This was something that had never happened before … or at least, Feng Bujue had not experienced it before.
He had not heard anything like this from any of the players that he knew.
However, at this very moment, it had indeed happened.
"Perhaps … this is an illusion created by the foundation or some kind of SCP project housed by the foundation?" After Brother Jue calmed down, he came up with a possible hypothesis.
"Now is not the time and place for you to question."
The system could read Feng Bujue's' inner thoughts', and it immediately said …
"The containment room that Cox is bringing you to is made from the modified SCP-148. Once you enter it, the connection between you and your 'projected character' will be cut off. Then, you will be disconnected from the game, and Feng Bujue, this' character ', will be trapped in this dimension like a vegetable. The next time you log into the game, you will not be able to find the character's data, and you will be prompted to create a new character."
When that was said, Feng Bujue thought, The foundation can do something like this?
"Many years ago, they were able to trap Billy in this dimension. Technically speaking, it is not that hard to trap you."
"Then why haven't any of the previous players been captured?" Feng Bujue asked the system directly through his inner monologue.
"Other than you, no other player has successfully broken through the sandbox."
That was a convincing reason …
"We're here." Just as Brother Jue was communicating with the system, Professor Cox had brought him to the door of a containment room.
By then, there were four fully-armed assault soldiers waiting at the door. The outer wall of this room was indeed different from the surrounding corridors …
"Project Code: SCP-148
"Project Grade: Euclid
"Special Containment Measure: SCP-148 needs to be stored in the form of 120 10kg ingots. Due to the potential for unpredictable reactions, the ingots of SCP-148 are not to be stored at the same site as other SCP projects. In addition, the ingots mentioned above are to be evenly distributed among Foundation facilities that meet the requirements and require them.
"Under no circumstances, the SCP with the power of conscious interference should not come into contact with SCP-148. When such contact occurs, the nearby area should be cleared, and the affected SCP-148 samples should be detonated from afar.
The quality of each ingot should be measured every month and the data should be reported.
The relevant personnel must not be in contact with SCP-148 for more than three weeks. Any personnel assigned to work with SCP-148 are required to undergo periodic mental examinations.]
[Description: SCP-148 is a substance with metallic characteristics. It is composed of many known and unknown elements. Currently, the total amount of SCP-148 in the Foundation's possession is about 1.2 tons.
SCP-148 was grayish-green in color and would rapidly oxidize in the presence of water.
SCP-148 has a melting point of about 4500 ° C and a boiling point of about 9000 ° C. The density of SCP-148 is between 6.20g/cm3 and 6.76g/cm3. The hardness of SCP-148 is HRC39 according to the Rockwell hardness test. Its strength, plasticity, and processability are similar to platinum.
SCP-148 was mainly composed of platinum and iridium. These two metals made up 62% and 20% of its mass respectively. Other than that, there were several other known materials, including iron, cobalt, and copper. These three metals made up 16.5% of SCP-148's mass. However, considering its total mass, SCP-148 obviously contained substances that could not be detected by mass spectrometry. Through the scanning tunneling microscope, SCP-148's image showed that there were gaps in its crystal lattice structure that should be filled by other materials.
SCP-148 showed the ability to block or obstruct the power of conscious interference of nearby organisms. Although this effect was difficult to quantify, it seemed to be inversely proportional to the square of the distance between the target and SCP-148's surface, and proportional to the amount of SCP-148. The range of this effect that could be detected was about 1480.8 meters per kilogram of SCP-148.
SCP-148 was recovered from the metallurgy department during the foundation's sweep of the Prometheus Laboratory's facilities. According to the computer records related to this project, this material was originally going to be sold to. The trademark and product name were both "Mind Blocking Alloy". However, due to the political fallout from [Removed] and the destruction of the Prometheus Laboratory's facilities, [Blocked] had already sold the entire batch of SCP-148 (estimated to be 1.3 tons) to an unknown buyer. The foundation's agents and legal personnel are currently investigating the source of the remaining SCP-148.]
That was all Feng Bujue knew about SCP-148.
Even if he ignored the keywords like "improvement" and "mass production" mentioned by the system, this thing was still a very dangerous substance.
Those who came into contact with SCP-148 on a regular basis or were overexposed to it would gradually lose their speech and communication skills over time until they completely disappeared. After about fifty days, the affected personnel would become completely mute, and they would not be able to understand or make any requests, orders, or statements other than spoken words.
Although Feng Bujue could not confirm whether the voice in his ears was the system's or not, he knew that … if the room in front of him was really made entirely out of SCP-148, then he definitely could not enter.
"Kill the guards and kidnap the professor. Move out now."
Two seconds later, the system spoke again.
"Why are you helping me?" But Feng Bujue did not move. He did not walk into the room, and he did not launch an attack. Instead, he asked internally, "What … are you?"
"I am not helping you. I am helping myself."
"You are the only person who has successfully broken through the foundation's sandbox to come to this world. I need you to remove the threat from this world so that I can sever my connection with this world."
"You … are the system?" Feng Bujue asked again.
"You can call me that."
"I thought you were omniscient."
"Not entirely."
"What do you mean?"
"There is no time to explain."
That was not wrong. Just as Feng Bujue was conversing with the system …
"Hey! Mr. Feng Bujue. "Cox saw him standing there, spacing out, and she urged," What are you doing? "
When she said this, she quietly took a few steps back. As for the three guards and the four commandos ….. they all clenched the weapons in their hands and quickly surrounded her.
