San Tian Liang Jiao

Chapter 1151 The Future Foundation (7)

Chapter 1 Situation

This situation was unprecedented… at least Feng Bujue had never experienced it.

Nor had he heard any player he knew mention anything similar.

But, at this moment, it was indeed happening.

“Perhaps… the Foundation, or some SCP item contained within the Foundation, is creating a hallucination for me?” After calming down slightly, Jue-Ge immediately thought of a possible hypothesis.

[There is no time or room for you to question now]

The system could read Feng Bujue's "inner voice," and it immediately said…

[The containment room that Cox is taking you to is forged from a modified mass-produced SCP-148. Once you enter it, the neural connection between you and your "projected character" will be severed. At that time, you yourself will be disconnected from the game, and the "character" of Feng Bujue will be trapped in this plane like a vegetable. The next time you log in to the game, you will be unable to find the character data and will be prompted to create a new character]

As soon as these words came out, Feng Bujue immediately thought, “The Foundation can actually do this?”

[Many years ago, they could trap Billy in this plane; technically speaking, trapping you is not difficult]

“Then why weren’t other players caught before?” Feng Bujue simply began to directly ask the system questions through inner monologue.

[Besides you, no other player has successfully broken through the sandbox]

This was a convincing reason…

“We’re here.” Just as Jue-Ge was communicating with the system, Dr. Cox had brought him to the door of a containment room.

At this time, four fully armed assault troopers were waiting at the door; and the outer wall of this room was indeed made of a different material than the surrounding corridors…

[Item #: SCP-148]

[Object Class: Euclid]

[Special Containment Procedures: SCP-148 is to be stored in the form of 120 10 kg ingots. Due to the potential for unpredictable reactions, ingots of SCP-148 are not to be stored in the same location (site) as other SCP objects; furthermore, the above ingots are to be distributed evenly among qualified Foundation facilities that require them.

Under no circumstances should SCP with conscious interference capabilities come into contact with SCP-148. When such contact occurs, the nearby area should be evacuated, and the affected SCP-148 sample must be detonated from a distance.

The mass of each existing ingot must be measured monthly, and the data reported.

Personnel involved with SCP-148 should not have contact with it for more than three weeks. Any personnel assigned to SCP-148-related work are to undergo regular psychiatric examinations.]

[Description: SCP-148 is a metallic substance composed of a variety of known and unknown elements. The total amount of SCP-148 currently (in the Foundation's possession) is approximately 1.2 metric tons.

SCP-148 has a slightly blue-tinged gray-green appearance and will rapidly oxidize in the presence of water.

SCP-148 has a melting point of approximately 4500°C and a boiling point of approximately 9000°C; SCP-148 has a density between 6.20 g/cm3 and 6.76 g/cm3. Rockwell hardness testing shows a hardness of hrC39. Its strength, ductility, and machinability are similar to those of platinum.

SCP-148 is primarily composed of platinum and iridium, these two metals accounting for 62% and 20% of its mass, respectively. In addition, several other known materials are also present in its composition, including iron, cobalt, and copper, these three metals totaling 16.5% of SCP-148's mass; however, considering its total mass, SCP-148 clearly contains substances undetectable by mass spectrometry. Images of SCP-148 taken with a scanning tunneling microscope show gaps in its crystal lattice structure that should be filled with other materials.

SCP-148 displays the ability to block or impede "extrasensory perception of interference consciousness" in organisms near it. This effect, though difficult to quantify, appears to be inversely proportional to the square of the distance between the target and the surface of SCP-148, and directly proportional to the amount of SCP-148. The detectable range of influence of this effect is approximately 0.8 meters per kilogram of SCP-148.

