As someone who was familiar with the setting of the SCP Foundation, after Feng Bujue heard the broadcast, he immediately understood many things.
First, it was' Dim _ Sector '. Based on Brother Jue's understanding, 'Sector' stood for 'a large facility with many special functions, usually used to house Safe and Euclid-grade SCPs', and 'Dim' was the abbreviation for 'Dim _ Modal'. This prefix meant that 'the foundation's facility is used to research and isolate those SCPs with special spatial powers, such as SCPs that can warp and jump through normal space'.
From this keyword, two things could be concluded. One, the scale of this base had to be very large. Two, this base housed at least one SCP project with spatial powers.
Two, the sentence 'many containment measures have failed and there have been reports of injuries and deaths' … was a very clear hint.
Obviously, other than SCP-173, there were at least two other SCPs that had gone out of control at this facility. The power outage that happened earlier was probably caused by the other projects going out of control. And the chain reaction caused by this incident was hard to predict. Who knew how many SCPs would have failed because of that one second of power outage.
"As I expected … this is so different from that game …" Feng Bujue mumbled to himself after running down the corridor for a while.
The 'game' that he mentioned was a doujinshi game, SCP-173, that was made more than forty years ago (in Brother Jue's time). Even though the game was a masterpiece, it was still a low-budget game, and in many ways, it was' simplified '.
Be it the details of the environment, the size of the map, the number of NPCs, the number of SCPs, the overall difficulty, or the plot … the SCP world that was created by the 'system' of Thriller Paradise was obviously much bigger and more complicated.
"Phew … I've finally found it …" After running down the corridor for a full five minutes, Feng Bujue finally arrived at the stairwell.
Along the way, there were more than a dozen forks in the corridor, each with a corresponding sign at the corner. There were also many arrows in the corridor that indicated the direction of the stairs, so Brother Jue couldn't have gone the wrong way.
"By the way, this base is ridiculously large …" Brother Jue gasped for air as he walked to the electronic door leading to the stairwell. "The distance between the laboratory where SCP-173 is locked up and this stairwell is more than 360 meters. Furthermore, the signs of the forks in the road indicated that … at the end of each road, there was a space for the SCP project. This floor is conservatively estimated to be tens of thousands of square meters … "
As he muttered, he pressed a red button next to the electronic door.
Di — —
After a buzzing sound, the door opened, revealing the stairwell at the back. The lights in the stairwell were also red, exactly the same as the rest of the place.
At this moment, a few researchers in white coats ran down the stairs from the upper floor. When they passed by Brother Jue, they only glanced at the D-grade personnel with a panicked expression, but they didn't say anything. It looked like … there was something else that scared them more than the armed criminals.
"So the emergency shelter is down there …" Feng Bujue made this judgment based on the route that these people took. "Hmm … That makes sense. Once certain projects are lost, they have to be dealt with using nuclear weapons. Escaping from the ground or the air is meaningless, the only way to survive is to hide underground."
Just as he was deep in thought, the electronic door behind him opened again. One second later, a researcher ran out from the door and rushed down the stairs.
"Hey!" When Feng Bujue saw this, he immediately went up and stopped the person. He pointed the gun at him and asked, "Is the emergency shelter down there?"
"Yes … yes." The researcher looked at the gun and replied nervously.
"Where are the Anomalous projects in this base?" Feng Bujue asked again.
"Uh …" The person hesitated.
Tu tu tu — —
Feng Bujue raised the gun and fired a few bullets at the ceiling. Then, he pointed the gun at the person's chest and said, "I hope you can understand … Under the current situation, I have the courage, the ability, and the reason to do anything."
The researcher gulped and looked at the stairs that led to the two floors. After making sure that there was no one around, he lowered his voice and said, "With my clearance, I can't touch the Anomalous projects. There are many areas in the base that I can't go to … What I can tell you is … the first, second, and fourth basement shouldn't have what you're looking for."
Before he could finish his sentence, he heard a strange buzzing sound coming from the other side of the electronic door.
The researcher was shocked and said, "It's here! Quickly run! Or you'll die too! "
Hearing that, Feng Bujue let go of the person and moved the gun away. The researcher ran down the stairs without looking back.
Brother Jue stood where he was and said calmly, "Tsk … what's there to be afraid of?" He looked at the closed electronic door behind him. "It won't open on its own."
Feng Bujue knew very well that the buzzing sound was the sound of SCP-173's body rubbing against the wall, but SCP-173 did not have the intelligence to 'flip the switch'.
"Let me see … this is …" As he said that, he moved his eyes to the sign next to the electronic door and saw the words' B2 '. "Oh … this is the second basement …" As he said that, his mind turned, and the signs next to the fork in the road earlier flashed in his mind. "Okay … this floor does contain known SCP projects. There are no Anomalous projects here …"
As he thought about this, he took a step forward and headed downwards.
