Chapter 114: .Crowd Tactics

"..."
The "roarer" had made up his mind and closed his mouth tightly.
Intuition is so, every cell in the body is screaming frantically to tell him not to shout like that.
Can’t communicate in their language and cannot communicate. The
roarer
is not stupid. Don't be afraid to shout boldly, it's a fool to do what she wants.
"and so--"
Lin You smiled and said, "Why don't you shout?"
The air fell silent.
The man standing opposite suddenly smiled.
Every skin he exposed was covered with scars, even his cheeks were no exception. Those crooked scars, like scars left by rapid healing after a fire, just lie on his face like this. At this time, he forced a smile to make people stop thinking about him except for the word savage. Because of the stiffness of the muscles, the corners of his mouth are grinning upwards, full of malicious intentions.
He did.
Lifting one foot, the "roarer" moved here.
Lin You secretly said that it was not good.
If he really only had the ability to destroy objects with sound, he would not be able to breach containment so easily, nor would he be registered as "Keter".
But any woman who enters within 20 meters of the "roaring person" will be affected by him, lose all self-control and jump and shout - although it can be recovered after being forced out of this range Reasonable, the person concerned is ashamed of this and thinks he is a black history, but the process of opening this is not easy.
The "roaring man" also used this and the power of his own voice to break through containment.
It's hard to say exactly how to produce such a mental impact, and the naked eye can't tell whether he has reached the edge of his ability range. In any case, it wouldn't be a good thing to let him get close. But at the moment there is no way to retreat, and if you want to go outside, you might bump into the group of agents. Lin You will never do this rashly.
"Come on," she turned her head and gave Mary Shaw a look, "go on."
Mary Shaw: "..."
The past is vivid, and the painful memories of those two hot peppers that were so hot that the throat is so dry and painful all come to mind because of this glance.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help looking coldly and regretfully at the scared man on the opposite side. Not only did she want to add two more things to the other person, but she also wanted to let other guys experience what she had suffered.
Why don't you say that he doesn't bark? If he asks, she just pulls his tongue out to dip the chili noodles.
The "roaring person" was scalp stunned by the stark eyes of the other party, but he didn't care so much, as long as he passed, as long as he passed over--
He only felt that his trousers were caught.
The "roaring man" lowered his head and saw a pair of wood-carved palms tightly sandwiching the piece of cloth.
But the puppet with high calves was standing next to him, hugging his legs, raising the snow-white to a little face, and his bright red lips fell down, like a grin full of malicious smile.
-Get out!
He always felt that he shouldn't make a noise, so he had to raise his leg viciously, trying hard to throw it to the side.
The puppet didn't have much strength, his arms loosened softly, and when his head tilted sideways because of hitting the wall, the corners of his mouth still had that weird curvature.
But in the next second, before the "roarer" approached his target, another pair of thin wooden arms encircled him from behind. The puppets following them passed faster one by one, surging continuously, and they climbed up the man's legs.
And what was different from the one at the beginning was that these wooden gadgets actually weighed on him like a huge amount. The "roaring man" was still trying to move forward, but the puppets dragged him step by step, and finally his knee weakened and he knelt on one knee.
The body was covered with weird puppets, and new batches were thrown away. The man's tightly closed lips were already loosened. He was not a good temper that could not be shaken. It is better to say that it was because of anger Make the sound have that power.
The "roaring man" couldn't help wondering if his intuition was wrong. He couldn't bear the broken pieces of wood at all, he couldn't help deafening them together with the ears of the guy standing there with the sound—
The anger finally reached its peak when a puppet climbed up to laugh at his head wantonly and twitched his ears.
He grabbed the rotten piece of wood and slammed it straight to the ground.
"Ah ah ah ah ah -"
The puppets on his body suddenly stopped moving when he roared.
It was at this moment that the "roaring man" realized that he had been tricked.
But at this time, it was too late to say anything and do anything. He fell heavily to the ground, and his body no longer listened to his own commands-he also experienced the feelings of those women controlled by him to some extent. The bald man who was not struggling watched the puppet-like woman approaching step by step, grabbed his chin, and opened his mouth forcefully.
No matter how he resisted, the tongue was still pulled straight out of his mouth, and it couldn't move again, and no matter how hard he tried, there was only a vague whine.
