After receiving the order from the command central, the security team prepared to detain Feng Bujue.
For Brother Jue, this was not a good development, but being arrested was better than being shot dead on the spot. After all, there was no time limit for this scenario. As long as he was still alive, there was a chance for him to turn the tables.
With that in mind, he accepted the fact that he was going to be arrested.
On the way to the ninth floor, that was the sentence Brother Jue heard the most. "Move faster, don't play any tricks."
Of course, even if they did not say that, Brother Jue would not play any tricks. Right now, he only had the physical fitness of an ordinary person, and the people escorting him were a group of SCP Foundation security personnel armed with live ammunition and at the level of special forces. With such a disparity in power, intelligence alone was not going to change the situation.
Furthermore … Feng Bujue knew very well that in this world filled with SCP projects, there were many incredible resources that could be used. With his understanding of SCP, as long as he stayed in this scenario for a while, he would be able to reap great benefits. With that in mind, he did not want to take any unnecessary risks.
"Maintain the formation, and pay attention to the corner of the stairs." After entering the stairwell, the eight members of the security team split up to surround Feng Bujue and continued to move forward.
First floor, second floor, third floor …
The stairwell was labeled from B1, B2, B3 … until it reached B5.
Just as they were moving from the fifth floor to the sixth floor, suddenly!
Tzzt … tzzt … tzzt …
Accompanied by a series of strange noises, black, vine-like substances blossomed from the ground below the stairs, corroding large chunks of the ground and walls.
"What the f * ck!" Feng Bujue reacted faster than the other members of the security team. He recognized what it was with one glance. "Run!"
His shout had awakened the eight members who were staring blankly at the wall, but they did not realize what the black corrosion marks meant.
After all, they were just the security personnel of this facility, not the Special Mobile Task Force (MTF). Due to their clearance, they did not have access to all the information related to the SCP projects in the base, especially the Keter-level projects.
"Shut up! Don't move! " The team member who was leading the team warned Brother Jue sternly. Then he told his team members, "Don't panic, prepare to fight."
"Fight your head!" Feng Bujue roared. "If you want to die, then die on your own. I'm not going to die with you!"
"I told you to shut up … You didn't listen … Hmm … Ah!" The guard turned around and yelled at Brother Jue, but …
At this moment, a black figure suddenly "floated" from the ground behind him and grabbed him by the throat.
In the next second, the three security guards standing in the front row almost instinctively raised their guns and opened fire in unison.
Tu tu tu tu — —
The three of them were well-trained and had good marksmanship. They were very close to the target, so if they fired accurately, they would not hurt their comrades.
However … the black shadow's movement was not affected at all.
"It's useless! Run! "Feng Bujue yelled again in a serious tone.
But … the guards ignored him and continued to fire …
"Tsk … a bunch of idiots …" Brother Jue was in a hurry, but he was surrounded in the middle of the team and was handcuffed. If he made any sudden movements, he would be shot dead.
He could only continue to wait, wait for the security team to realize the severity of the situation …
…
Project Code: SCP-106
Project Grade: Keter
Special Containment Measures: The containment area for SCP-106 is divided into two levels. The first level is a locked room made of lead-lined steel. The room must be sealed in 40 layers of identical materials. There must be a gap of at least 36 centimeters between each layer of materials. The support frames between the layers must be arranged randomly. The room must be suspended at least 60 centimeters above any surface using ELO-IID electromagnetic support.
The second level of containment area is made up of 16 spherical "rooms". Each room is filled with a different liquid and filled with random support frames and support surfaces. The second level of containment area should be equipped with a lighting system so that the containment area can be fully lit at no less than 80000 lumens without the intervention of personnel.
Both levels of containment area should be monitored 24 hours a day. If you observe any corrosion on the surface of the containment area, on the staff, or anywhere within 200 meters of the room where 106 is located, report to the security department immediately.
Any person or item lost because of 106 would be considered as missing or dead, and no rescue attempts would be made.
No physical contact with 106 is allowed at any time. All physical contact requires the approval of two-thirds of the O5-level personnel. All contact must be made in the AR-II's largest security station, and only after the evacuation of non-essential personnel. All personnel (including researchers, security personnel, and D-class personnel) must be at least 60 meters away from the containment area at all times, unless the containment area has failed.]
[Description: SCP-106 has the appearance of an old human man. The surface of his body is usually in a state of high decay. His appearance often changes, and the degree of "decay" has been observed in various forms.
SCP-106 is not very sensitive. Sometimes, it will remain motionless throughout the day, waiting for its prey.
SCP-106 can peel off any vertical surface, and can hang upside down in an indeterminate manner.
