"I haven't even used the Contra Medal yet, but I've already spent forty minutes in my personal time. Based on what the rabbit said, I'll return to the prison at the forty-first minute of the map and hand the puppet over to it. In other words … when I reach the front, enter the fourth corridor, capture the marionette, and reach the end, it will take me a total of eighteen minutes … "This was the first time that Feng Bujue had calculated so many things at the same time in a scenario. Furthermore, he was physically exhausted, so it was certain that he would need to run non-stop." If I do not deal with a mini boss during this turn back, when I reach the end again, I will not have enough time. " Actually, when he rushed into the corridor, he had already given up on the plan of running back through the corridor. "The problem now is … I came from the prison at the eighty-fifth minute of the map, so I need to deal with the mini boss in this corridor within seven minutes." With that in mind, he picked up his pace. "As long as I can do that and make sure that I don't take more than twenty-three minutes to finish the corridor, I won't fail due to the map's time."
Just as he thought about that, a door appeared on the road ahead. A door to a room appeared on the wall of the second corridor.
However, this door was very different from the old wooden door in the third corridor where Aldan was in the small room. This door was like the door of a warehouse used to store biological weapons.
The door frame was made from metal, and it was shiny and reflective. The door was like a thick metallic wall. There was no handle on the door, only a circular valve.
This reminded Feng Bujue of the Saw scenario that he had played before. The room that looked like a freezer also had a large and sturdy metallic door.
"Don't tell me this is a repeat of the same trick …" Feng Bujue thought, but his hands did not stop moving. He did not hesitate or retreat.
At that moment, Feng Bujue had a feeling that the mini boss behind this door needed to be killed …
Earlier, in the prison at the end of the eightieth minute, there was only one mini boss trapped inside the four cells, and that was Billy the puppet. Ravid only asked Feng Bujue to go to the past and capture this prisoner.
Regarding the mini boss in the first corridor, Ravid had told him to come into contact with it last. This could be related to the scene that he had seen at the front. In terms of personal time, Feng Bujue might have reached the end of the corridor for the last time before he went to the first corridor and did not return to the prison after that. Therefore, Feng Bujue decided to put that aside for now.
From the looks of it, the prisoner in the second corridor was most likely going to be killed. Based on that, Feng Bujue would return to the front and go to the fourth corridor to capture the puppet. When he reached the last cell, he would have three potions, a puppet, and the news of the death of the prisoner in the second corridor … Therefore, Ravid did not comment on the fact that the prisoner was not in the cell.
Based on this development, Feng Bujue, who was at the end of the cell at the forty-first minute, should have a personal time of forty plus eighteen. Including the time he took to pass the second corridor, he should have a personal time of more than seventy minutes.
The last twenty minutes was just enough for him to enter the first corridor from the end … If there was no time paradox, it would trigger the earlier scene. Why? He would not know until the time came.
"Hiss hiss …" Feng Bujue bent his back, bent his knees, and exerted force on his arms. Only then did he manage to move the valve slightly. But as long as he could move it, the rest was not that difficult. He turned the valve anticlockwise three to four times. With a click, the lock on the metal door seemed to have loosened.
This metal door should open outwards, so Feng Bujue used all his strength to pull the thick door towards himself. When the door opened, the red light from inside the room shone into the corridor.
Feng Bujue subconsciously glanced inside the door. That was only for a fraction of a second. After that, he moved his gaze away. This was a series of actions. However, the image of the monster inside the room had already been carved into Feng Bujue's mind. One second later, unfortunately, he recognized the monster standing at the corner of the room …
"F * ck!" When the word escaped from Feng Bujue's mouth, the monster instantly moved into the corridor. It stood beside Feng Bujue, reached out its arms, and with unbelievable strength and speed, snapped Feng Bujue's neck …
…
[Information on SCP-173]
Project Code: SCP-173 (The Culpture)
Project Grade: Euclid
Biological Characteristics: Unidentified non-living object with signs of life
Source: Unknown
Body Composition: Building materials
Interior of the body: No living thing or organs.
Metabolism: Yes, excretion is confirmed.
Sensory Perception: Yes, can confirm whether or not someone is watching it.
Movement Method: Unknown, teleport.
Behavior: Snap the neck of all living things.