Only then did Lin You slowly let go of her hands covering her ears.
"As for me, I'm still very good at talking." She said kindly, "You want to have a tongue or you want to die, you choose."
Roaring person: "..."
Do you call this a good talk? ! !
The person who screamed: "Oh, oh, oh—"
Lin You: "Weird, what else does he want to say?"
"He said he likes spicy, and he wants to eat chili when he's frightened." Mary Shaw instigated insidiously, "It's best to get Mexican devil peppers and stuff them all in one breath."
Lin You: "..."
Isn't this just what you want to do to him?
She still stood in place and didn't rush over. As for Mary Shaw, after she died, she could still be attached to any puppet after she died. She could not simply be defined by gender. Maybe this is the reason for being able to go straight to and decisively pull her tongue.
"What a fate," Lin You said, "I won't stop her from doing anything to you. If you are still alive, you will be handed over to the Foundation."
"I personally recommend another option."
She said.
"You can have all the tails, but you will have to do things for me in the future."
What's so special about the wild geese being pecked every year, the "roaring man" lay down on the ground, panting, and after all, tightening the fingers on the ground.
Mary Shaw snorted. She has collected so many tongues. She really hasn't collected any of them. Seeing that there was one more, it didn't fall into his own hands in the end.
She only hated that she didn't have two chili peppers, but it was not too regretful. Since there was nothing wrong with her, he simply hugged Billy and a few other puppets, and disappeared in place.
The corridor restored the calm she had when she first arrived, and Lin You walked over and picked up the card that fell on the ground.
[Name: SCP-638 "The Roaring Man"]
【Card Number: 038】
【Level: R】
[Remarks: Men whose whole body is covered with scars due to an unknown accident, even if they can heal themselves, the scars still exist. When he is completely enraged, he can not only bend the steel, but also make loud and powerful shouts. At the same time, it will have a spiritual impact on any women within 20 meters of him. But recently, it seems that I am suffering from puppet phobia for unknown reasons. It is recommended to use desensitization therapy, and maybe I will become good friends with the puppets. 】
Lin You: "..."
Are you the devil?
I don't know who the "Roaring Man" and Mary Shaw will be the first to disagree with this idea.
Lin You put the card directly into the illustration book, planning to use him as a remote AOE in the future.
Encountering the "roaring person" at least brought her a little bit more benefit-his behavior proved that it is safe to take the elevator, back 10,000 steps, and will not be discovered by the agents for the time being.
Anyway, there was no other way to go, she walked directly into the elevator. There were only two buttons in the car, one up and one down, and Lin You pressed the up button.
The elevator car rises slowly. When he hovered over a certain floor, Lin You stepped out of the door.
To be honest, she looked no different from the previous corridor, but she quickly chose the direction and walked quickly.
The "roarer" is a "Keter"-level SCP. In turn, he can find it in the direction of his fleeing. Maybe it is possible to follow the vine to tell where other high-risk SCPs are contained.
As he walked in, Lin You noticed the more obvious cracks on the wall or door frame. Obviously, the "roarer" escaped from here.
She was on guard against all movements, but she could prevent her from a door that opened suddenly when she passed by.
Lin You: "..."
The female researcher who came out: "..."
She looked exhausted, and her white coat was buttoned up in a mess, apparently one of the affected by SCP-638's breach of containment. The researcher looked at the D-class personnel uniform on Lin You in shock, as if suddenly remembering something.
A second before the scream burst out, the female researcher rolled her eyes and fell to the ground softly.
Behind her, the broomstick was still hanging there, impressively maintaining a swing posture.
Then, the broomstick that was released by the invisible hand dropped to the ground.
"Finally—"
There was a breathless voice from far and near from the opposite side, "I finally caught up."
Iris, who hurriedly ran over, slapped her knees and breathed a few times, then raised her head and shook the photo in her hand.
"I took, I took pictures of all the places I could take," she explained with a little bit of breath, stumbling, "turning around and staring at these photos, and then she ran over here when she saw you got off the elevator "
"Thank you." Lin You said sincerely.
This sentence made Yuan's embarrassed a bit, and she looked at the female researcher who was knocked out by her.
"sorry Sorry--"
She apologized repeatedly and pulled the other's shoulders. Lin You also came up to help, and the two of them dragged the researcher back to her office.
