"Phew … I thought I was dead for sure." After Feng Bujue put down his pen, he slumped into his chair. "In the end … I wasn't judged as AFKing, and no monster came to mess with me in the past three hours …" He mumbled to himself as he looked at the papers in front of him. "It feels like … this is a blessing in disguise."
Indeed, for Feng Bujue, who had not written for a few days, the content he wrote in the past three hours was a waste of time. With his memory, it would not be difficult for him to rewrite the draft he wrote here after going offline. He could even proofread and edit the draft while he was rewriting.
"How about … I go and take a look at 'it' again?" That was the thought that crossed Brother Jue's mind.
However, after some consideration, he gave up on the idea.
The attack three hours ago was unexpected and impossible to guard against. However, if he were to look at the statue again, it would be obvious that he was doing it on purpose. Brother Jue deduced that if he really did that, the second attack would most likely trigger an AFKing evaluation.
"Hmm … I should ignore it for now and explore the plot." Feng Bujue made up his mind. "After all, as long as I know the theory behind the SCP project, I should be able to guard against it …"
Obviously, Brother Jue already knew the truth about the statue. When he saw the words printed on the base of the statue, a piece of information automatically appeared in his memory …
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[Project Code: SCP-1011]
[Project Grade: Safe]
[Special Containment Measure: SCP-1011 is placed in Hall-07 of Site-45. The entrance is guarded by two guards 24/7 to prevent SCP-1011 from being removed. The monthly executions of D-grade personnel working in Site-35 will be postponed until the organization fully understands the effects of SCP-1011. The substance produced in the experiment seems to lack abnormal properties. Application for non-critical applications will be approved according to document CSG-0371-N.]
[Description: SCP-1011 is a statue about two meters tall and weighs about 4,200 kilograms. It depicts a worker whose head has been replaced with various tools. The pedestal is engraved with the words "Talent is the most important factor in production" and the year "1927".]
[Material analysis shows that the composition of this project is ordinary scrap steel and contains 2.3 wt% carbon.]
[The abnormal property of SCP-1011 will take effect when it is seen by a human tester. The human tester must perform no less than three hours of productive labor after seeing the item. The effect will gradually increase as it is further exposed to the item. Preventing exposure to SCP-1011 seems to be enough to stop the test subject from being affected.]
[Currently, the degree of influence has been divided into four stages.]
[In Phase 1, the tester (referred to as SCP-1011-1) will show an increase in morale and satisfaction. They will volunteer to work overtime and focus on their work goals. At this stage, SCP-1011-1 will stop all activities except for work, sleep, and the satisfaction of basic physiological needs.]
[Approximately [DATA BLOCKED] After a month, SCP-1011-1 will show a tendency to be unwilling to use personal safety equipment … such as helmets, gloves, or safety goggles. At this time, it can be confirmed that SCP-1011-1 has entered Phase 2. When asked, SCP-1011-1 will say that these tools are 'unnecessary' and 'restrictive.' At this stage, SCP-1011-1 will gradually give up on using tools and prefer to use their own bodies to complete their work … even if there is a risk of minor injuries. This stage will last for at least (DATA BLOCKED) months.]
[Phase 3 can be confirmed by SCP-1011-1 suffering from insomnia. The testers will gather together and stare at SCP-1011 to replace sleep. They will stare at the item for a long time without moving for an average of three hours per day. The effect of Phase 2 will also be strengthened in this stage, evolving into "completely abandoning the use of tools and machines". They will actively use teamwork to replace the work of machines with humans. At this stage, SCP-1011-1's body will start to transform into a form that can facilitate their work goals and ignore pain. The duration of this stage has not been confirmed.]
[In the only known record, the situation caused by SCP-1011 has entered Phase 4 – the final stage. At this stage, SCP-1011-1 will use each other as production materials, causing the affected factory's population to sharply decrease. Although the foundation has conducted a large number of experiments to find the conditions that may trigger this stage, their attempt to induce the final stage among the D-grade personnel of Site-35 has not been successful.]
[Recovery Record: On the [DATA BLOCKED] month [DATA BLOCKED], 1947, in front of the [DATA BLOCKED] steel mill (now Site-35) in the RSFSR (Russian Soviet Federative Socialist Republic) of the Soviet Union, an official inspected the mill as part of a major award process in order to recognize the mill for its long record of being among the best in the world in terms of output. At this time, SCP-1011 attracted the foundation's attention. Even so, before the foundation attempted to take it in, the GRU (Soviet Army General Staff Intelligence Headquarters) special agent "P" (Psychotronics — Parapsychology) took the initiative to designate the entire factory as a restricted area, and then the Phase 4 phenomenon occurred.
After the collapse of the Soviet Union in 1991, the foundation's special agent used the name of the foundation's subsidiary company to purchase the closed and sold factory from the Russian Federation for (REDACTED) USD. They then built Site-35 around it.]
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Feng Bujue clearly remembered the description of this SCP project. If he didn't remember it clearly, then this chapter might be missing a few hundred words, and that was not a situation I wanted to see.
Okay … Let's get back to the topic …
According to the detailed information of this SCP project (the information listed above has been revised and simplified by me), SCP-1011 appeared in the Soviet steel mill at the end of 1944. Earlier that year, the Wehrmacht (Nazi Wehrmacht) bombed the factory. After the bombing, people found the statue in the old warehouse of the factory, and the storage, transportation, and reservation records of the statue could not be found.
After that, three years passed … until one month in 1947, the statue was taken over by a Soviet special agent. From that point in time until the end of the Cold War, the statue's whereabouts were a mystery.
