Feng Bujue did not hesitate. He walked several meters toward the light source and stepped into a wide and bright space.
The moment he left the 'sandbox', another system announcement appeared in his ears.
"Your character restrictions have been removed."
Brother Jue had played many scenarios with limited abilities, but this was the first time he had heard this kind of notification in the middle of a game.
It looked like the system really wanted him to deal with the golden foundation. This also proved that the golden foundation in this dimension was very powerful. Their interference had caused the system to be unable to operate normally.
Therefore, the system had sent a demon who could break through the sandbox to deal with the golden foundation head-on.
"Stop right there!"
Feng Bujue's eyes had just gotten used to the light around him when he heard a shout.
As expected, once he stepped into the space, he was targeted by more than ten weapons.
Brother Jue looked toward the source of the voice and saw the group of fully-armed commandos. He quickly found the speaker among the crowd.
Even though they were all in the same attire and had helmets to cover their faces, the speaker had an additional epaulet on his shoulder. The gun he used was also slightly different from the other commandos. With a closer look, it was not hard to guess that he was the leader of this commando team.
"Raise your hands and put them behind your head!" Two seconds later, the captain shouted out another instruction.
"Humph …" Hearing that, Feng Bujue scoffed coldly. Then … he raised his hands and placed them behind his head as instructed.
"Now, don't move." Seeing how cooperative Brother Jue was, the leader did not waste time and followed the standard procedure.
Not long after that, two commandos came forward to handcuff Feng Bujue under the order of their leader.
"Ho … This is the first time I've seen something like this …" After Brother Jue was handcuffed, he immediately turned around to look at his wrists.
He was a little curious about the handcuffs that were cuffing him because it was undoubtedly a new product made by future technology.
"The material used is definitely not metal. It feels like some kind of nanomaterial …" Feng Bujue thought to himself. "After the handcuffs are put on, they will automatically adjust according to the thickness of the person's wrist, and tightly secure the hands." He tried to struggle a few more times. "The material combines the dual advantages of toughness and firmness. It completely seals the thumb dislocation method, and... even if the handcuffed person has the tools, he won't be able to bend his wrist to the right angle to open the lock."
While Brother Jue was studying the handcuffs, the commando captain was talking into the communicator on his shoulder.
Even though Feng Bujue didn't hear it with his own ears, he could guess that the other party's line was something along the lines of, "Target subdued, requesting further instructions."
"Take him to Containment Room 15 first." Sure enough, ten seconds later, the captain completed the communication and gave the order.
"Let's go." After the commandos who were responsible for escorting Brother Jue received the order, they waved the guns in their hands and urged him to move forward.
Feng Bujue still maintained his silence. He turned back to look at the door that he had just stepped out from and then glanced at the dark space behind the door.
Then, he followed the instructions of the commandos and started walking.
"The guns in their hands appear to be energy weapons …" As he walked, he thought to himself, "Have I come to a world where 'bullets' have been eliminated?"
…
Fifteen minutes later, Feng Bujue was escorted into a room.
After the commandos chased him into the room, the door automatically closed.
Different from the environment in the previous scenario where the walls were made of cement, the base that he was in now … was filled with metal products.
Not only the door, even the room itself was made of an alloy that Feng Bujue could not identify.
Other than that, based on the sound of the air valve when the door closed, the air pressure and oxygen content in the room were all controllable.
"Hmm … This is not going to be easy …" After Feng Bujue entered the 'containment room', the first thing he did was to carefully observe the twenty square meters space around him. In the end, he realized that the six sides of the room were impeccable. Even the light strips embedded in the walls were seamlessly embedded into the walls.
"Has the technology reached a level where surveillance and air pressure control devices can be hidden inside the walls?" With that in mind, Brother Jue turned his gaze to the only door in the containment room. "When I opened and closed the door earlier, the people escorting me did not do anything, and there is no keyhole or control panel inside or outside the door. This means that … the door is also remote-controlled. "
Buzz buzz buzz!
Just as Feng Bujue was thinking, a buzzing sound suddenly appeared.
Following that buzzing sound, the wall on the side of the room became like a giant LCD screen … and an image appeared.
In the image was a beautiful woman wearing a white coat and a pair of black spectacles.
Two seconds later, the woman looked at Feng Bujue, or rather … she looked at the 'screen' on her side and said, "Hello, Mr. Feng Bujue."
Even though Professor Cox looked young, her tone and the presence that flowed out from between her brows gave off the feeling of a mature woman.
And Feng Bujue could naturally sense that … the actual age of the person before him was probably much older than her appearance suggested.
"Hello, unknown lady." When Brother Jue replied, he already recognized … the owner of this voice was the person who had tried to stop him from killing Igor earlier.
"You can call me Professor Cox, Mr. Feng Bujue," Cox replied.
"You can call me whatever you want, Professor Cox." Feng Bujue mimicked the way the woman spoke and replied mockingly.
"Humph …" Facing Brother Jue's reaction, Professor Cox scoffed and then continued, "First, I would like to represent the foundation to welcome your arrival."
"Thank you." Feng Bujue's sarcasm was on full display. "The way you treat your guests has left a deep impression on me." As he said that, he turned around and showed his handcuffed hands to the woman with malice.
"Ha …" Professor Cox scoffed disapprovingly. "Mr. Feng Bujue, considering your previous behavior, I think the way you treat your guests is still quite reasonable and appropriate."
