Thriller Paradise

Chapter 1145: The Future Foundation is over

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According to the "system", Feng Bujue drank a bottle of survival value supplement while rushing to the connecting passage, and restored all the previously accumulated lost survival points to full up.

Afterwards, he ran all the way back to the entrance of that passage under the prompt of the system voice.

Because of Brother Jue's previous performances, the foundation did not send ordinary guards to intercept him... In their view, this kind of behavior is no different from sending him to death for nothing.

[The door of this corridor is very strong, it is recommended to call Mason to destroy it]

"Understood." At this moment, Feng Bujue basically obeyed what this "system" said.

After he answered in his heart, he immediately summoned Masun.

But seeing, the shadow of the shining golden general suddenly appeared, and he swung his saber to cut.

After a set of "Chinese Zhanwu", the metal gate in front of him turned into a pile of metal fragments.

hum—

However, in the next second, a dense laser net appeared in front of Brother Jue.

This optical network is layered, interlaced and disorderly, and each beam is moving at a variable speed; this kind of defense measures extends all the way to the other end of the corridor, let alone a person, even a fly... may not be able to fly over .

"How to do?"

[Destroy the top of the corridor, run over it, be sure to reach the opposite side within 30 seconds, and re-enter the building, and hold your breath during the process]

"Huh?" This prompt made Feng Bujue think of something, "What happened outside the building?"

[The atmospheric environment of this earth is no longer suitable for human survival, and breathing the air outside may cause damage to your body]

"Huh... so that's the case." Feng Bujue muttered, while manipulating Ma Sun to cut the iron to open the way.

It wasn't too difficult to make an opening above the corridor. After it was done, Brother Jue jumped out, and then sprinted forward above the passage. It was less than twenty seconds. He had already come to the opposite side, and then split the ceiling under his feet in the same way.

After jumping back into the hallway, he sliced through the gate connecting the other end of the hallway. And just like that...he made it back to the right half.

[The main control room is on the third floor, and the base commander has guessed your target. Right now all the troops in the right half of the base have been transferred to the third floor for defense]

"Then... approach the target room directly from the second floor, and then blast the ceiling..." Feng Bujue's mind immediately reflected the most reasonable strategy, "...how?"

[This is the best solution at present, but the upper and lower walls of the main control room and the surrounding walls are all reinforced superalloy, which is not counted as the defense layer between the second and third floors] The system replied, [It is recommended to use "Super Death Horseman's Golden Double Fist Hammer" performs combo strikes on the target area to destroy the stability of the alloy structure, and then use the technique you just used to break through the elevator car to break through]

"Yes. Show the way." Feng Bujue responded decisively without any objection.

Two minutes later, Brother Jue successfully arrived at a corridor under the main control room.

As the "system" said, all the troops in the right half area have been transferred to defend the third floor, so Feng Bujue ran all the way without hindrance.

Ma Sun's existence time is five minutes by default, and Brother Jue still has [Alchemy King's Taunt] on him, which can add a few more minutes to this time. Therefore, Ma Sun's time limit is still left at this moment, and he can continue to fight.

[After going up. Destroy the equipment in the computer room as much as possible, as long as the computer room is destroyed, the "information transmission means" between the base and the outside world will be cut off]

"That is to say... contact methods other than 'means of information transmission' still exist?" Feng Bujue asked this question. Already controlling Ma Sun, he began to "crazy" the ceiling.

[Existence] The system replied, [Those projects that "trigger the nuclear bomb attack program once the containment fails" all have independent letter sending mechanisms]

"Hmph... Got it." Feng Bujue sneered, he understood the plan of the "system" as soon as he heard it.

As long as he rushes up and makes a fuss now, cutting off the Foundation's channels for transmitting information about scp-3232 to the outside world, then the mission is basically accomplished.

Next... What he has to do is simple, just find an extremely dangerous project that will trigger a nuclear strike if it is released, and destroy its containment measures.

bang bang bang—

Just as Brother Jue was communicating with the system, Ma Sun's attack had already deformed the ceiling above his head and rumbled.

[OK]

With the system giving a positive signal. Feng Bujue stepped on the ground and twisted his body, he turned and jumped up. Taking advantage of the trend, an upward "electric light poisonous dragon drill" came.

Seconds later, he was like a humanoid rig. "Drilled" into the computer room on the third floor.

[They are preparing to send information to the outside world, please start destroying it as soon as possible] Afterwards, the system urged again.

Feng Bujue didn't need it to remind him, as soon as he got to the third floor, he put his hands on the ground, pulled away with a single stroke, and swept out a [Lan Jiao-Zhou Duan] with all his strength; then, he changed to one hand on the ground , Throwing legs sideways, turning and kicking in all directions, sending out frantic and indiscriminate continuous kicking skills like rain.

"I named this trick [Lanjiao-Xuanlianhua], what do you think?" Anyway, there was no one else at the moment, so Feng Bujue simply opened his mouth and had a conversation with the system.

[No comment] But the system doesn't seem interested in chatting with him.