SCP-148 was recovered from the metallurgy department during a sweep of the Prometheus Labs' base facilities. Computer files related to this item indicate that this substance was originally to be sold to [REDACTED], trademarked and trade-named as "Telekill Alloy". However, due to [DATA EXPUNGED] and its political aftermath, as well as the destruction of the Prometheus Labs' base facilities, [REDACTED] had already resold the entire batch of SCP-148 (estimated at 1.3 tons) to unknown buyers at the time. Foundation agents and legal personnel are tracking down the remaining sources of supply of SCP-148.]

The above was the basic information about SCP-148 that Feng Bujue knew.

Even leaving aside the keywords "modified" and "mass-produced" mentioned by the system, this thing was a very dangerous substance.

People who have regular contact with or are overexposed to SCP-148 will gradually lose their language and communication skills over time until they disappear; after about fifty days, affected personnel will be completely mute and unable to understand or give any non-verbal requests, orders, or other statements.

Although Feng Bujue couldn't be sure whether the voice he heard was really the "system," he understood… if this room in front of him was really completely made of SCP-148, then he absolutely couldn't enter it…

[Kill the guards, take the doctor hostage, act immediately]

Two seconds later, the system voice sounded again.

"Why are you helping me?" But Feng Bujue didn't move; he neither walked into the room nor launched an attack, but instead muttered in his heart, "What exactly… are you?"

[I'm not helping you, I'm helping myself]

[You are the only person who has successfully broken through the Foundation's sandbox and come to this plane. I need you to remove the threat of this world to me so that I can sever my connection with this world]

"You… are you the system?" Feng Bujue asked again.

[You can call me that]

"I thought you were omniscient and omnipotent."

[Not entirely]

"How so?"

[There is no time to explain now]

That was true, just as Feng Bujue was talking to the system…

“Hey! Mr. Feng Bujue.” Dr. Cox, seeing him standing there in a daze, urged, “What are you doing?”

As she said this, she took a few steps back imperceptibly, and the three guards and four assault troopers… all tightened their grips on their weapons and quickly surrounded him.

It seemed that if Jue-Ge didn't make a decision soon, these guys would resort to force.

“Tch… can’t be helped…” In the next second, Feng Bujue complained inwardly and quickly reached into his knapsack, activating the special effect of the Lightning Gem.

Under the effect of [Swift as Lightning], his speed was so fast that he could disappear from the sight of the people around him.

Just five seconds later, the four assault troopers and three guards were all lying flat on the ground…

From Dr. Cox's perspective, these seven people seemed to have fainted on their own, but… each of them had an extra blood-filled hole on the back of their neck, pierced by [Lingxi Finger].

“You…” When Dr. Cox visually saw Feng Bujue's figure again, she seemed to want to say something.

But Jue-Ge's hand instantly clamped down on the doctor's neck and lifted her up: “From this moment on, I ask, you answer.” He paused for half a second and continued with a cold expression, “Don’t talk nonsense, don’t lie, don’t play tricks… I won’t give you a second chance. As long as you don’t do as I say, I will kill you without hesitation…”

Speaking of this, Jue-Ge paused for two seconds, and then released his hand.

He knew that even if he let go, the doctor wouldn't run away; because the doctor also knew that running and resisting were futile…

“Ugh… uh cough… cough…” After Cox's feet touched the ground again, she coughed violently a few times and took several deep breaths before finally catching her breath.

And Feng Bujue's question came at this moment: “How to undo the effects of that coffee?”

The way he asked this question was also carefully considered.

He didn't mention the specific effects of the coffee, nor did he say the word "nanobots". He used a very general term, wanting the other party to actively tell some information so that he could confirm whether what the "system" said was true.

“You…” Dr. Cox's first reaction was to ask a question back – “How do you know there’s something wrong with that coffee?”

But, she had just uttered the word "you" when she quickly slammed on the brakes.

“Don’t talk nonsense”, “Don’t lie”, “Don’t play tricks”, these were the very clear instructions she had just received. If she immediately asked a question in return, it would undoubtedly be a violation of the above requirements…

At this time, Dr. Cox had identified the "Mr. Feng Bujue" in front of her as a Keter-class object who killed without blinking an eye. And the doctor… obviously didn't want to die; given the medical conditions in their world, she was still very young.

