Chapter 854: The ultimate rescue (3)

Translator: 549690339 

As someone who had a better understanding of the setting of the SCP Foundation, after Feng bujue heard the broadcast, he immediately understood many things.

First, it was the “Dim-Sector”. As far as brother Jue knew …[Sector] meant “a large facility with many special functions, usually used to place Safe and Euclidean SCPs”.[Dim] was the abbreviation of dimmenal. The prefix indicated that “the Golden Foundation facility is used to study and isolate those with special spatial abilities, such as SCP items that can jump and distort ordinary s.p.a.ce.”

From this keyword, two points could be understood: First, the scale of the base must be very large. Secondly, this base contained at least one spatial-type SCP project.

Secondly, the sentence “multiple containment measures have failed and casualties have been reported”… Was undoubtedly a very clear hint.

Obviously, in addition to SCP-173, there were at least two other SCP-projects in the facility that went out of control. The power outage just now was most likely caused by the loss of control of other projects. And the chain reaction caused by this incident was hard to predict … Who knew how many of the SCP projects would fail because of that one-second power outage?

“As expected … It’s so different from that game …” Feng bujue mumbled to himself after running down the corridor for some time.

The ‘that game’ he was referring to was a doujin game that was made more than forty years ago (in brother Jue’s era),’scplegend 173′. Although the game was a sincere masterpiece, it was still a low-cost game, so it was relatively “simplified” in various ways.

Whether it was the details of the environment, the size of the map, the number of NPCs, the number of SCPs, the overall difficulty, or the plot … The world of SCPs created by Thriller Paradise’s “system” was obviously much larger and more complicated.

“Phew … I’ve finally found it …” After running down the corridor for a full five minutes, Feng bujue finally reached the stairwell.

Along the way, there were more than a dozen forks in the corridor, and there was a sign at the corner of each fork. There were also many arrows in the corridor that showed the direction of the stairs, so brother Jue could not have gone the wrong way.

“Speaking of which, this base is a little too big …” Brother Jue panted as he walked to the electronic door at the stairwell.”From the lab where SCP-173 is locked up to this stairwell … The straight line distance is more than 360 meters. Moreover, the signs of the forks on the road indicated that … At the end of each road, there was a s.p.a.ce to accommodate the SCP project. With this calculation … A conservative estimate of the area of this floor is at least tens of thousands of square meters …”

He mumbled as he pressed a red b.u.t.ton next to the electronic door.

Wuwuwuwu

After a buzz, the door opened, revealing the stairs behind. The lights in the stairwell were also red, exactly the same as the lights in other places.

At that moment, a few researchers in white coats ran down the stairs from the upper floor. When they walked past brother Jue, they only glanced at the cla.s.s D armed man with a panicked expression and did not say anything. It seemed that … Compared to the armed criminals in close proximity, there was something else that scared them more.

“Is the emergency shelter below us?” Feng bujue came up with this conclusion based on the movement of these people.”Hmm … That’s right. Once some of the projects are out of shelter, they will have to be dealt with by a strategic nuclear strike. It is meaningless to escape from the ground or the air. The only way to survive is to hide underground.”

Just as he was thinking, the electronic door behind him opened again. A second later, a researcher ran out of the door and rushed downstairs.

“Hey!” Seeing that, Feng bujue immediately went up to grab the man. He pointed the gun at the man and asked,”is the emergency shelter down there?”

“Y-yes.” The researcher looked at the muzzle and replied nervously.

“Where are the anatomous projects in this base?” Feng bujue asked again.

“Uh …” The other party obviously hesitated.

Tututututututu

Feng bujue raised the gun and fired a few shots at the ceiling. Then, he pointed the gun at the man’s chest.””I hope you can understand … Under the current circ.u.mstances, I have the courage, the ability, and the reason to do anything.”

The researcher swallowed his saliva and looked at the stairs leading to the upper and lower floors. After making sure that there was no one nearby, he lowered his voice and said,””I can’t access Project anatolus with my authority. There are many areas in the base that I can’t go to … What I can tell you is that … The thing you are looking for should not be in the first, second, and fourth floors underground.”

Before he could finish his sentence, he heard a strange sound coming from the other side of the electronic door.

“It’s coming!”The researcher immediately exclaimed in shock. Run quickly! Otherwise, you’ll die too!”

When Feng bujue heard that, he released the man and moved the gun away. The researcher ran down the stairs without looking back.

Brother Jue, on the other hand, stood where he was calmly and read,””Tsk … What’s there to be afraid of?” He looked at the closed electronic door behind him.”It’s not like it can open the door by itself.”

Feng bujue knew very well that the ‘Zi Zi’ sound was the sound of the SCP engine 173’s body rubbing against the wall, but it did not have the intelligence to’ press the switch ‘.

