Chapter 1 The Beginning

Feng Bujue followed the "System's" instructions, drinking a bottle of Survival Value Supplement while running towards the connecting passage, replenishing all the Survival Value he had lost.

Afterward, guided by the System's voice prompts, he ran back to the entrance of the passage.

Because of Brother Jue's previous performance, the Foundation didn't send ordinary guards to intercept him anymore… In their eyes, such an action was no different from throwing away lives for nothing.

[The door to this corridor is very sturdy, it is recommended to summon Ma Sun to destroy it]

"Understood." By this point, Feng Bujue was basically obeying everything the "System" told him.

He responded in his heart, and immediately summoned Ma Sun.

The golden, radiant spirit general shadow suddenly appeared, raising his blade and slashing.

After a set of "Zhonghua Zhan Wu" (Chinese Slicing Dance), the metal gate in front of him became a pile of metal scraps.

Buzz—

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

This grid was layered, chaotic, and each beam of light was moving at a different speed; this defense extended all the way to the other end of the corridor, let alone a person, even a fly… might not be able to get through.

"What to do?"

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

"Huh?" This prompt made Feng Bujue think of something. "What's wrong outside the building?"

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

"Humph… I see." Feng Bujue muttered to himself while manipulating Ma Sun to cut through the path.

Opening a hole in the upper part of the corridor was not difficult. After it was done, Brother Jue jumped out and ran quickly above the passage. In less than twenty seconds, he had already reached the other side, and then, in the same way, he split open the ceiling under his feet.

After jumping back into the corridor, he also shattered the gate connecting the other end of the corridor, and just like that… he successfully returned to the right half of the area.

[The central control room is on the third floor, the base commander has deduced your target, and now all the forces in the right half of the base have been transferred to the third floor for defense]

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

[This is the best option currently, but the walls above, below, and around the central control room are all reinforced with super alloy, not to mention the defensive layer between the second and third floors themselves] the system replied, [It is recommended to first use the "Super Death Ma Sun Golden Double Fist Hammer" to strike the target area in succession to destroy the stability of the alloy structure, and then use the technique you just used to drill through the elevator car to break through]

"Okay, lead the way." Feng Bujue had no objection and responded decisively.

Two minutes later, Brother Jue smoothly arrived at a section of the corridor located below the central control room.

Just as the "System" said, all the forces in the right half of the area had been transferred to defend the third floor, so Feng Bujue ran all the way here without any obstruction.

The default duration of Ma Sun's existence is five minutes, and Brother Jue has the [Alchemist King's Taunt], which can extend this time by a few more minutes, so Ma Sun's time limit still has some left and can continue to fight.

[After going up, destroy the equipment in the machine room to the maximum extent, as long as the machine room is destroyed, the base's "means of information transmission" to the outside world will be cut off]

"In other words… there are still ways to contact besides the 'means of information transmission'?" Feng Bujue asked this question while manipulating Ma Sun to start "smashing" the ceiling.

[Exist] the system replied, [Those projects that "will trigger a nuclear attack program once containment fails" all have independent transmission mechanisms]

"Humph… I understand." Feng Bujue sneered. He understood the "System's" plan as soon as he heard it.

As long as he rushes up and makes a big fuss now, cutting off the Foundation's channels for transmitting information about SCP-3232, the task is basically completed.

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

Bang bang bang bang—

While Brother Jue was communicating with the system, Ma Sun's attack had already deformed the ceiling above his head, making it bulge and rumble.

[That's enough]

As the system gave an affirmative signal, Feng Bujue stepped on the ground, twisted his body, spun upwards, and took advantage of the momentum to launch an upward "Electric Light Drill."

Seconds later, he "drilled" into the machine room on the third floor like a human drill.

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

Feng Bujue didn't need to be urged. As soon as he reached the third floor, he supported himself on the ground with both hands, spread his legs in a straight line, and swept out with all his strength a [Lanjiao - Zhou Duan] (Tempest Kick - Perimeter Severance); then, he changed to supporting himself on the ground with one hand, kicking out sideways, turning and kicking in all directions, unleashing a frantic, indiscriminate continuous kicking technique like rain.

"I named this move [Lanjiao - Xuan Lianhua] (Tempest Kick - Whirlwind Lotus Flower), what do you think?" Anyway, there was no one else around at the moment, so Feng Bujue simply opened his mouth and talked to the system directly.

[No comment] but the system didn't seem interested in chatting with him.