SCP-106 will try to weaken its prey. This is usually achieved by attacking the main organs, muscle tissue, or legs. Then, it will drag the injured prey into its "pocket dimension".
SCP-106 seemed to prefer humans between the ages of 10 to 25 years as its prey.
SCP-106 can cause a "corrosive" effect on solid objects it comes in contact with. After a few seconds of contact, it will cause the material to physically collapse. The material will go through a process of rust, decay, and finally collapse. SCP-106 will create a black, mucus-like substance on the material, similar to the material that wraps around its body. This effect is particularly harmful to life forms, and is considered a "pre-digestive" behavior. The corrosive effect will last for 6 hours after contact, after which it will "burn out".
SCP-106 can pass through solid objects, leaving behind a corrosive mucus wherever it goes. SCP-106 can "disappear" into solid objects and enter a space that is assumed to be a "pocket dimension". Then, SCP-106 can leave through any solid object that is connected to the solid object it enters. (For example, it can "enter" the inner wall of a room and "exit" the outer wall. Or enter a wall and leave through the ceiling.)
As for the "pocket dimension", it is currently not possible to analyze whether this is the key to SCP-106's prototype, or if it is just a "nest" created by SCP-106.
Limited observation of the "pocket dimension" shows that it is made up of rooms and halls, and has an entrance. This activity can last for "several days", and some projects will be released. Obviously, these are all for the purpose of hunting, recycling, or [REDACTED].]
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SCP-106 (The Old Man), a terrifying old man. One of the deadliest and most difficult Keter-class projects to deal with.
Physical restraints were impossible, and direct physical damage... at least for now, it did not seem to have any effect on him.
Due to his extremely difficult nature to contain, the foundation had to re-evaluate him every three months or after the containment failed.
Although the foundation had been looking for more effective, proactive, and forward-looking containment measures to contain SCP-106, this problem had not been solved yet.
Therefore, the only thing they could do was to maintain continuous surveillance and establish a rapid response mechanism.
Unfortunately, what was happening at this moment seemed to have proven that this method was not very effective.
"Ah! Ah!"
Finally, after about thirty seconds, the leader of the security team, who was responsible for giving orders, let out two final groans and stopped moving ….
A black, decaying substance spread out from his throat, destroying most of the tissues on his upper body. The weapon in his hand had already fallen to the ground, and his limbs hung limply.
At this moment, the other security personnel had basically stopped shooting. They finally noticed that the old black monster was not afraid of bullets at all.
"What the f * ck are you still standing there for? Why are you still not leaving? "Feng Bujue roared again, and turned around to run upstairs.
As he shouted, SCP-106 had already slowly dragged the corroded man to the ground.
The rest of the security personnel saw this and hesitated for a few seconds, until one of them said, "Go! Go up. "Only then did they move.
Feng Bujue breathed a sigh of relief when these guys finally decided to run away. He knew that as long as he kept running and paid attention to the dark matter in all directions, there was a high chance that he would be able to avoid SCP-106.
"Hey, Dan, take off his handcuffs." After running for a short distance, the security personnel who commanded the retreat earlier spoke to the person beside Brother Jue.
Hearing this, Dan hesitated for a few seconds. "Are you sure? Gore? "
"Now is not the time to nag," the man called Gore replied. "The captain is done for. I have the final say here."
At this point, Dan had no room to refute. He immediately took out the handcuff key and unlocked Brother Jue's handcuffs as he ran.
"Oh..." Feng Bujue's lips curled up slightly. "Looks like... there are still one or two people who understand..."
"Cut the crap," Gore replied. "I just don't want to see anyone killed by that monster." He paused for half a second. "Hurry up and tell me everything you know."
"Sure..." Brother Jue first gave Gore a hollow glutinous rice ball, then changed the topic. "But before that... I wonder if you have access to B3?"
"Hmm?" Gore was slightly taken aback. "What are you going to do?"
"Do you even need to ask?" Feng Bujue said. "Of course, I'm going to go in." He lied without batting an eyelid. "If we want to deal with that monster, we have to use something from B3."
While they were talking, they had just arrived at the door of B3.
"Everyone, follow me!" Gore weighed the pros and cons for less than two seconds and made up his mind. He took out a pass from his pocket and opened the electronic door of B3.
Then, the eight of them filed into the corridor of B3.
The lighting here was different from other places. Even though the emergency power was switched, the light on this floor was still white, as if it was not affected by the outside world.
"Looks like... there is an independent power generator on this floor," Feng Bujue muttered as soon as they entered the corridor.
"Okay, we have arrived at B3." At this time, the team member named "Dan" next to Brother Jue turned to him and said, "Now can you tell us... what the monster is?"