After dozens of steps and a 180-degree turn, he arrived at the electronic door on the third basement floor, B3.
However … there was no red button protruding from the side of the door. Instead, there was a card reader.
"Hmm … should I wait?" Feng Bujue immediately thought. "If the people on this floor haven't all left yet, then I only need to wait here for a while, and someone will open the door from the inside. Then I'll use my gun to force them to hand over their access card and enter this floor … "
In the end, he only waited for two seconds before giving up on this idea. Because … in these two seconds, he heard a "beep —" sound.
The sound came from above, which meant that the electronic door on the [B2] floor had been opened at this moment.
However … after the door opened, there was no other sound.
Whether it was the sound of footsteps or breathing … there was no sound at all.
Feng Bujue soon realized something. He suddenly turned around and widened his eyes.
In the same second, SCP-173 appeared in front of him. The distance between the two was less than one meter.
"Ha …" A normal person would have jumped up in fright when they saw this scene, but Feng Bujue was still able to laugh. "If I turned around half a second later, I'm afraid my neck would've been broken …" Feng Bujue said in a relaxed tone. He walked around SCP-173 while "staring" at him. He walked up the stairs step by step.
When he turned the corner, even though he didn't blink, SCP-173 still left his sight.
At that moment, Brother Bujue didn't hesitate to turn around and stare. As expected … SCP-173 teleported behind him and was once again "stared" at by him.
"Sigh … I don't know what's going on. Did everyone in B2 die? How did it end up here? "Feng Bujue stared at the enemy without blinking. He reached behind him and touched the button of the electronic door.
After the door opened, he walked back into the corridor of B2. It wasn't until the door automatically closed and blocked his sight that he blinked.
Then, he stood where he was and listened carefully … This time, there was no sound from the other side of the door. The buzzing sound didn't come again either.
"This guy …" Feng Bujue quickly came to a conclusion. "It must've accidentally touched the button when it was moving along the wall."
His guess was correct. SCP-173 wouldn't voluntarily press the button of the electronic door. The opening of the door was a coincidence.
"No matter what, it shouldn't be chasing after me any time soon …" After a few seconds, Feng Bujue left the electronic door and walked slowly down the corridor. "I'll just walk around this floor for now."
His strategy and actions were always calm and rational.
Like the sudden accident in the stairwell, if it was anyone else … they might've died, but he handled it methodically.
First, he didn't follow his usual logic of going down but instead chose to turn back.
This was because he didn't know whether the door in B4 used a button or a card reader. If he needed to use a card to enter that floor, he would have to go down another floor. However, the situation in B5 was also unknown. In the stairwell, every time he moved down one floor, SCP-173 would leave his sight, and every time SCP-173 left his sight, the player would have to face a fatal threat. It was to minimize this risk that Brother Jue had returned to B2.
Secondly, there was another reason why Feng Bujue returned — he had memorized all the 'signs' on both sides of the 360-meter corridor. Therefore, he was certain that other than SCP-173, there were no other threats on B2 (as long as he didn't provoke them).
In conclusion, all of his actions … were done after careful consideration and after weighing the pros and cons.
In a dangerous situation, Feng Bujue displayed a skill that was enough to shock any bystander.
…
Three minutes later, Feng Bujue arrived at B2's staff breakroom.
Although it was a staff breakroom, there was also an SCP project here.
[Project Number: SCP-294]
[Target Level: Euclid]
[Special Management Procedures: There are no standard suppression measures recorded for Project SCP-294. However, only personnel with level 2 or above security clearance are allowed to come into contact with it. SCP-294 is currently stored in the staff breakroom on the second floor. It is guarded day and night by two level 3 security clearance guards. Security clearance is required before coming into contact with it.
[Description: SCP-294's appearance is that of a normal coffee vending machine. The only difference is that it has a touchpad for input. The key layout is similar to a Cody keyboard (the standard keyboard we use now).
After inserting a 50 cent coin into the coin slot, SCP-294 will signal the user to use the touchpad to input the name of any liquid. After the input is complete, the machine will produce a standard 12 ounce paper cup and pour the specified liquid into it.
[97 tests have been conducted … including water, coffee, beer, soda, and other beverages; non-consumer products such as sulfuric acid, windshield wiper fluid, and engine oil; as well as substances that don't normally exist in liquid form such as nitrogen, iron, and glass … all of them have been successful. However, the tests on solid objects such as diamonds have ended in failure. SCP-294 seems to only be able to output substances that exist in liquid form.
