Chapter 1024

How to choose?

Should I bet all hope on this man?

"I see him." Ulrich made a choice.

Marion did not respond.

"I will bring him out." Ulrich promised. Just thinking about this attempt made her internal organs tighten. "I will let him come to see you."

Marion did not reply.

A short six consecutive words had drained all her strength. She felt angry and frustrated at her own incompetence, as if pressed under the lead block of heavy memories, thinking and surviving both becoming painful.

After the promise, Ulrich also fell into silence.

She was thinking about how to fulfill her promise.

Ulrich's ability to interact with the physical universe was very limited.

Other ω-0 agents could create real supernatural phenomena—adjusting temperature, moving furniture, but she was not an expert in this area.

What she could do was just make phone calls, leave messages on walls, and other small things. These abilities were unlikely to make Adam move.

She couldn't even be sure if Adam still had self-awareness.

After some thought, Ulrich decided to go deep into Adam's mind and perform a surgical operation.

His mind was very solid, and he was bathed in the radiation-like existence of "SCP-3125" at all times.

Ulrich could only cut a knife carefully, remove a part, then wait for Adam's mind to self-repair, wait a few days, and perform the next cut.

The entire operation spanned several weeks in reality, and the huge patience required almost exceeded Ulrich's limit.

During this period, Marion didn't say a word.

She seemed to have only a few words of opportunity left, and each one would bring her closer to a breakdown.

Marion had to use it cautiously and wait patiently.

"He will definitely come," Ulrich said. "He will come soon."

……

Ulrich gazed at the curled figure of Adam Marion from a distant, abstract height.

After writing those words, Marion Wheeler was dead, and her conceptual form had completely dissipated.

After realizing this, Adam Wheeler's spiritual world collapsed, scattering all over the ground.

This scene was too terrifying and incredible in Ulrich's eyes.

Adam's mind shouldn't be so fragile, even if his mind had been swallowed by "SCP-3125" and saved, it hadn't been as fragmented as it was now.

Perhaps this is the true weakness of this man; only this method can hurt his mind, make him collapse completely, and never be able to stitch himself together again.

——Bring his wife to him, a cripple with severe brain damage, just when she was about to die.

Ulrich quietly picked up a pen on the other side of the blackboard, avoiding the place where Marion's portrait was, and chose another font:

【I am very sorry】

【I am very sorry】

【Adam, please answer the phone】

【I need your help】

Adam lay slumped on the cold floor, falling into a faint.

He didn't hear Ulrich trying her best to call him through the phone in another office, letting the phone ring echo in the empty teaching building in vain.

"That's it." Ulrich whispered softly.

No one listened, and no one needed to listen.

She was also dying, just like Marion.

With Marion passing away first, the last bond anchoring Ulrich's existence no longer existed.

She might have a few hours left.

Ulrich watched the memory of Marion in Adam's mind emitting dazzling light.

Her form at this time gave her a unique advantage, supporting her in performing a cleaner, more permanent treatment.

Although for the person involved, this would be an unbearable spoiler.

"I can't lose her." Adam's voice came from his face pressed against the floor.

He begged: "Please, don't take her away."

【You must save the world】

【There is no one else】

"Let the world go to hell, let it turn to ashes."