Feng Bujue went through all the information in his mind and came to three conclusions. One, the scenario world that he was in was the universe where the SCP Foundation was located. Two, the current era should be between 1947 and 1949. Three, the secret experiment base that he was in most likely belonged to the former Soviet Union's' P 'organization. Of course, it might belong to a special organization that he did not know about.
"Since this is the foundation's universe, then everything makes sense …" Brother Jue sat on the chair and assumed his habitual thinking pose. He tapped his forehead lightly and slid his finger down the bridge of his nose. "In the 'real world' that I'm in, the 'Soviet Union's Sleep Experiment' and the 'SCP Foundation' belong to the category of horror or fantasy literature, but in this universe, these kinds of literary works with a certain degree of realism are all real …" His finger slid to his chin, and he cupped his chin with his fist. "But … with that comes the problem." He turned his head to glance at Brother Ren Tou on the bed and thought, 'This universe has more than just' black technology '. Fantasy, science fiction, magic, religion, and so on … This place has everything. It's hard to tell what I'm dealing with in this scenario.'
With that in mind, he stood up and diverted part of his attention to conduct 'deductive reasoning' while the rest of his attention … was placed on searching this room.
This third room, let's call it the 'surgery room' for now. There were quite a lot of things in the surgery room. Other than the tools that could be used to injure people, there were also quite a number of tools like alcohol cotton, bandages, anesthetics, syringes, tweezers, and rubber tubes. After Feng Bujue sorted through these things, he picked out those that he thought would be useful. Those that were convenient to carry around, he placed them inside his shirt pocket, and those that were inconvenient to carry around, he placed them inside a toolbox.
Then he started to look through the paper documents in the room, trying to find some useful information.
"Hmm … This should work." Not long after, Feng Bujue found a stack of documents that were bound together inside one of the drawers.
The title of the stack of documents was' VNO-9 '.
Looking at the first half of the document, one might think that it was a 'medical record', but after flipping through it, one would understand that instead of a medical record, it was more like an 'experiment log'.
"October 21st, Experiment Body E107 was sent into the experiment room. The cancer cells in the experiment body have spread on a large scale, and the amputated right foot has also become infected and diseased.
"October 22nd, E107 received an injection of VNO-9. The injection dose was 10 milliliters. Within a few minutes after receiving the injection, the experiment body said that the pain in his body had subsided.
Reading up to this point, Feng Bujue was basically certain that VNO referred to a drug, and the meaning of the '-9' was worth pondering over. Generally speaking, it meant that there were eight other formulas that had been declared as failures.
"October 24th, the third day of the quantitative injection. E107's physical signs did not change significantly.
"October 25th, the injection dose was increased to 50 milliliters. E107's performance after receiving the injection was no different from before.
"October 26th, the injection dose was increased to 100 milliliters. E107 went into shock after the injection. After resuscitation, he fell into a coma.
"October 27th, the test results showed that the concentration of VNO-9 in the experiment body's blood was increasing, and the color of his blood had also changed significantly.
"October 29th, E107 woke up from his coma. He was surprised and happy about the state of his body. According to his own statement, he felt that he had recovered his health. The physical examination results also showed that the diseased tissues in his body had mostly healed.
"October 31st, E107 received the sixth injection of VNO-9. The injection dose was 100 milliliters. There were no abnormal reactions after the injection.
"November 1st, E107 accidentally cut his finger. After seeing his own blood, he showed panic and anger. Three minutes later, he used brute force to break free from the bed's bindings. He attacked two experiment personnel and the guards in an attempt to escape the facility. Twelve minutes later, E107 was subdued. His left abdomen, right knee, and right shoulder were shot.
"November 2nd, E107's recovery speed was far beyond that of ordinary people. About sixteen hours after the surgery, the three gunshot wounds on the experiment body had basically healed completely.
"November 3rd, the seventh injection. The injection dose was increased to 150 milliliters. E107 did not show any resistance. Fourteen minutes later, the experiment body's severed right foot suddenly ruptured. However, E107 did not show any signs of pain.
[November 5th, E107 grew a brand new right leg.]
"November 6th, the eighth injection. The injection dose was increased to 250 milliliters. Due to E107's physical condition and his obvious attempt to escape, the injection site has been moved to "Experiment Room 1." The injection will be carried out under the supervision of six armed guards. "
The record ended there. After Feng Bujue finished reading it, he walked to Human Head and showed the paper to him. He then asked, "You're E107?"
Human Head stared at the paper with an excited expression. After Brother Jue asked the question, he waited for five seconds before he blinked.
"So, today is November 6th?" Feng Bujue asked again.
This time, Human Head kept his eyes open. He did not blink even after ten seconds.
"You can't be sure, right?" Brother Jue soon understood what the man meant, and he went with the flow to ask.
Human Head blinked once, indicating that he was right.
"Hmm …" Feng Bujue thought about it and said, "Wait a moment … I suddenly have an idea."
Before he finished, he turned around and started to clean up the items on the trolley next to him …
Five minutes later, in the corridor.
Feng Bujue pushed the empty trolley with one hand and blocked his view with the other. He passed by the room where SCP-1011 was kept.
After passing by the door of the room, Brother Jue did not have to worry about glancing at the statue again. He put down his hand and whistled.
He was playing the classic whistling interlude of "Twisted Nerve." The strange yet humorous melody was jarring in the empty corridor.
When Brother Jue was whistling the third verse, he had returned to the original room, which was the door of "Experiment Room 1".
At this time, the metal door that he unlocked was completely open. It was obviously opened by the barefoot bro when he went in to search.
After Feng Bujue entered the room, he did not turn on the lights. He pushed the trolley next to E107's body and used the rope that he prepared in advance and the straps on E107's clothes … to firmly secure the headless body to the trolley.
Then, Brother Jue adjusted his breathing, gripped the handle, and pushed the trolley down the corridor at an extremely fast speed …
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