Before long, Feng Bujue had devastated all the equipment in this huge machine room, almost completely destroying it… even the automatic fire sprinklers on the roof were kicked and burst by him.

[Destruction successful, the information has not been sent out, it will take at least forty minutes to restore communication] the system said immediately, [Fifteen seconds ago, the base commander issued an order that two Level Four personnel are planning to evacuate this place and transmit the message to the outside world]

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

[No need, as long as you trigger a nuclear strike within ten minutes, they won't have time to escape the range of destruction] the system responded, [Now, return to the second floor from the hole you drilled out of just now]

Upon hearing this, Feng Bujue darted out of the hole in the ground. As soon as he stood still, the next prompt came.

[Seven o'clock direction, go straight for fifty meters, turn right, go straight for ten meters, turn right again…]

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

In short… only three minutes later, Brother Jue arrived at the door of a containment room located on the first floor underground.

"Is this it?" He stood at the door and asked, "What's inside?"

[SCP-1440] (namely, "the Old Man from Nowhere", this project originates from the legend of "the old man gambling with three grim reapers", its characteristic is that it is immortal itself, but it will constantly bring death and destruction to all human-related things around it that have contact with it)

"He was actually successfully contained?" Feng Bujue instantly recalled the information about the project, and asked doubtfully.

[Yes, because the Foundation of this era has already analyzed the components of SCP-409; they have applied this technology to the containment facilities of some special projects, the inner wall of the room where 1440 is imprisoned is made of a variant material of 409, which realizes the balance between proliferation and collapse effects when suppressing the project]

"Then… this room…" Feng Bujue then thought, "At least Level Four personnel or above must have the authority to open it, right?"

Another meaning of his question was… "Should I go find another high-level personnel and chop off another hand?"

[No, the door to this room is sealed shut. The Foundation didn't plan to open it again after the containment was completed. However, the room is equipped with sensors. When the room is damaged to a certain extent…]

Boom—

Before the system could finish speaking, Feng Bujue kicked out with a Lanjiao (Tempest Kick).

The power of his kick can't be said to be great, but that doesn't matter… as long as a visible crack appears on the wall of the room, the result will be…

[Well done, Feng Bujue]

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

As soon as the "System" finished speaking, then…

[The current task has been completed, all main tasks have been completed]

[You have completed this script, automatic transmission will occur after 180 seconds (after this version update, the retention time after the end of a single-player script has also been changed to 180 seconds)]

Finally, two more familiar system voices rang out, telling Feng Bujue that his "mission" in this script had been completed.

"Phew… in a sense, this clear was really easy…" At this time, Feng Bujue breathed a long sigh of relief.

…………

At the same moment, in a real Foundation facility.

Dr. Cox, sitting behind her desk… also breathed a sigh of relief.

She looked at Feng Bujue on the big screen in front of her, revealing a smug smile.

"Doctor, the evaluation of 'well done' should be given to you." Two seconds later, a colleague from the observation group praised the doctor in the communication channel.

When her voice sounded, there were obviously a few cheers and laughter coming from the side. It seemed that… the staff in the observation room were quite satisfied with the results of this experiment.

"Heh… it's okay, it's not the first time I've impersonated the 'System'." Cox also pressed the button on the communicator and responded, "However… this is really the first time I've communicated directly with the target like this and said so many words." Speaking of this, she couldn't help but look at Brother Jue on the screen again, "However, this player named 'Feng Bujue' is indeed very strong… even apart from the data, just in terms of intelligence… he is the most outstanding one I have ever seen in all projects."

"Yes, that's right…" the voice in the communication channel said again, "After all, he's the first player to successfully break through to the 'second layer mirrored world', I wonder if other players will be able to do it in the future."

"I think… that's unlikely." Cox replied, "After all… the civilization level of the universe or era they are in is far inferior to ours; even in East Asia and Europe, where the average IQ is the highest, the average IQ of adults does not exceed 110; and here… since the popularization of gene adjustment technology, the performance of 95% of people in IQ tests before school age is above 130, coupled with the gap in technology and education system, they will be even more ahead of them when they reach adulthood…"

Speaking of this, she paused for two seconds, and then said: "And this 'Feng Bujue' in front of us is undoubtedly an extreme example. Those other objects… can't even detect the existence of 'prompts', but he… not only successfully deciphered 'the prompts given by the real system in the first layer world', but also quickly understood 'the hints given by the system I played in the second layer world'. It's a pity… but that's all."