“Let me see … This is …” As he spoke, he moved his eyes to the sign next to the electronic door and saw the words [B2].”Oh … Is this the second underground floor …” As he spoke, his mind was racing, and the signs beside the fork just now flashed in his mind.”Well … This floor does contain all known SCP projects, there is no Anomalous …”

As he thought about it, he began to walk down.

After walking up dozens of steps and turning 180 degrees, he arrived at the electronic door [b3] on the third underground floor.

However … There was no protruding red b.u.t.ton on the side of the gate. Instead, there was a card reading device.

Hmm … Should we wait and see … Feng bujue thought. If the people on this floor have not left yet, then I just need to stand here and wait for a while, and someone will open the door from the inside. Then, I used my gun to force the other party to hand over his access card and enter this level …”

In the end, he only waited for two seconds before he gave up on this thought, because … In those two seconds, he heard a buzzing sound.

The sound came from above, which meant that the electronic door on the [B2] floor had been opened.

But … After the door was opened, there was no other movement …

No footsteps, no breathing … There was nothing.

Feng bujue soon realized something. He turned around abruptly, and his eyes widened.

At the same time, scpnovel 173 appeared in front of him. The distance between them was less than a meter.

“Ha …” A normal person would have jumped up in shock when they saw this, but Feng bujue could still laugh.”If I had turned back half a second later, I’m afraid my neck would have been broken …” Feng bujue said in a relaxed tone. With his ‘eyes’ on SCP-173, he walked around the man and slowly walked up the stairs.

When he turned the corner of the stairs, although he did not blink, he still lost sight of SCP-173.

At that moment, brother Jue did not hesitate to turn around and glare. As expected … 173 teleported behind him and was once again ‘stared’ at.

“Sigh … I don’t know what’s going on, are all the people in B2 dead? How did you end up here?” Feng bujue stared at the man and reached behind him to touch the b.u.t.ton for the electronic door.

After the door opened, he walked back to the corridor of B2. He only blinked when the electronic door closed automatically and blocked his vision.

Then, he stood in place and waited for a while, listening attentively … This time, there was no sound from the other side of the door, and the “Zi Zi” sound did not sound again.

“This guy …” Feng bujue quickly came up with a conclusion.”He probably hit the b.u.t.ton by accident when he was ‘climbing the wall’.”

His guess was right. Unit 173 would not take the initiative to “press” the switch on the electronic door. The opening of the door just now was a complete coincidence.

“No matter what, it won’t be able to catch up to us for the time being …” A few seconds later, Feng bujue left the door and slowly walked down the corridor.”I’ll just walk around this floor.”

His strategy and actions were always calm and reasonable …

If it was someone else who had to deal with the sudden accident in the stairwell just now … They would probably have died, but he had handled it in an orderly manner.

First of all, he didn’t follow his usual train of thought to “go down” but chose to turn back.

He didn’t know if the door at B4 was a b.u.t.ton or a card reader. If he had to use the card to enter that floor, he would have to go down another floor. However, he didn’t know what was going on at B5. It must be noted that … In the stairwell, every time they moved a floor, they would inevitably cause the enemy to disappear from their line of sight once. And every time they lost sight of the enemy, the player would face a fatal threat. To minimize this risk, brother Jue had returned to B2.

Secondly, the other reason Feng bujue returned was that he had already memorized the ‘signs’ on both sides of the three hundred and sixty-meter corridor. Therefore, he could be sure that other than 173, there were no other particularly threatening projects on B2 (as long as he didn’t actively provoke them).

All in all, all his actions … Were done after calm thinking and weighing the pros and cons.

In this dangerous situation, Feng bujue displayed a skill that was enough to shock the onlooker.

…………

Three minutes later, Feng bujue arrived at the staff breakroom in B2.

Although it was a staff lounge, there was also an SCP project here.

“Project number: SP 294

[Target level: Euclidean]

[Special management Protocol: for project SCP-294, no standard special suppression measures are recorded. However, only people with a security clearance level of Level 2 or above were allowed to come into contact with it. SCP-294 was currently stored in the staff breakroom on the second floor, guarded by two guards with level 3 security permits day and night. [A safety permit is required to make contact with it.]

[Description: Project SCP-294 looks like an ordinary coffee vending machine. The only significant difference is that it has a touch screen for input, and its key layout is consistent with the Curtis keyboard (the standard keyboard we are using now).

After inserting a 50-cent coin into the slot, SCP 294 would signal the user to enter the name of any liquid on the touch pad. [After the input is completed, the machine will produce a standard 12-ounce paper cup and fill it with the specified liquid.]

[ 97 tests … Including water, coffee, beer, soda, and other beverages; Non-consumer goods such as sulfuric acid, scrubbing liquid, and engine oil; There were also substances that did not usually exist in liquid form, such as nitrogen, iron, and gla.s.s … All of them were successful. [However, the tests on solid objects such as diamonds ended in failure. It seems that SCP-294 can only output substances that can exist in liquid form.]

