Chapter 25 First Person Poison II.

“SCP—173? What is it? (●—●)”

"Look." Mu Yuanfei spread his hands, "I knew you didn't know." ”

"Leave it alone if I know it, explain it."

"At this moment, according to the general routine, I should tell you that in order to reduce the probability of me being thrown by the organization to feed Uncle 682, it is better for me not to tell you, after all, this is a secret among secrets!" Mu Yuanfei tried to put together the puzzle pieces that he had already found, "But after all, I'm so kind, I still don't plan to trick you." ”

"If you have a conscience, speak quickly."

"Son, do you know why we have such a happy and stable life?" Mu Yuanfei stretched out his arms upwards and made a gesture of gratitude, "All of this is thanks to our SCP Foundation!" ”

“…… You don't think it's a routine?! What kind of foundation looks very unreliable when you hear this?! ”

"Tsk, young man, you are still too young, too simple. Do you know? Humans have been multiplying for 250,000 years now, and only the last 4,000 years are meaningful. ”

Mu Feifei began to skillfully recite a set of statements to Bolivia, her pace of speech was moderate, there were not many breaks in between, it seemed that she should have conveyed this set of words to a large number of people, otherwise it was unlikely that she would have such an astonishing level of proficiency.

"So, what have we been doing for almost 250,000 years? We hid in caves, sat around little campfires, and feared things we didn't understand—explanations of how the sun rose, monsters with human heads and birds, living stones. So we call them 'gods' and 'demons' and ask them for forgiveness and pray for salvation.

After that, their number is decreasing, and ours is increasing. When we fear fewer and fewer things, we begin to look at the world more rationally. However, the inexplicable does not disappear, as if the universe was deliberately trying to appear absurd and inconceivable.

Humanity can no longer live in fear. Nothing can protect us, we must protect ourselves.

While others live in the sun, we must fight them in the shadows and prevent them from being exposed to the public eye so that others can live in a sane, ordinary world. ”

She paused, and inserted some of her own adapted words into her final closing remarks: "So, in order to prevent the destruction of the world, to protect the peace of the world, and to carry out love and true evil, we control, we contain, and we run...... Ah no, we protect. ”

"When I decided to relay the above passage to you, my dear child, it means that I am ready to be thrown away to feed Uncle 682." Mu Yuanfei had a peaceful face, "Or, I was arrested to paint an artistic portrait of 096, or I was forced to test and enter 'a cup of Mu Yuanfei' at 249, of course, it would be great if I could take care of 999......"

"Stop, stop, what the hell are you talking about?"

"I mean, SCP173 is a containment object for this Foundation, and while it appears to be a sculpture made of concrete, it is in fact alive and highly hostile to the outside world. It cannot move within direct line of sight. That is, if you stare at it, it won't move. But as soon as this vision is interrupted, such as blinking, such as turning your head, it will break your neck in an instant, or it will strangle your neck. Mu Yuanfei resumed his work of picking the puzzle pieces, "You are lucky, at least it chose to break your neck instead of strangling you, suffocating to death is not a comfortable way to die." ”

"That's right." Bolivia pondered, "So, why is this 173 here, and, I want to ask, is this SCP Foundation real?" ”

"If you follow the general routine......"

"Still coming?!"

"Okay, I'm not going to tease you." Mu Yuanfei was pleasantly surprised that he had been able to put together a small piece of Area A so quickly, "The SCP Foundation is a fictional work, a series of novels about these anomalous creatures, and the articles in it are all written in the form of archival documents. If you're interested, I can take you back to our world. ”

Bolivia very decisively rejected the offer: "No. You'd better leave it to yourself. ”

"Actually, I have a problem."

"Huh? Tell me about it, maybe I can help you out. ”

"I wonder why such an imaginary object is here for no reason."