At this moment, Lu Yuan's heart was flooded with a very bad premonition. But by the time he focused his attention on the man's tattoo again, 71 had once again been shrouded in darkness.

Lu Yuan was silent for a while...... And No. 71 couldn't help but smile when he saw him suddenly fall silent.

"Hehe, what's the matter, did the stunned brain suddenly get back its memory?" No. 71 leaned against the cold wall and said as if jokingly, "So now you finally realize that you can't run away at all, right, so what are you waiting for?" Do as I say, that's the best you can get right now......."

However, I didn't wait for No. 71 to finish.

"Uh...... That 71st brother. Lu Yuan seemed to have made up his mind and said, "Can you show me the tattoo on your shoulder?" ”

"What?" Brother No. 71 was suddenly puzzled.

"That's it...... That tattoo, near your left shoulder, I just saw by chance. Lu Yuan said.

"Oh, that's what you say." No. 71 seemed to suddenly realize: "I'm sorry, this thing was engraved when I was born, so much so that I forgot it existed." ”

As he spoke, No. 71 shifted his body, moved out of the shadow in the corner, and then turned his left shoulder in the direction of Landing...... Perhaps it had been a long time since he had communicated with a sensible being, but Number 71 was friendly and cooperative.

But...... At this moment, Lu Yuan was jumping up in his heart and yelling, "~".

Because, now he clearly saw the tattoo on the other party's shoulder.

One circle, and three other circles from 12 o'clock, 4 o'clock, and 8 o'clock, all point to the shoulders in the inner center of the circle.

The appearance of this icon has already cast a layer of "absurd, ridiculous, unbelievable, fuck" flavor on the worldview of this copy.

Because, this icon stands for ...... Secure、Contain、Protect。

That's right, it's the one Lu Yuan has been to twice, the [SCP Foundation] of Raushzi.

After a long time, Lu Yuan finally gasped: "That............ Brother No. 71, I want to ask, what year is it? ”

It's no wonder that Lu Yuan would ask this kind of question, because as far as he knows, copies of the SCP Foundation generally exist in an era of technological modernization and popularization of civilization, but at this moment, where he is, he can't see the slightest sense of science and technology, Lu Yuan's perception, this is an era of 18 years, pre-Victorian period, and even electric lights are not very popular.

Could it be that in this era, the SCP Foundation has already been established?

However...... What Lu Yuan never imagined was that No. 71 gave his answer, which was even more bloody than he imagined.

"What year?" He wondered, "Oh, you're asking the world...... This ......"

No. 71 seemed to be trying to remember something: "It must be between the 210th and 215th years when the Gate of the Dead Gate opened, please forgive me for not remembering the year for a long time." ”

"No, no, no, I'm asking, what year is it now." Lu Yuan interrupted the other party and asked.

"A.D.? What does A.D. mean? ”

"Hiss......" This is Lu Yuan's second breath of cold air in just two minutes. But he finally understood what the other party meant by the phrase "history is extremely chaotic".

"Well, it looks like this question is a bit hard for you, then...... You should be able to explain to me what this tattoo on your shoulder means. Lu Yuan pointed to the icon on his shoulder.

"This icon?" No. 71 was stunned for a moment: "This icon is what all hunters have to tattoo when they are born, this is the mark of the hunter." ”

Lu Yuan frowned: "Do all hunters have this mark?" ”

"Of course, it's common sense."

"Then ......" Lu Yuan organized the words: "Then do you have any other names for the Hunter Guild, such as ...... SCP

...... Or what's the name of a foundation or something? ”

No. 71 looked at Lu Yuan with a very strange look: "I don't know what you're talking about, maybe the stuffy stick behind your head hasn't fully woken up yet." ”

"Okay." Lu Yuan rubbed his head helplessly. He now finds that the world is more complicated than he ever imagined. The Hunter No. 71, who was so complicated that the cell opposite, had no way of answering him anything.

"Well, anyway, let's get you out first, didn't you say there's a human gathering place around this slaughterhouse? Please, take me there, okay. Lu Yuan said, already holding the chain with one hand.

"Whee!" He hummed softly, and then the chain in his hand was crumpled in half.

Sure enough, this kind of skill that has no lethality at all is surprisingly easy to use in non-combat situations. Immediately after, Lu Yuan broke all his handcuffs and foot cuffs.

However, this set of operations, the No. 71 on the opposite side didn't see it, he still smiled: "Hehe, it seems that you still haven't figured out your situation, okay, then I won't talk nonsense with you, anyway, after a while, you will notice it yourself, and you can't even help the handcuffs in your hands........ Ahhhh——————h

Before he could finish speaking, No. 71 suddenly burst out with a terrifying exclamation, fortunately, there were no guards patrolling here, otherwise, with this voice, it is estimated that a large number of people would have to be found.

And the reason why No. 71 was so frightened was because as he was talking, he saw a hand come straight in front of him from the wall.

This is a scene that is difficult to describe in words, but you can understand that the stone walls between the cells are not stone walls at all, but painted cakes, which are very soft, and then a hand pokes directly from the other side of the cake...... That's pretty much it.

Immediately after, another pair of hands came out of the wall, and these two hands clasped the wall, and I don't know what kind of magic the kid on the other side used, anyway, the wall quickly softened, and then a hole half a person high appeared.

Seventy-One's whole face was filled with a wonderful expression, and he glared and grinned as he watched the guy across from him crawl through the hole.

"You, you, you...... Who are you? No. 71 subconsciously stepped back, in fact, he didn't flinch at all in the face of those cruel torture instruments, but when facing this fellow inmate, he inexplicably had a feeling of fear.

And at this moment, the kid was also afraid of the cell on the side of No. 71, and he patted the broken grass residue on his body.

"Oh, my name is Lu Yuan, it's nice to meet you." He held out his hand and said politely.