn't he?" He said while fighting , "He died in an underground research institute. He became a victim of an experiment." He paused, "What I am facing at this moment is just an image in a simulated world... Whether he is dead or alive. When you close this crude mirror world, he will disappear... until you open the next parallel universe, and there will be another Igor, another Nikolai, another Andrei... "
When the words fell, Feng Bujue bounced off the wall, circled to the mid-air behind Igor, and received a sweeping kick. Kicked the opponent's head to pieces.
"Let's save it... the one who is talking to me." Feng Bujue said coldly when he landed on the ground, "If you have anything to say, we can talk about it when I get to your place."
That voice didn't respond to Brother Jue anymore, but the distortion of the scenes in the script intensified.
It is conceivable... At this time, the Foundation is already in a state of desperation, even playing the sympathy card.
...
After dealing with the last batch of obstacles, Feng Bujue walked into the corridor behind the gravity sensing gate without stopping.
With his current physical function, there is no problem of consumption of survival points and stamina points at all. Anyway, as long as he does not do strenuous exercise, even in the state of brisk walking, those two values will continue to recover at a very impressive speed .
"Blood... blood... blood... I think there are actually a few packs here..."
Two minutes later, Feng Bujue arrived in the operating room and opened a cabinet in the corner.
"Ah... it really is here."
In the cabinet, there are some blood bags. These bloods are all of the same blood type, and should be prepared for Igor's blood transfusion when needed.
Previously, when Feng Bujue was exploring in this room, he had discovered these blood bags. Considering that the blood was of a different type from his own, and that Igor's blood was already a fluorescent liquid at that time, Brother Jue didn't bring the blood with him.
"Okay, let's go..." Right now, Feng Bujue took a few blood bags, went out, turned left, and continued on.
When passing by the room where scp-1011 was stored, he still carefully blocked his sight so as not to get into trouble...
After walking for a while, Feng Bujue came to Experimental Room No. 1 again, which was the room he was teleported to at first.
After entering the room, he turned on the light without any hassle, then walked to the huge mirror, directly punctured a blood storage bag with his fingers, and began to draw symbols...
He drew a total of four symbols, that is, Dr. Andre's cell... the two ends of the seventh line on the wall opposite the door... the repeated symbols marked with the blood of hemorrhoids.
After the painting is finished, the blood in the blood bag is almost used up.
So, Feng Bujue also threw away the blood bag, wiped his hands on his already sticky and dirty clothes, and then looked in the mirror... showing an evil smile.
"I know you are watching." Brother Jue smiled, "Hehe... The system uses the example of 'anti-tank dogs' as a metaphor for your experiment, which is quite appropriate..."
At the same time as he said these words, the four symbols on the mirror gradually changed... glowing bright red.
"It's describing a ... 'humanity, pay for your arrogance' story."
The current task has been completed, the main task has been changed
At this moment, the system prompt came again.
Feng Bujue opened the game menu and found that the option to escape from the experimental base had been unchecked, and the newly appeared main task was to destroy all observation records of scp-32 in the foundation.
Almost at the same moment when Brother Jue saw the mission clearly, the mirror in front of him shattered.
"Ping ling lingling..." A series of clear and crisp glass shattering sounded suddenly, and spread continuously...
Faced with this scene, Feng Bujue didn't even blink, letting the shards of the mirror splash towards him.
As a result... those fragments all passed through his body like invisible projections, causing no damage at all.
"What is this... it shouldn't be a physical facility?" Looking at the dark space behind the mirror, Feng Bujue said softly.
Ping ring ring ring
On the other hand, the crackling sound continued, coming and going, seemingly endless.
Because... it's not just the mirror that shatters, but the entire space.
The crack on the mirror spread out and spread to the wall, ceiling, and even the ground...
Feng Bujue, where he could see, soon all shattered, and the "layers" on the surface turned into intangible fragments, scattered and disappeared, and the black space at the bottom did not have any light source... Brother Jue soon I can't see anything anymore.
Then, there was silence, and darkness...
No sound, no shadow.
However, this is not the gate of nothingness after all... At least Feng Bujue can still hear his own breathing and heartbeat, and he won't have the feeling of being spiritually corrupted.
After a few breaths, finally...
whispering sound
There was a dull sound of metal pulling and an obvious sound of air pressure valve deflation.
Immediately afterwards, a strong light appeared in front of Feng Bujue... (~^~) Please visit http://m.