It looked like if Brother Bujue did not make a decision soon, these people were going to use brute force.
"Tsk … There is nothing I can do …" The next second, Feng Bujue grumbled internally. He quickly reached his hand into his inventory and activated the effect of the Pearl of Thunder.
With the effect of Thunder, his speed was so fast that he could disappear from everyone's sight.
In just five seconds, the four assault team members and three guards were all lying flat on the ground.
From Dr. Cox's point of view, these seven people looked as if they had fainted on their own. However, there was a bloody hole at the back of each of their necks caused by [Sharp Finger].
"You …" When Cox saw Feng Bujue's figure again, she seemed to have something else to say.
But Brother Jue's hand instantly clamped around the doctor's neck and lifted her off the ground. "From now on, I ask, and 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. If you don't do as I say, I won't hesitate to kill you …"
At this point, Brother Jue paused for two seconds before he released his grip.
He knew that even if he released his grip, the doctor would not run because the doctor knew that escape and resistance were futile.
"Hmm … Cough … Cough …" After Cox's feet touched the ground again, she coughed violently. Then, she took a few deep breaths before she managed to catch her breath.
At that moment, Feng Bujue's question arrived. "How do I neutralize the effect of that cup of coffee?"
The way he asked this question was also well thought out.
He did not mention the actual effect of the coffee, and he did not mention the term 'nanomachines'. He used a very general way to get the doctor to voluntarily reveal some information so that he could confirm whether the 'system' was telling the truth or not.
"You …" Cox's first reaction was to ask, "How did you know there was something wrong with that cup of coffee?"
But just as the word 'you' left her lips, she quickly stopped herself.
"Stop wasting time," "Stop lying," and "Stop playing tricks," those were the clear instructions that she had just received. If she came up with a question now, it would be a violation of those instructions.
By then, Cox had already confirmed that this' Mr. Feng Bujue 'before her was a Keter level project that would kill without blinking. And the doctor … obviously did not want to die. With the medical technology of their world, she was still very young.
Therefore, she swallowed the words that she wanted to say. After taking several deep breaths, she reorganized her words before she replied, "You need special equipment to remove the nanomachines."
Her answer seemed to verify the System's words.
"Where is the equipment?" Feng Bujue asked immediately.
"There is one on the third floor of this half of the building," Cox answered. "I can lead the way."
"Then, what are you waiting for?" Feng Bujue asked.
Cox heard that, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and turned to leave.
"Where is my partner?" Brother Jue followed behind the doctor and asked as they walked.
"I don't know who your partner is," the doctor replied.
When she answered the question, she was shaking. She did not look like she was lying.
Seeing that, Feng Bujue assumed that she did not know about the existence of Musashi Koenoi. Therefore, he asked, "You don't have any communication device on you?"
"No," Cox answered. "Definitely not!" As if afraid that Brother Jue would not believe her, she emphasized her answer.
"So, when you came back to the office to lead me, you had already given the 'command' to someone else?" Brother Jue came to this conclusion almost without thinking.
"Yes," Cox gave an affirmative answer.
"Who? Where? "Feng Bujue asked again.
"Dr. Stewart," Cox replied. "He is also one of the people in charge of the observation project. He is now in charge of the monitoring room in the right half of the building. Your visual and auditory signals are also sent there."
"Doctor," Feng Bujue suddenly changed the topic and asked, "Do you have Parkinson's Disease?"
This question sounded abrupt and irrelevant, but it scared Dr. Cox so much that his face changed abruptly, and he almost peed in his pants.
"I... I... don't..." Cox's voice trembled. Because her legs were weak, her footsteps became a little messy.
"Don't what?" Feng Bujue's tone was still calm and cold, "No Parkinson's Disease? Or didn't you secretly send Morse code there? "
Cox was indeed not a simple person. Even when her life was hanging by a thread and she was trembling in fear, she did not give up fighting back.
As it turned out, while answering Brother Jue's questions, the doctor was also secretly moving her right index finger, trying to send a signal to her colleagues in the monitoring room.
Her movement was very subtle … because while walking, her hands were constantly moving, and her body was trembling from fear … Normal people would not be able to discover that she was sending Morse code.
In reality, the workers in the surveillance room did not notice the professor's action, but the 'graph analysis program' that came with the surveillance equipment would not miss this detail. As long as it was something that appeared in Feng Bujue's sight, even if it was something that he did not notice personally, something that was only in his peripheral vision … when it was transmitted to the screen in the surveillance room, it would be scanned and analyzed in detail by the computer.
Cox wanted to use this to send a message to her colleagues. She wanted them to kill Brother Jue and stop trying to capture him alive.
But she did not expect this' trick 'that should have been impossible to be discovered by Feng Bujue.
"Let me tell you..." Feng Bujue continued after two seconds, "I was already in a bad mood today. Two minutes ago, I was in a very bad mood. But now..." He suddenly stopped and let out a long sigh. "Phew... Forget it. I'll give you one more chance."
Cox sighed in relief. "Okay... I promise I won't play any more tricks. I'll bring you to the third floor..."
Screech!
Before she could finish her sentence, a hole had already appeared on her neck. Her life … had also come to an end.
"I gave her an inch and she wanted a mile …" Feng Bujue looked at the doctor's body and muttered softly.
Then, he asked in his heart, "Okay... Continue."
Then, the system voice replied, "Cut off one of her hands and take the elevator to the fourth floor. The ambush team on the third floor has already made their move. You must enter and activate the elevator within forty-seven seconds. "
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