Special Containment Measures: SCP-173 should be kept inside a locked containment area (later referred to as the container) at all times. If any personnel must enter this area, the number of people must be no less than three. Furthermore, the entrance must be locked after entering. Before the work is completed and the entrance is reopened, at least two personnel must maintain eye contact with SCP-173 at all times.
Description: SCP-173 was moved to Precinct 19 in 1993. Its origin is unknown. It is constructed from concrete and steel and contains traces of Krylon spray paint. SCP-173 is mobile and possesses strong hostility. However, when it is being watched, it is unable to move.
The line of sight with SCP-173 must not be broken at any time. Personnel in the same room as SCP-173 must warn each other before blinking.
When SCP-173 is not being watched, it will teleport in front of the target and snap the joint between the skull and the neck, killing the target. During an attack, personnel must follow the Level 4 Dangerous Object Containment Procedure.
The personnel report stated that there would be a scratching sound coming from an unoccupied container. This is normal. If there is any change in the target's habits, it should be reported to the HMCL supervisor on duty.
The reddish-brown substance on the floor was made up of feces and blood. The origin of these substances was unknown.
The container has to be cleaned every two weeks.
…
There was a flash of white light before Feng Bujue's eyes, and he appeared at the fan-shaped area at the head of the corridor. The system said, "Your item, Contra Medal, has been consumed."
'Why am I here? ' That was the first question that appeared in Feng Bujue's mind, and he quickly gave himself an answer.'So, after death, I will appear at the 'starting point' of the current space-time zone? 'He thought.' Whichever corridor I die in, I will appear at the head of that corridor, and I will be inside the door of that corridor … 'He thought back to his earlier self who was shot.' If I step out and die inside the fan-shaped area … I should be revived at the dead end at the start of the scenario. '
When he was thinking, his eyes were looking at the fan-shaped room that was one door away from him. At the same time, a strange buzzing sound came from behind him, followed by the sound of stone scratching wood.
A bad feeling overwhelmed him, but when Feng Bujue realized the problem, it was already too late. He had just turned around when he was greeted by a pair of stone arms, and he was strangled for the second time.
"Your item, Contra Medal, has been consumed."
Earlier, he had been wondering how to use the four medals, but now, he had given up two of them.
Feng Bujue was quite familiar with SCP-173's specialty. Therefore, when he was strangled for the second time and revived on the spot, he immediately widened his eyes to stare at the curious monster before him.
The surface of SCP-173's body was like plaster. It had a dirty white body, and its proportionately large 'head' was printed with a red, black, and green logo. It was more than two meters tall. Compared to its extraordinarily long torso, its legs were shorter, and its arms were even shorter. However, as a monster that could Blink and kill without a second attack, the length of its limbs did not mean that it could not fight. In fact, it was a monster that could kill its enemies instantly, especially humans. The two strangles that Feng Bujue encountered earlier were the best proof of that.
The basic point of dealing with SCP-173 was to continuously 'observe' it. Under the observation of a living being, SCP-173 was unable to move, but as long as there was a slight gap, such as a blink of an eye, SCP-173 would instantly teleport over and kill the target.
Feng Bujue did not want to be killed a third time. He did not have the strength to slash from the Southern Heavenly Gate to the Eastern Penglai Road with a watermelon knife without blinking for three days and three nights. He also did not think that SCP-173 could communicate with him.
Therefore, in the next second, the sound of the [One-Hit Kill Pistol] rang out. SCP-173's body was hit by this small pistol bullet, and it actually exploded.
Feng Bujue had never thought about what would happen if SCP-173 was killed, but at this moment, he saw one of the possibilities with his own eyes. The white concrete body fell apart, and several fist-sized fragments hit Feng Bujue, but this injury was not fatal.
A large amount of blood splattered out of SCP-173's body, and like splashing ink, it splashed onto Feng Bujue's body. He did not even have time to dodge. In the end, one or two meters away from the door of the second corridor, there was a person covered in blood, a pool of dark red liquid, and strange body fragments scattered everywhere.
Feng Bujue wiped his face and sniffed the smell of the 'blood'. "Hmm … It's just blood." Actually, he was only comforting himself because he was worried that the blood was mixed with feces or something like that.
Among the body fragments on the floor, there was a spot that was glowing. It was like the blinking spots of items that fell on the floor in RPG games.
Feng Bujue naturally would not ignore such an obvious hint. He walked over and touched it, and the light turned into an item. At the same time, the system notification rang in his ears.
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