The doctor's tone changed slightly, and she continued with a little melancholy: "In the final analysis, it's still a dimension gap. When he arrives in the 'second layer mirrored world', which is an environment where 'every detail is under our control', he will eventually be unable to escape the fate of being a puppet."

…………

Obviously, at this moment, Dr. Cox thought that everything was going well.

However, just as 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 hurriedly moved back to the front of the screen, staring at the various readings on the screen, and her hand returned to the keyboard, ready to "press the button to speak" at any time.

"Okay, okay, stop acting…" After laughing for a few seconds, Feng Bujue continued, "Anyway, I've cleared the game, so let's chat with you for a while." 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, and then said, "The real system… only gave two prompts after I entered this 'second layer sandbox', which are the two prompts half a minute ago."

Listening to his words, the observation room, which was still cheering, was suddenly silent.

And Dr. Cox, who was sitting at her desk and impersonating the system, also widened her eyes, not knowing how to respond.

"You were the one who lifted the restrictions on me, and you were the one who changed the mission…" Feng Bujue continued, "I think… my performance was pretty good. After reading the information about SCP-3232, I immediately understood your intention to 'change the mission', and this… also became your capital for 'impersonating the system'." He smiled again, "Heh… speaking of which, if I hadn't seen through the information implied in the mission [Destroy all observation records about SCP-3232 in the Foundation], it would have been difficult for you, right? In that case, you would have had to give an extra explanation for the matter of 'the system directly ordering the player'."

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

When her words reached Brother Jue's ears, they were transformed into the same voice as the "system voice", but… at this time, the doctor did not deliberately imitate the robotic tone, but spoke in her own tone.

"Oh? Is that Dr. Cox?" And Feng Bujue recognized her just by the tone, "Or… in the world above, do you have another name?" He did not give the other party time to respond, and immediately said again, "Heh… forget it, you don't need to tell me, anyway… the basis for seeing through you as a 'fake system' is very simple - I did a test."

"What test?" Dr. Cox asked eagerly.

"In the previous ten minutes, while I was cooperating with your command, I was constantly transmitting various information to you in different ways and thinking speeds." Feng Bujue continued, "However, you only responded to the information that 'I completely recited in my heart in a language form', but you didn't respond to graphics, logical assumptions, or faster thoughts."

"Just because of this!" Cox exclaimed.

"That's enough." Feng Bujue replied, "Indeed, you have a high IQ and the ability to read ten lines at a glance; your reaction is also very fast, you can communicate with me in real time based on the 'my thoughts' fed back by the observation program, and answer fluently. But… you never established a true sense of consciousness connection with me; the optical brain processes all my nerve signals, while you only process 'language signals' and 'language signals that exist in thoughts'… just based on this, I can be sure that you are not the system."

Speaking here, Brother Jue tapped his temple lightly with his index finger: "If the 'real system' were to prompt me, then… heh… it wouldn't need to communicate with me through 'voice' at all, because that… is too! slow!"

"Hmph…" Hearing this, the doctor also smiled, "Okay… Feng Bujue, it seems that you are smarter than I thought, I underestimated you."

"It doesn't matter if you underestimate me, but…" Feng Bujue replied, "You, and your colleagues, underestimated the system… or rather… underestimated SCP-3232, and that 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 revealed a ferocious look, "Doctor, to be honest… the question you asked itself, and the tone when you asked it, in my opinion… can only be described as 'not knowing how to live or die'."

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

"What do you mean?" She immediately asked.

However, just as she was about to say this, Feng Bujue in the picture turned into white light and was teleported away.

Di—Di—Di—

A second later, the base's alarm suddenly sounded, startling the doctor.

"What's wrong?" She immediately pressed the communication button on the desk and shouted loudly, "Report the situation!"

A full ten seconds passed… no one responded to her, she only heard the continuous alarm buzzing in her ears.

"Is there anyone there?" The doctor also switched to the public frequency and leaned close to the communicator and said loudly, "What happened?"

Another ten seconds, still no response.

"What a joke!" 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 there is something wrong with the communication system."

She thought to herself as she walked out.

In any case, since the alarm has already 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 with a fingerprint scan.

However… after the door opened, she did not step outside.

Because, at this moment… there was someone standing outside the door.

It was a man in a black suit, he was thin, his face was fair, and his appearance could be called handsome.

But for some reason, this handsome guy exuded a kind of wretched and gloomy temperament, even if the lenses of the glasses on the bridge of his nose were shining with white light, it could not conceal his extremely unkind eyes.

"Hehehe… hello, Doctor. Let me introduce myself, my name is…"