Vol 3 Chapter 1050: Limit experiment (end)

Open the metal door in front of you and see a room of about 20 square meters.
The lamp in this room is open, and the view inside the house is clear.
Obviously... this is a "cell" for experimentation.
Moreover, the walls of this cell are almost filled with quirky symbols and words.
Needless to say, I guess everyone guessed it... Here, in the third sleep experiment, Dr. Andre’s cell was held. The writings on the wall are basically written by him with excrement.
"The conditions of the prisoners are not bad..." When they entered the room, they even recited, "...all the whole wheat bread."
When the average person enters this stinky room, even if there is no direct vomiting, at least he will frown. However, when he comes in, he will smell the nose first, and guess the food of the experimental body from the smell... ...
"Well... Dr. Andre’s acne seems to be quite serious." After I entered the house, I glanced around and found that those twilight words were mixed with a lot of dark red parts. This situation is happening almost every day."
He spoke to the trough, and he did not forget the business.
From the time he entered the room, he began to think about the third set of prompts.
"Anti-tank dogs... victims... refused to sacrifice sacrifices... or... go back... return?"

In the third experiment, the first six days were basically the same as the previous two experiments... unchanged.

"The seventh day... pacing back and forth... come... back..."
I read this and I looked at the contents of several walls around me.
"Oh...here..." said the buddy, and he stopped his eyes on the wall facing the door. The seventh line of the wall had the same symbol at the beginning and the end, and painted the two. The cockroaches used in the symbols are all bloody.
"So... the eighth day... the 'four' people except the doctor... oozing blood...to the infirmary. And...the ninth day...archive..."
This time, I thought about it for five minutes, then he turned and left the room.
"Call..." until the time of going out. He realized afterwards that "I thought too much... I ended up in a place full of scent for a long time..."
He also has a mistake when he feels wrong.
However, this kind of mistake will not cause any substantial loss.
............
Fifteen minutes later, the seal returned to the previous gravity-sensing gate.
Now I feel very clear about it. From this gate, the area up to the experimental room No. 1 is a spiral-like spiral inward corridor, except that the corridor is not curved inward but inward at a right angle.
The terrain of this area is also unique throughout the map. The corridors in other areas are all criss-crossed, well-ordered, and extended to the margin of the map; only this place... has a unique design.
"I thought the prompt for the document was pointing to the exit. It seems that I am wrong again..."
Unexpectedly, when there was still a certain distance from the gate, I saw a row of black-pressed figures at the intersection.
There were a total of seven people standing there, six of which were variants of sleep experiments and ritual transformants, and the remaining one was Igor.

In this sandbox with no logo and details at all, the system made a 'map' with all the resources it can use in relation to the main line of the plot... a 'map' that might only exist in my mind. ""
There are so many apparently hostile npcs in the line of sight, but I still feel unmoved, and I continue to think about it...

With very limited resources, the system transformed the way of breaking through this sandbox into
various information
and conveyed it to me.

He is getting closer and closer to those figures, and his footsteps are getting worse.

From the very beginning... The primary goal of the system was not to let me leave the ‘screen.’ But to let me leave the ‘sandbox’.

He took advantage of the hands that were inserted in the pockets on both sides, and leaned forward and prepared for the battle.

The Foundation, after seeing this through, abandoned the observations and instead adopted this strategy...