[It is worth mentioning that after using it for about 50 times, the machine will no longer respond to commands. However, after 90 minutes,”it” seemed to be able to replenish its stock. [Another interesting thing is that many of the corrosive liquids that should have corroded ordinary paper cups seem to be useless against the cups distributed by the machine.]

“Ah-ha!” When brother Jue saw the coffee machine, he smiled with excitement.

However, he did not rush to use the machine. His first priority … Was to search the pockets of the corpses in the room.

After Feng bujue returned to B2, he found many dead bodies in the corridor, and for these dead bodies … He treated them equally. Whether it was the researchers, the security guards, or the D-cla.s.s personnel, they had all been searched.

Although these people had limited items on them, they still managed to gather a lot of resources.

For example … A level 3 pa.s.s, 50-cent change, a pistol, pistol ammunition, submachine gun ammunition, a radio, and so on.

In short, it would be a waste not to take these things …

“Okay, it’s better than nothing …” When Feng bujue walked to the coffee machine, he counted how many fifty-cent coins he had.”Three will do …”

In fact, he was lucky to find three of these coins. Cla.s.s D’s usually carried nothing on them, while the personal items of researchers and security personnel were stored in a storage room in the facility. People who would bring “change” into the experimental area were mostly careless and forgot to empty their pockets.

“Then … The first cup …” Feng bujue tossed in a coin-and after seeing the notification, he quickly typed a sentence on the keyboard.

It had to be explained here … The things that could be produced by SCP294 were not limited to human creations, and might not even be limited to human cognition.

For example, there was once a Special Agent of the foundation named Joseph who entered the command “one cup of Joe” because he was joking with his friend. Not long after the selection was confirmed, the agent became drenched in sweat, complaining that he was dizzy and soon fell to the ground …

After transferring him to the infirmary, the medical team took the contents of the cup distributed by project SCP-294 and found that it was a mixture of blood, flesh, and other body fluids. It was a terrible stench. The most disturbing thing was that the test showed that the DNA sequence of the tissue sent out by project SCP-294 was exactly the same as Joseph ‘s.

There were many such examples and experiments … Commands such as “a cup of music,””my life,” and “give me a surprise” had all been responded to by the coffee machine, although some of the experimental results were not good …

Of course, Feng bujue knew all of that, which was why he had typed in ‘a cup of Woody’.

Weng, Weng, Weng, Weng, Weng

After receiving brother Jue’s order, the coffee machine started to rumble and shake …

This process lasted for about 20 seconds. Following that, a message appeared on the tablet of the SCP-294.”Hehehe …”

“Tsk … Did it fail?” Feng bujue said unhappily.”But shouldn’t it be displayed as ‘outside the range’ when it fails? what is this ‘hehehe’ thing?”

Despite his disappointment, he still inserted a second coin and put in [a gla.s.s of liquid that can make SCP-173 unable to move without being looked at].

Some might ask, why did brother Jue not just inject the ‘liquid that can kill SCP-173’? Of course, there was a reason for this, because … He remembered that there was a record in the relevant Appendix of scpnovel 294:

Appendix [SCP 294y]: The computer record on the SCP public server showed that the researcher had typed “something that can destroy SCP-682.” The video recording he found showed a stream of dazzling liquid flowing into the cup. The light kept increasing until the camera could no longer record it. At the same time, all communication with the facility was cut off. The conclusion of the investigation was that the station had been completely vaporized, and the ruins were only left with a small cl.u.s.ter of trees surrounding SCP 294. Therefore, SCP 294 was quickly transferred to another monitoring station and placed under the same management regulations. The information of the incident was only open to level O5 personnel. Any further experiments involving SCP 682 are prohibited. Violators will be downgraded to Cla.s.s D.

The above Appendix was a b.l.o.o.d.y lesson …

Perhaps 173’s hostility toward humans and intelligence were not as exaggerated as 682 ‘s, but in terms of strength, it might not be any weaker than the latter. Feng bujue guessed that … If he created a liquid similar to the one from that incident, even if he did not evaporate the entire base, he would not be able to survive it if he only vaporized a room. Therefore, he used a safer and more secure method.

Weng, Weng, Weng, Weng, Weng

The machine soon rang again. Not long after, a paper cup fell from the machine and a small cup of liquid was poured into the paper cup.

“Hiss~it’s done!” Feng bujue picked up the gla.s.s and placed it on the table in the resting room.”This is good. We’ll find room 173 and splash it in its face.”

After putting down the paper cup, brother Jue returned to the machine and inserted the third coin.

If the liquid that the second coin specified could not be produced, Feng bujue’s backup plan was …’A liquid that can make my neck unbending’ or ‘a liquid that can make me unblinking forever’. But now, he had obtained something that could suppress 173, so he had another great opportunity to try.