Not long after, Feng Bujue destroyed all the equipment in this huge computer room... Even the automatic fire sprinklers on the roof were kicked off by him.

[The destruction was successful, the message has not been sent, and it will take at least forty minutes to restore communication] The system followed up and said, [Fifteen seconds ago, the base commander issued an order, and two fourth-level personnel were planning to evacuate this place and send a message to the outside world]

"Do you want me to stop it?" Feng Bujue asked.

[No need, as long as you trigger a nuclear strike within ten minutes, they won't have time to escape the destruction area] The system responded, [Now, go back to the second floor from the gap you drilled just now]

Hearing this, Feng Bujue jumped out of the hole in the ground with a dodge. As soon as he stood still, the next prompt came again.

[At seven o'clock, go straight for fifty meters, turn right, go straight for ten meters, then turn right...]

A series of clear instructions sounded in the mind one after another, and Brother Jue's reception and execution were also extremely efficient.

Long story short... only three minutes later. Brother Jue came to the door of a containment room located on the basement floor.

"Is this here?" He asked standing at the door, "What's in there?"

[scp-1440] (that is, "the old man who came from nowhere", this project originated from the legend of "the old man gambled with the three gods of death". Its characteristic is that it is not old or dead, but it will continue to give , things related to human beings bring death and destruction)

"He was successfully contained?" Feng Bujue immediately remembered the information of the project. And doubted.

[Yes, because the foundation of this era has analyzed the composition of scp-409; they have applied this technology to the containment facilities of some special projects, and the inner wall of the room where 1440 is held is made of 409 variant materials , to achieve a balance between multiplication and collapse effects when suppressing items]

"Then... this room..." Feng Bujue thought immediately, "At least people with level 4 or above have the permission to open it?"

Another meaning of his question is... "Should I find another high-level person now and chop off another hand?"

[No, the door of this room is sealed, and the Foundation has no plans to open it again after the containment is completed. However, there are sensors in the room, when the room is damaged to a certain extent...]

boom-

Before the system finished speaking, Feng Bujue kicked Lan's foot.

The power of his kick can't be said to be very powerful, but that doesn't matter... As long as there is a crack visible to the naked eye on the wall of the room, the result will be...

[Good job, don't feel crazy]

[The nuclear bomb has now been launched. After the nuclear strike, all observation records will be erased, and I can also sever contact with this world.]

The word "system" has just been finished. Immediately after...

[The current task has been completed, and the main task has been completed]

[You have completed the script, and it will be automatically transmitted after 180 seconds (after this version update. The retention time after the end of the single-player script has also been changed to 180 seconds)]

Finally, two familiar system voices sounded, telling Feng Bujue that his "task" in this script had been completed.

"Huh... In a sense, it's really easy to clear the level this time..." At this moment, Feng Bujue let out a long breath.

...

At the same moment, in the real Foundation facility.

Dr. Cox, who was sitting behind his desk... was also relieved.

Looking at Feng Bujue on the big screen in front of her, she showed a smug smile.

"Doctor, the evaluation of 'good job' should be given to you." Two seconds later. A colleague of the observation team praised the doctor in the communication channel.

When his voice sounded, he could obviously hear a few cheers and laughter coming from the side. It seems... The staff in the observation room are quite satisfied with the results of this experiment.

"Heh... It's okay. It's not the first time I pretended to be 'system'." Cox also pressed the button of the communicator and responded. "However... It's the first time that I communicate directly with the object like this, and say so many words." Speaking of this, she couldn't help but look at Brother Jue on the screen again, "However, this is called 'crazy' Unfeeling' player, really strong...even putting aside the stats, the head alone...he's by far the best of any program I've seen so far."

"Well, that's right..." the voice in the communication channel said again, "After all, he is the first player to successfully break through to the 'second mirror world'. I don't know if other players will do it in the future."

"I think...that's unlikely." Cox replied, "After all...the universe, or era, they live in is far less civilized than ours; on their side, even the average In East Asia and Europe where the IQ is the highest, the average IQ of adults does not exceed 110; and here... Since the popularization of gene adjustment technology, 95% of people have performed above 130 in preschool IQ tests, plus The gap in technology level and education system will be more ahead of them in adulthood…”

Speaking of this, she paused for two seconds, and then said: "And the 'unaware' in front of us is undoubtedly an extreme example. Those other than him... can't even detect the existence of the 'reminder', but he … not only successfully deciphered the 'hints given by the real system in the first-level world', but also quickly understood the 'hints given by the system played by me in the second-level world'. It's a pity...it's nothing more than that."

The doctor's tone changed slightly, and he continued with a little melancholy: "In the final analysis, there is still a gap in dimensions. When he reaches the 'second-level mirror world', that is, in an environment where "every detail is under our control", he will eventually be difficult." Escaping the fate of a marionette."

...

Obviously, at this moment. Dr. Cox thought everything was fine.

However, just when she started chatting with her colleagues...

"Heh... hehe..." Feng Bujue in the picture. Inexplicably laughed.

When he laughed, the smiles on the faces of Dr. Cox and the observers... all disappeared in an instant.