[Hidden task has been completed]
[Cracking the world view: scp observation plan]
At this moment, two consecutive voice prompts were introduced into the ear.
At the same time, the group of people who stood in front of them also moved.
"Well?" When those people moved, they realized what they were, "Oh... they will still be sold now..."
He instantly judged these enemies in front of him. All have become the same "mixed variants" as themselves.
Obviously, the observers of the Foundation, after seeing what they were doing, also learned how to use the remaining sleep experiment variants to transform Igor, and then injected the variants. Vno-9. In this way... all of these monsters have become the same hybrid variant as the geek.
As for IQ or reason, it doesn't matter. Anyway, the Foundation has directly controlled the actions of these npcs/monsters by means of forced interference. As the last line of defense against the seal, they only have strong strength and fighting instinct...
Ping Pong...
It’s too late, it’s fast! On the occasion of the short-term match, the sensation suddenly stopped. Pulled back and turned over.
The monsters couldn’t stop, accompanied by loud noises... They ran into each other, some hit each other, and some hit the walls on either side of the corridor.
The monsters rushed in the first round, and they ended up in a state of wolverine.
"Very good... still a bit challenging." At this time, the seal has long been thrown away because he has the power to crush the enemy's skull by hand.
However, at the moment he is an enemy seven, and the individual hard power of the seven opponents is not much different from him. In this case, it is difficult to win... It must be based on the experience and skills of combat.
Fortunately... In this respect, I feel great about it.
Don't look at the gangsters of the gangsters, they are raging, but they don't feel that there is no obvious advantage in speed.
To be likened, this scene is like a fighting game... a bunch of very straight and open-minded ai, encircling a master hand.
"Oh... I didn't expect..." After a fight, I couldn't help but smile and said to myself, "I have it today..."
now. He couldn't help but recall the situation when he first encountered [Frenzy Jianying].
The same is not the difference between the physical skills, and feel that the brother is even more powerful in terms of hard power.
However, before Jue got the psionic weapon, he was still beaten by the other side.
And now... I don’t feel that I have become a better fighter. When he looked at the gang of monsters like a flies, they could see through the movements and attack patterns that they could see through at a glance, and finally experienced the feeling of a master.
Thirty seconds after the fight, I was convinced that I had an opportunity to smash the back of a variant with a snake-shaped spur of the right hand and successfully killed one person.
There are two. As the number of monsters decreases, it is easier for them to kill.
The second chance, after twenty seconds...
Unexpectedly, he used a simple fake action to deceive two variants and collided. Then he showed his arms and took two lives.
That's it... After three minutes of playing, seven opponents, only the last one; and that... is Igor.
It’s just that I’m not prepared to make it decisively, and suddenly...
嗡嗡嗡
The buzzing sounded again, and the invisible fluctuations came again from all directions.
"Insane, do you really want to kill Igor?" The next second. The voice of a woman sounded. Her voice sounded far away, and its tone was apparently transmitted through some kind of instrument, slightly distorted. "He is just an innocent experimental body, and a partner who helps you survive all the way."
"Oh...has it been ridiculous to say this now?" Feng Shou heard the words and sneered out, "The real Igor, who died as early as 1949, isn’t it?" "He died in an underground research institute. He became a victim of an experiment." He paused. "At the moment, I am facing an image in the simulated world... He is dead, live. Worth. When you close this rough mirror world, he will disappear... until you open the next parallel universe, there will be another Igor, another Nikolai, another Andre..."
When the voice fell, I couldn't help but jump on the wall and wandered around the air in the back of Igor. I took a sweep. Knocked the other's head.
"Or save it... I am talking to me." When I stopped landing, I calmly answered. "If there is anything, wait until I get to your side and talk again."
The voice did not respond to the feelings, but the distortion of the internal scene of the script was exacerbated.
It is conceivable that... At this time, the Foundation’s side has been burned, and the love card has been played. This is undoubtedly a sign of poverty.
............
After the last batch of blockades were processed, they stopped walking into the corridor behind the gravity-sensing gate.
With his current physical function, there is no question of the survival value and the consumption of physical fitness. Anyway, as long as you do not do strenuous exercise, even if you are walking fast, the two values ​​will continue to recover at a very high speed. .
"Blood...blood...blood...I remember there are indeed a few packs here..."
Two minutes later, the seal had come to the operating room and opened a cabinet in the corner.
"Ah...sure it is here."
In the cupboard, some blood bags are stored. These blood are all in the same blood type, and should be prepared to give Igor blood transfusion when needed.
Previously, when I discovered that I was exploring this room, I found these blood bags. Considering that these bloods are different from their own blood types, and Igor's blood is already fluorescent, I don't have any blood on it.
"Ok, walk up..." At the moment, I felt that I had taken a few blood bags, and then I left and turned left, and then proceeded.
Passing through the room where scp-1011 was stored, he was very cautiously obscuring his sight, lest he was in trouble...
After another period, I stopped coming to the experimental room, which was the room where he was originally transferred.
After entering the house, he turned on the light and then walked over to the huge mirror. He directly punctures a blood bag with the power of his fingers and starts to draw a character...
He drew a total of four symbols, Dr. Andre's cell... on the seventh line of the door wall... repeated symbols marked with blood from hemorrhoids.
After the painting, the blood in the blood bag is also used.
So, the seal also threw away the blood bag, and wiped his hand on his already slimy, dirty clothes, and then looked at the mirror... revealing an evil smile.
"I know that you are watching." He smiled and said, "Oh... the system uses the case of the 'anti-tank dog' to compare your experiments, it is quite appropriate..."
At the same time as he said this, the four symbols on the mirror gradually changed... they gave a bright red glow.

It is telling the story of a... human beings paying for their arrogance.

[The current task has been completed and the main line task has been changed]
At this moment, the system prompts again.
Unlocked to open the game menu, found that [escape from the experimental base] this has been ticked, and the new main line task is [destroy all observations of the scp-32 in the Foundation].
Almost at the same moment when he saw the task, the mirror in front of him collapsed.
"Pong Bells and Bells..." A series of crisp glass cracks began to sound, and they continued to pass through...
In the face of this scene, the eyes did not blink, let the fragments of the mirror splash toward themselves.
The result... all the fragments are like invisible projections, passing through his body, without causing any harm.
"What is this again... Shouldn't it be a physical facility?" Looking at the dark space behind the mirror, the whispered softly.
Ping-pong bell
On the other hand, the cracking sound has not subsided, and it seems like it is endless.
Because... broken is not just the mirror, but the whole space.
The cracks on the mirror stretched out and spread to the walls, the ceiling, and even the ground...
When the eyes are not aware of the power, they are all broken, and the "layers" of the surface are turned into inaccessible pieces, which disappear and disappear. The black space on the bottom layer is without any light source. I can't see anything soon.
Then, it is silence, and darkness...
Silent, no shadow.
However, after all, this is not the door to nothingness... at least I can still hear my breathing and heartbeat, and there is no feeling of being eroded by spirit.
After the interest rate, finally...
whispering sound
The dull metal pull and the venting of an obvious pneumatic valve came.
Then, in front of the unconscious, there was a strong light... (~^~)