"I heard."
When she closed the door again, Yuan Wei opened her mouth: "After we moved here, the reinforcements sent here also escorted back a group of captured D-class personnel, will it..."
Lin You was startled.
She could hear what I mean, but that Jian Mingjia might be among them, and asked her if she wanted to confirm.
"It's okay," she said, "no need."
She trusts her hair well enough, knowing that no matter how she goes, she will definitely not be caught.
"But then again—"
"I thought you would be executed on the spot."
Yuanla looked at her in surprise, and even though she didn't know how the other party knew about it, she still explained.
"Well, yes," she took a deep breath, "usually this is how it is done."
The death row prisoners who were introduced as D-class personnel did not know what they were about to face. The Foundation concealed the truth from them. Some people even knew at the moment before their death that it was not because of what they said to help work for a certain period of time. It's as simple as being free again. And when the site is out of control or one month later, the D-class personnel who learned the truth are either executed or amnesticized. The current conclusion is that there are only two kinds of statements circulating. It seems that this game uses the latter one. Kind.
"However, this time when the undercover agents of the Chaos Insurgency were involved, they brought back a few, probably because they wanted to interrogate what happened."
Lin You got it.
She had guessed before that if ordinary players escaped from the facility, the level was successfully cleared. As for her, being taken away by the Foundation can't be regarded as an escape. It can only be said to be forced to continue to develop the story of the dungeon. And those players are probably like her, triggering the hidden plot.
But it doesn't matter to her, Lin You knows exactly what she wants.
"Lend me to see your picture?" she asked.
Yuanwei handed it over quickly, and Lin You turned over one by one. The real-time images in Yion's eyes became ordinary when they were in her hands, but when she turned to one of them, her pupils shrank suddenly and stopped moving.
Do not say anything else.
She knows how to accept the butler's bell.

Two sneaky figures flashed through the empty corridor.
One was tall, the other was half shorter and round, and they both wore orange underwear of different models.
"Come here," he hurriedly slipped from behind the wall on this side to the other side, and the taller hurriedly waved at the fat one, "Hurry up."
The fat one just ran over, and it happened to hear a voice coming from a distance, and the two D-class personnel were immediately frightened. It was a real loss because of a push from the tall elbow, the door behind was not locked, and his top opened "squeaky" open.
The two of them wished there was a place to hide at this time, and when they saw no one, they hurriedly got in and closed the door-this time you can watch it, don't let it be blown by the wind and reveal that someone is hiding in the empty office Thing.
"After a long time of bad luck, it's finally a transfer, huh?"
The fat man wiped off his cold sweat with his sleeve, "How unlucky you said that you were caught here."
"That's not the case." The taller slapped his thigh, "Just one step away! Just one step short of running away and got caught! Alas!"
The two players sighed face to face, their abilities were not particularly outstanding, and they didn't run very fast-otherwise they wouldn't be caught by the task force-they would have lost their lives even now. Unexpectedly, there will be a follow-up story after the copy is not finished. There are two more SCPs running out of this site. I heard how one of the newcomers was going, but the two of them didn't listen to all of them.
"Stop here to avoid the wind."
The taller directly dragged the chair and sat down, "I hope no one will come."
On the contrary, the fat man couldn't stand idle. He tried to flip through the keys with his head full of sweat. He might have been inspired to figure out a way to escape from this heavily guarded base. He just walked to the printer and suddenly saw a piece of newly typed paper inserted in it.
He took a closer look and said, "Huh".
"Where did the fax come from? About that new SCP?"
I am afraid that the new SCP breached containment. I don’t know where it went, just in case it was advertised. It’s just that the employees in this office were so eager that they even forgot to lock the door and didn’t come back to see this A fax, but let him see it.
Thinking of this, the fat man reached out and took it off.
When he was busy escaping, he couldn't bother to listen to what the group of agents said. The tall man became a little curious at the moment, "What is it?"
"Wait a minute," said the fat man, "it was discovered on the 19th site, the original identity is a D-class personnel, or an Asian... eh, isn't the 19th where we stayed before? ?"
Speaking of the back, he himself realized something.
Fatty: "..."
Taller: "..."
Both of them saw the error in each other's eyes.
This shouldn't...
...Is a player?