Two seconds later, the doctor hurried back to the screen, her eyes fixed on the various readings on the screen, and her hands were put back on the keyboard, ready to "press the button to speak" at any time.

"Okay, okay, I won't act anymore..." After laughing for a few seconds, Feng Bujue continued. "I've cleared the level anyway, so let's chat with you a few more words." He raised his head and said weakly, "I don't know who you are, but I know you're not the 'system'." He paused for half a second, Then, "The real system... After I entered this 'second layer sandbox', it only gave two prompts, which are the two sentences half a minute ago."

Listening to his words, the observation room, which was full of excitement just now... suddenly fell silent.

And Dr. Cox, who sits at his desk and is in charge of impersonating the system. His eyes widened too, not knowing how to respond.

"It was you who lifted the restriction for me, and you who changed the mission..." Feng Bujue continued. "I think... my performance is not bad. After reading the information of scp-3232, I immediately understood your intention of 'changing the mission', and this... has also become your capital to 'pretend to be the system'." He continued Smiled, "Heh... Speaking of which, if I can't see through the information implied in the task [Destroy all observation records about scp-3232 in the Foundation], it will be difficult for you? In that case , you have to give an additional explanation for the 'system directly ordering the player'."

Speaking of which, Dr. Cox also knew that there was no need to hide anything. She immediately pressed the speak button on the keyboard and said, "How did you find out?"

When her words reached Jue Ge's ears. It was transformed into the same voice as the "system voice", but... At this time, the doctor did not deliberately imitate that robot-like tone. Instead, he was speaking in his own tone.

"Oh? Is it Dr. Cox?" Feng Bujue could tell who she was just by the tone of her voice, "Or...in a higher world, do you have another name?" He didn't give When the other party responded, he immediately said, "Oh... Forget it, you don't need to tell me, anyway... The basis for seeing through that you are a 'fake system' is very simple-I did a test."

"What test?" Dr. Cox pressed eagerly.

"For the past ten minutes, while cooperating with your command, I have been conveying various information to you in different ways and thinking speeds." Feng Bujue continued, "However, you only respond to those who'I use language Responds to information in the form of 'completely read in the mind', but not to graphics, logical ideas, or faster thoughts, etc."

"That's all!" Cox exclaimed.

"Enough." Feng Bujue replied, "Indeed, you have a high IQ and the ability to see ten lines at a glance; your reaction is also very fast, you can communicate with me according to the 'voice of my heart' fed back by the observation program. Real-time communication, and the answers are fluent. But... you have not established a real sense of consciousness connection with me after all; the optical brain is processing all my neural signals, while you are only processing 'language signals' and 'linguistic signals that exist in the mind'... from that alone, I'm pretty sure you're not a system."

At this point, Brother Jue tapped his temple a few times with his index finger: "If it is the 'real system' to prompt me, then... heh... it doesn't need to communicate with me through the 'voice' at all, because that... too! slow!"

"Hmph..." Hearing this, the doctor also laughed, "Well... I don't know it, it seems that you are smarter than I thought, and I underestimated you."

"It's okay to underestimate me, but..." Feng Bujue replied, "You, and your colleagues, underestimated the system... or... underestimated scp-3232. This is a fatal mistake."

"Oh?" Cox's attitude was still very relaxed, and she asked with great interest, "How did you come to the conclusion that 'we underestimated the system'?"

"Ha! Hahahaha..." At this moment, Feng Bujue laughed wildly. After laughing for a while, he suddenly showed a look of embarrassment, "Doctor, to be honest... the question you asked and the tone of the question, In my opinion... they can only be described as 'reckless'."

Hearing this, Dr. Cox's expression suddenly changed.

"What do you mean?" She asked immediately.

However, as soon as her words came to her lips, Feng Bujue in the picture turned into white light and was transmitted.

Di-di-di-

A second later, the base's alarm sounded suddenly, causing the doctor to tremble.

"What's wrong?" She immediately pressed the communication button on the table and shouted loudly, "Quickly report the situation!"

A full ten seconds passed... No one responded to her, only the continuous siren beeping in her ears.

"Is anyone there?" The doctor switched to the public frequency again, and approached the communicator and said loudly, "What happened?"

Another ten seconds, still no response.

"Are you kidding me!" Dr. Cox stood up, "Could it be that everyone in the entire base lost the ability to respond to communication in an instant?" She shook her head, "No...impossible...maybe the communication system failed What's wrong."

As she thought about it, she walked outside.

In any case, now that the alarm has sounded, she has to go through the evacuation process even if she can't contact anyone.

buzz—

Soon, the doctor opened the electronic door of the office through fingerprint scanning.

However... after the door opened, she didn't step out.

Because, at this moment... There is a person standing outside the door.

It was a man in a black suit. He was thin, fair and handsome.

But for some reason, this handsome guy exuded a wretched and dank air all over his body. Even though the lenses of the glasses on the bridge of his nose glowed white, it couldn't hide his extremely unfriendly eyes.

"Hey hey... hello, doctor. Let me introduce myself, my name is..."(.)