Chapter 138
The document continues.
[All SCP-2000 subsystems have been successfully reconstructed in a laboratory environment; all procedures related to the facility are non-anomalous in nature.]
[To fulfill its primary mission, SCP-2000 is equipped with 500,000 human replicators. At peak capacity, SCP-2000 can produce 100,000 viable, non-anomalous humans per day (requiring a five-day warm-up period).]
[The system collects raw materials from local geothermal springs and subterranean magma via an underground Riemann pipeline. It is equipped with a computer memory bank containing all known human genomes, which allows the system to reconstruct any lost human genome or create entirely new and unique genomes as needed to restore the human population.]
[Humans produced through this process can be accelerated to any desired age without the need for the initial five-day incubation period. In addition to creating physical traits, the human replicators can implant memories through G-class hallucinogens and developmental hypnosis techniques.]
[The life histories, neural scans, and genomes of numerous Foundation personnel—including all those with Level 4/2000 clearance or higher—are preserved to ensure that the activation of SCP-2000 and the execution of "Lazarus-01" can proceed normally even if only one person survives.]
[After the Foundation fails to prevent a K-Class scenario, the security system of SCP-2000 will unlock, allowing any Foundation personnel to initiate "Procedure CYA-009." If SCP-2000 has not been activated after 20 years, security will be further relaxed, allowing any non-anomalous human to enter the facility and initiate the procedure.]
[Once activated, the internal monitoring system of SCP-2000 will attempt to determine the location and assess the status of all Level 4/2000 personnel. Key mission personnel who are not found will be replicated according to their most recent neural scan files and awakened before any other systems are initialized.]
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Luofu Luofu Xianzhou "Luo Fu."
"What exactly has the Foundation experienced?"
Fu Bai Xuan looks at the content in the file with a solemn expression.
When the light screen only displayed a few scattered lines of text, she did not take this file to heart.
Compared to the distant file of unknown origin, the reality warper named Zhao Zhao Zhao Zena and the strange celestial phenomena that occurred in the early morning have much greater significance.
In Fu Bai Xuan's heart, the Foundation is an almost omnipotent organization.
This behemoth, which combines mystery and great power, controls countless SCPs and has strong figures like the Administrator sitting in command.
What kind of big trouble could it have?
The greatest loss the Foundation has ever suffered did not come from an SCP, but from Dr. Kondraki, one of the four Doctors of the Apocalypse.
She waits for the file content to continue as usual, but the subsequent content exceeds her expectations.
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Upon seeing the subsequent file, it is as if she discovered that all the diviners of the Divination Commission had skipped work to play "Celestial Jade."
Fu Bai Xuan only feels a roar in her brain, and her small mouth opens subconsciously.
Although it is crowned with the name "SCP."
"Deus Ex Machina" is a purely technological creation, involving no supernatural factors at all!
From the day the Foundation designed and built "Deus Ex Machina," they did not harbor any wishful thinking, and even prepared means such as memory implantation.
At this point, scenes of natural disasters seem to emerge before Fu Bai Xuan's eyes; whenever humanity is about to be completely extinct, the Foundation will activate this final means, using its own way to protect the entire human civilization from heading toward extinction.
Even if the previous humans might have died out completely.
Even if all traces left by those great martyrs who struggled in the apocalypse are completely wiped away.
Even if those who inherit human civilization are a group of clones who walked out of human replicators and inherited false memories.
If the wood on a ship is gradually replaced until all the wood is no longer the original wood, is this ship still the original ship?
The Foundation has given its own answer.
They are, as they claim, faithfully protecting all of humanity, rather than individual humans.
Fu Bai Xuan suddenly thinks of a terrifying possibility.
——Since the Foundation can restart its own civilization, when the Foundation formally steps into the stars, has it ever restarted the entire universe?
"Has it, or has it not?"
Fu Bai Xuan turns her head, looking at the darkening sky outside the window, feeling somewhat panicked.