"Let's walk and talk," Feng Bujue said, "That thing can go through walls. If we stay where we are, it will probably catch up to us."
There was no doubt about the credibility of this statement. The security team also saw how their captain died. They did not want to be suddenly dragged into the wall or the ceiling.
"Okay, you walk in the middle," Gore said. He then turned to look at Dan and said, "Dan, report the current situation to Officer Kozmo." After the deputy captain gave the two orders, he walked to the front of the team and led them forward.
"So..." Feng Bujue jogged with them as he began to narrate, "You may have heard of the code name of this thing, it is SCP-106..."
In the next five minutes, Brother Jue explained the files of SCP-106 to these people in detail. At the same time, he did not forget to observe the environment on both sides of the corridor. He did not miss a single one of the signs that were marked at the crossings in the corridor.
"You kid... You're not making this up, are you?" After listening to a long description, Gore suddenly turned to Brother Jue and said, "Since they are constantly 'monitoring', why haven't I seen any surveillance footage of this project in the monitoring room?"
"Hmph..." Faced with this level of doubt, Feng Bujue did not panic and answered smoothly, "Why are you asking me this question? I'm just a D-grade personnel. You know better than me how your organization works. "
Gore thought about it and suddenly felt that Lu Zhou was right. For a Keter-level project like this, there must be a special monitoring team responsible for observing. They did not need to worry about it.
"Okay... I'll assume that what you said is true." Gore said again, "Do you know how to deal with SCP-106?"
"Run." Feng Bujue replied in a matter-of-fact tone.
"What?" Gore was obviously angry. "What do you mean?"
"I mean there's no way." Feng Bujue shrugged and smiled. "At this stage, there is no feasible way to destroy this project, and his weaknesses are very limited... Probably only four points are 'will be disturbed when faced with complex and randomly arranged building structures', 'will hide in pocket space when faced with sudden strong light', 'hates lead', and 'will be confused by liquids'. And these four points won't cause any substantial physical harm to him. They're just containment measures … "
Before Brother Jue finished speaking, Gore rushed back and grabbed him by the collar. "Then why did you say that B3 has something to deal with him?"
Although Gore was wearing a helmet, Feng Bujue had no doubt that at this time, Gore had an extremely ferocious and angry face.
"Calm down, buddy." Brother Jue smiled and replied calmly, "Actually, what I really mean is... there is something here that can help us escape."
"You b * stard..." Gore pushed him to the ground and pressed the muzzle of the assault rifle against Brother Jue's forehead. "Do you think I'm a three-year-old child?" He said fiercely, "According to what you said, SCP-106's movements are not agile. If we want to run, can't we just go anywhere?"
"Hmph... how stupid." Feng Bujue snorted coldly. In the face of this situation, his attitude became more arrogant. "Don't you understand? This base is finished. " He knew that in order to convince others, he first had to be full of confidence. Even if it was nonsense, he had to make it sound as real as possible. "Do you think this is the only Keter-level project that escaped?"
As soon as these words came out, the hearts of all the security team members trembled.
"You bunch of cannon fodder, you really don't know your place..." Feng Bujue began to brainwash them again. "You also heard the description of SCP-106's document. In the case of a Keter-level project going out of control, even if an agent is arrested, they won't rescue anyone. And you... what are you? Compared to D-grade personnel like us, you are just a group of higher-level sacrifices. Compared to the commander who is hiding in the distance and controlling you, I am the one who is in the same boat as you, am I not? At least I am in the same situation as you. If we die, we die together. "
He unconsciously pulled this group of people who came to arrest him to his side. However, these security team members of the foundation were also strictly selected. How could they betray him so easily?
"Hmph... you really dare to say that..." Gore snorted coldly. The gun in his hand was still pressed against Brother Jue's forehead, but his tone was slightly calmer. The next second, he turned to Dan and asked, "Dan, how is the communication with the command center going?"
"I can't reach them." Dan shook his head. "I've been calling them since I entered this floor, but there's been no response."
Hearing this, Feng Bujue was overjoyed. He put on an expression that said, "I knew this would happen. I don't think I need to explain any further... You are just a bunch of abandoned pawns, a bunch of consumables that can be replaced at any time." He spread his hands. "Instead of serving the commander who abandoned you, why don't you think about how to save your lives?"
When the security team heard this, they looked at each other... and fell silent.
Feng Bujue knew that they had taken the bait. "If you don't mind, I'll continue the previous topic of 'why did we come to B3'..." He paused. "Actually, B1, B2, B3, or some other emergency shelter, it makes no difference where we escape to. As long as we stay in this base, sooner or later, we will die. If we want to survive... the only way is to use 'space jump' to go somewhere else. "
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