"Is that so …" Feng Bujue said. "Then … if I may ask, what is your next step?" He asked with a relaxed expression. "Are you going to 'house' me just like that?"
"If possible, that is indeed my intention," Cox said bluntly. Cox said bluntly, "But … judging from your attitude, you should be able to use some method to return to your dimension at any time."
"Since you know that, why would you go to the trouble of handcuffing me?" Feng Bujue asked.
"Of course, it is because I, as well as all the project managers … believe that you are very dangerous." When Cox answered, there was a serious expression on her face.
"Haha … Then I am truly flattered," Feng Bujue replied with a smile. He wanted to test the man's reaction one step further.
"You are a sociopath, Feng Bujue," Cox replied instantly. "I do not think you will feel flattered." She paused for half a second before continuing. "Your goal has always been clear, and that is to break through the 'mirror universe' that we have created and come here … to complete some kind of mission that SCP-3232 has requested of you."
"Oh, speaking of that …" At this point, Feng Bujue followed the man's lead. "I do wish to ask you …" His expression shifted slightly, and he said, "This SCP-3232 that you mentioned … what exactly is it?"
For Feng Bujue, this was indeed a question because he had heard of this term for the first time when the system was updating the main quest.
As an experienced SCP enthusiast who was familiar with various SCP projects, Brother Bujue naturally knew that in the current SCP project, there was no such number as' 3232 '. Other than that, he had come to the conclusion that … the real identity of this' 3232 'was most likely' Thriller Paradise 'itself.
But ultimately, he had not gone through the golden foundation's document on this project. He had to go through the document to know how well the golden foundation had grasped the nature of this project.
"I am not obligated to answer that question," Cox replied. Cox replied. "Also, I think you actually know what the project number refers to. You're just trying to test how much we know."
Obviously, not only was Feng Bujue testing the woman, the woman was also testing Feng Bujue.
Even though they had only exchanged a few words, it was clear that … the two were engaged in a heated exchange of words. Both of them had only said thirty percent of what they wanted to say, but they were trying to get the full story out of the other.
"Ha …" Feng Bujue shrugged and sighed. "Looks like we have reached a stalemate."
"Perhaps." Dr. Cox started to pace to the side. "Perhaps we can talk about something else …"
As she spoke, she had already walked to her desk, and the camera moved with her.
When Dr. Cox bent down to sit down, she seemed to subconsciously show off her cleavage.
"I noticed that you seem to be a writer," Cox continued. Cox was still talking. When talking about these unimportant topics, her expression became much more relaxed, and there was even a hint of gentleness between her eyebrows. "I'm very interested to hear about the stories you've written."
"Oh? Is that so … "Who was Feng Bujue? He saw through the man's thought almost instantly, and he replied with a smile," Recently, I did come up with a very interesting plot. Do you want to hear it? "
Dr. Cox held her chin with one hand and revealed a charming smile. "I would love to hear it."
"Actually, the plot is not that complicated. It is mainly about a woman and a man who have a video call," Feng Bujue said.
"It sounds a bit like our current situation." Dr. Cox's expression suddenly became a bit stiff.
Feng Bujue ignored her and continued, "To be precise, the two protagonists of this story are … a" menopausal woman who looks much younger than her actual age "and a" handsome, smart, and mysterious man who no one knows about. "
This time, Dr. Cox did not respond. She must have been shocked by Brother Jue's shamelessness.
"In the beginning, the conversation between the two of them was quite interesting. Although they didn't make much progress on the answers they were seeking, their psychological game was remarkable." Feng Bujue began to pace slowly as he spoke. "Until … the woman received some information through the communication device hidden in her ear, or rather … an order. From that moment on, she changed her conversation strategy. " Brother Jue put on a helpless expression. "She began to seduce and flirt, trying to distract the man and delay the time."
At this point, Cox's face darkened at once.
She angrily raised her hand, took out a hidden communication device from her left ear, and slammed it on the table. She put on an angry expression and stared at Feng Bujue.
"Haha … Sorry, your change is too sudden. Your acting is not natural enough." Feng Bujue said, "Also, I think it is better to expose you quickly … Although it is not impossible to flirt with you for a while, when I reveal the truth, you will be even more embarrassed than now."
"Then I have to thank you?" Cox said coldly. Her eyes looked like she wanted to eat someone.
"Ah … No need to thank me." Feng Bujue's extremely sarcastic response added fuel to the fire.
"I sincerely hope … that you can still laugh later." Cox's patience had reached its limit. She could no longer hold back her anger and said something that sounded like a threat.
"Don't worry, I will always be able to laugh." Brother Jue continued, "If one day I can't laugh anymore, I will just cut my own cheeks with a knife." "Of course, I understand what you're trying to say. I think, from the moment you started winking at me, there's already a team of people who specialize in dealing with people like me. I can foresee that their interrogation style will be very tough, and they will have a way to stop me from 'leaving this realm of yours.'" Lucien paused for a moment before he continued, "Of course, I understand what you're trying to say. I think, from the moment you started winking at me, there's already a team of people who specialize in dealing with people like me. I can foresee that their interrogation style will be very tough.
His deduction was basically spot on. This made Cox's face turn even uglier.
"Don't worry, Professor Cox." After a few seconds, Feng Bujue stopped pacing. With a fearless and even expectant look, he said, "I will not run away … Today, I have no reason to run away."
Clang — clang —
Just as Brother Jue said this, the electronic door behind him … opened.
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