The bushes in the shadows, baring fangs and brandishing claws; everything familiar within the Divination Commission had become strange and alien.
"No, it's not like this……"
Fu Bai Xuan struggles to calm herself down, and then remembers a group of great existences—the Aeons.
Her heart becomes peaceful.
Unless the Foundation can influence the Aeons and restart the universe along with them, no matter how they restart the universe, they cannot bypass this hurdle.
Furthermore, there is the "Memory" Aeon, "Fuli."
He believes: thought is existence, and memory is the proof of existence.
He holds the Path of "Memory," recording everything that has been forgotten, preparing for the rebirth of the universe.
"Looking at it this way, the Foundation's 'Deus Ex Machina' is actually quite similar to 'Fuli'."
"Both are making the worst-case preparations."
Fu Bai Xuan murmurs.
The next moment, the text gradually fades.
Immediately after, the scene on the screen gradually changes, replacing the black screen with an ocean.
Clear water and blue waves, sparkling, vast and boundless.
Outside the screen, a somewhat hoarse male voice sounds.
"I really want to write from the beginning of things, but honestly, I don't know when this world began to end……"
"Maybe a long time ago, or maybe it ended all at once."
"Hiss……"
He breathes in deeply, the choking smell of smoke filling his lungs. While nicotine brings pain, it also gives a hallucination of clarity, making the man realize once again that he is not in a dream; what is before him is the truth, the reality of the world.
"This world is fucking crazy……"
Foundation Level 4 Agent, Luo Luo Bote, stares at the screen, unable to help but have such a thought.
Warm air, cool seawater, waves surging on the sea surface, shattering white bouquets.
Memories related to the sea are cool and beautiful.
Golden beaches, white yachts, enthusiastic beauties, and translucent bikinis.
If only there weren't the floating debris, the overflowing oil slicks, the bodies surrounded by them, and that flock of seagulls circling over this sea area.
How nice would that be?
"Swish—swish—"
"Rumble—"
The sky outside the window is heavy with haze, the sky like lead, pale lightning reminding people again and again that it is dark, yet it vanishes in an instant.
The rhapsody of raindrops hitting the glass is buried again and again by the sound of keyboard typing.
Luo Luo Bote has no time to sympathize with the victims.
He is not cold-blooded, or some potential anti-human element.
But he personally feels that dying without knowing anything at this moment is a pretty good outcome.
Television, square screen, the man trapped in the frame is talking to the air.
"You are watching CBB News, I am Frank."
"This morning, a cruise ship carrying over 2,000 passengers and crew sank; this is the most serious cruise ship disaster in recent years."
"It is reported that this was a tourist route from Britain to America."
"However, about 500 kilometers from the coast, the cruise ship suddenly exploded and caught fire, causing the hull to break and sink rapidly."
"After receiving the distress signal, the Coast Guard immediately dispatched helicopters and rescue ships to the scene."
"The cause of the explosion is unknown, casualties are unknown, and rescue operations are still ongoing."
"The cruise ship operator stated that they are investigating the cause of the accident and express their condolences and compensation to the families of the victims and survivors."
"Our station will continue to broadcast the latest news for you."
"……"
The sunken cruise ship is named Magic.
Just like its name, in all the news, there are only some still photos of it when it was intact, one perfect wallpaper after another, full of magic, attracting longing.
Only missing is all the content related to its sinking process.
Everything has been deliberately hidden.
Luo Luo Bote pinches the bridge of his nose, trying to suppress the annoying irritability.
"Still controlling information?"
The existence of the Foundation and many other anomalous organizations is no longer a secret, and the world even knows that there are many incredible things in this world, and occasionally appearing anomalies are also content that people talk about with relish.
But this does not mean that the public can accept the dark and cruel side of the world.
Especially the fact that the end of the world is near.
The capable agent stops his wild thoughts, moves the mouse, and replays the unprocessed raw footage.
End of Chapter