[It is worth mentioning that after using it 50 times, the machine will no longer respond to commands. However, after 90 minutes, "it" seems to replenish itself. Another interesting point is that many corrosive liquids that should be able to corrode normal paper cups seem to be unable to do anything to the cups that the machine distributes.]
"Aha!" Brother Jue showed an excited smile when he saw the coffee machine.
However, he didn't rush to use the machine. His priority … was to search the pockets of the corpses in the room.
After Feng Bujue returned to B2, he found a lot of corpses in the hallway. As for these corpses … he treated them equally. Whether it was the researchers, security personnel, or D-class personnel, they were all searched by him.
Although the items on these people were limited, they still managed to scrape together quite a lot of resources.
For example … Level 3 access card. For example … 50 cents in change. For example … Pistols, handgun ammunition, submachine gun ammunition, radio walkie-talkies, etc.
In short, it was all things that would be wasted if he didn't take them …
"Okay, it's better than nothing …" When Feng Bujue walked in front of the coffee machine, he first counted the number of 50 cents in his hand. "Three is fine …"
In fact, he was already lucky to find three of these coins. D-class personnel usually had nothing on them. The personal belongings of the researchers and security personnel were all stored in a storage room in the facility. Most of the people who brought "loose change" into the test area were careless and forgot to empty their pockets.
"Then … the first cup …" Feng Bujue inserted a coin. After seeing the prompt, he quickly typed a sentence on the keyboard — [One cup of Woody].
The things that SCP-294 could produce were not limited to human creations. It might not even be limited to human knowledge.
For example, there was once a foundation agent named Joseph who entered the command "One cup of Joe (Joseph's nickname)" because he was joking with a friend. Not long after confirming the choice, the agent began to sweat profusely. He complained that he was dizzy and soon fell to the ground.
After transferring him to the infirmary, the medical team extracted the contents of the cup distributed by SCP-294. They found that it was a mixture of blood, flesh, and other bodily fluids. It smelled terrible. The most disturbing thing was that the test showed that the DNA sequence of the fabric sent by SCP-294 was exactly the same as Joseph's.
There were many similar examples and experiments. For example, "One cup of music", "My life", "Give me a surprise", and other commands were all responded to by the coffee machine. Although some of the results were not good …
Feng Bujue was naturally aware of this. That was why he entered the seemingly nonsensical command "One cup of Woody".
"Buzz!"
After receiving Brother Jue's command, the coffee machine began to roar, tremble, and shake …
This process lasted for about twenty seconds. Then, SCP-294's input board showed a sentence: "Hehehe …"
"Tsk … It failed …" Feng Bujue was unhappy. "But shouldn't it say 'out of range' when it fails … What's with 'hehehe' …"
Although he was disappointed, he still inserted a second coin and entered: [A cup of liquid that can make SCP-173 unable to move even if it is not directly looked at.]
Some people might ask, why didn't Brother Jue just enter "liquid that can kill SCP-173"? Of course, there was a reason for this, because … he remembered that there was a record in SCP-294's appendix:
Appendix: SCP-294y: The computer records on the SCP's public server show that the researcher entered "something that can destroy SCP-682". The recovered video showed that a bright liquid flowed into the cup. The intensity of the light increased until the camera could no longer record. At the same time, all communication with the facility was cut off. The conclusion of the investigation was that the site had been completely vaporized. The only thing left at the site was a small cluster of trees surrounding SCP-294. Therefore, SCP-294 was quickly transferred to another surveillance site and placed under the same management procedures. The information of the accident was only disclosed to O5-level personnel. Any further experiments involving SCP-682 were prohibited. Those who violated this rule would be demoted to D-level.
The above appendix was a lesson learned in blood …
Perhaps SCP-173's hostility and intelligence toward humans was not as exaggerated as SCP-682's, but it might not be weaker than the latter in terms of strength. Feng Bujue estimated that … if SCP-173 created a liquid similar to the one in the previous incident, even if it didn't vaporize the entire base, just vaporizing a room … he wouldn't be able to survive. Therefore, he used a safer and more reliable method.
Buzz buzz buzz!
The machine soon rang again. Not long after, a paper cup fell out of the machine, and a small cup of liquid was immediately poured into the paper cup.
"Whoa! It's done!" Feng Bujue picked up the cup of liquid and placed it on the table in the break room. "This is easy. I'll find SCP-173 later and splash it all over its face."
After placing the paper cup, Brother Jue returned to the machine and inserted a third coin.
If the liquid specified by the second coin couldn't be produced, Feng Bujue's backup plan was … [A cup of liquid that can prevent my neck from being broken] or [A cup of liquid that can prevent me from blinking]. But now, he had obtained something that could suppress SCP-173. Therefore, he had another excellent opportunity to try.
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