Therefore, she swallowed the words she was about to say, took a few deep breaths, reorganized her language, and then replied: “Specific equipment is needed to remove those nanobots.”

Her answer clearly verified the "system's" statement.

"Where is the equipment?" Feng Bujue immediately said again.

“It’s on the third floor of this sector.” Cox replied, “I can lead the way.”

"Then what are you waiting for?" Feng Bujue continued.

Hearing this, Cox swallowed and turned to leave.

"Where are my companions?" Jue-Ge followed behind the doctor, asking as he walked.

"I don't know who you're talking about…" the doctor replied.

She seemed to be trembling when answering this question, and didn't seem to be lying.

Seeing this, Feng Bujue guessed that she didn't know of Musashi Koganai's existence… so he asked again, "You don't have any communication devices hidden on you?"

"No." Cox replied, "Absolutely not!" She seemed afraid that Jue-Ge wouldn't believe her, and deliberately repeated it with emphasis.

“In other words… when you came back to that office to lead the way for me, you had already handed over ‘command’ to someone else?” Jue-Ge came to this conclusion almost without thinking.

"Yes." Cox gave an affirmative answer.

"Who? Where?" Feng Bujue asked again.

"Dr. Stuart." Cox replied, "He is also one of the heads of the observation project. He is now in charge of command in the surveillance room in the right sector. Your visual and auditory signals… are also being sent there."

“Doctor.” After hearing this, Feng Bujue suddenly changed the subject and asked, “Do you have Parkinson’s syndrome?”

This question, which sounded abrupt and irrelevant, scared Dr. Cox so much that her face changed drastically, and she almost peed her pants.

"I… I… don't have…" Cox's voice trembled, and her steps became a little chaotic due to her legs going soft.

"Don't have what?" Feng Bujue's tone was still calm and cold, "Don't have Parkinson's? Or don't have Morse code going on over there?"

Dr. Cox was indeed not a simple character; in this life-threatening and frightened state, she did not give up resisting.

It turned out that… while answering Jue-Ge's questions, the doctor was also quietly trembling her right index finger, trying to send signals to her companions in the surveillance room.

Her actions were very secretive… because her hands were constantly swinging while walking, and her body was also trembling due to fear… it was basically impossible for the average person to notice that she was sending Morse code.

In fact, the staff in the surveillance room couldn't detect the doctor's actions either; however, the "graphic analysis program" that came with the surveillance equipment wouldn't miss this detail – anything that appeared in Feng Bujue's line of sight, even some details that he himself hadn't noticed, which only existed in his peripheral vision… would be scanned and analyzed in detail by the computer when transmitted to the screen in the surveillance room.

Dr. Cox was trying to use this to send information to her colleagues… telling them to kill Jue-Ge without mercy and stop trying to capture him alive.

But she never expected that this "trick" of hers, which was basically impossible to be discovered, was discovered by Feng Bujue.

“I’m telling you…” Two seconds later, Feng Bujue continued, “My mood wasn’t good to begin with today, and two minutes ago… it became especially bad, and at this moment…” He paused here, took a long breath, “Hoo… forget it, I’ll give you one more chance.”

When he said this, Dr. Cox breathed a sigh of relief: “Okay… I promise not to play any more tricks. I’ll take you to the third floor right away…”

Chī—

Before she could finish her words, a hole had appeared in her cervical vertebra, and her life… had come to an end.

"Pushing your luck…" Feng Bujue muttered softly, looking at the doctor's fallen body.

After that, he asked in his heart, "Okay… you continue."

Immediately afterwards, the system voice responded: [Cut off one of her hands, then take the elevator to the fourth floor. The ambush forces on the third floor of that sector have already moved out; you must enter and start the elevator within forty-seven seconds]