Chapter 177: Dr. Bright wants to give a gift; things Dr. Bright is not allowed to do at the Foundation! [Please subscribe!]

"Huh? Why would Dr. Bright want to be liberated from SCP-963? 'Eternity,' 'immortality'—these are things so many people dream of, yet can never obtain."

"Agreed. The Xianzhou ships sail into the sea of stars precisely because the Emperor craved longevity, which is why he dispatched the ships to seek the elixir of life, right? Even now, how many short-lived species come to the Xianzhou 'Luo Fu' every day, begging for immortality, only to be turned away?"

"Is it possible that if he changed his approach, Dr. Bright would also be willing to live a good life? Perhaps every resurrection and death is a form of torture?"

"Ha? Don't kid yourself. You can't even imagine the joys of a long-lived species. Even if you accomplish nothing for 500 years, it's no big deal. But look at short-lived species at 30—no spouse, no car, no house—see if they aren't panicking?"

"nevermindscandalandliber!"

"I, for one, would like to use this SCP to create countless versions of myself. One to learn painting, one to learn singing, one to learn dancing… feels like there's so much I could do."

"And then have two of yourself fall in love? Seems doable. A pair of opposite sexes, enjoying it simultaneously, and when you die, you can merge the two portions of happiness into one."

"NMD, full of yellow waste in your head, aren't you? I suggest you help yourself say goodbye to your hot dog."

"Open your perspective. We should artificially create accidents to help preserve the memories of important figures, and then they will gain eternal life."

"Is there a possibility that this technology is already mature and is called consciousness uploading?"

……

Seeing Dr. Bright cast an inquiring gaze his way, Sampo did not hesitate and waved his hand in refusal.

Just kidding. Knowing there was a major problem down there, he would have to be thick-headed to keep walking down.

His brain wasn't broken!

The reason the protagonist groups in old horror movies are so criticized—

Isn't it because they know there's a ghost ahead, yet they walk right into its face, ultimately meeting a miserable end where they all die without a burial place?

When has he, Sampo, ever done anything rashly without considering the consequences?

Although his internal monologue was rich, Sampo maintained his signature smile and was polite:

"No need, no need. I was just curious for a moment."

"You've already said how dangerous it is inside, so I won't take the risk of disturbing Mr. Ghost's sleep."

Knowing Sampo's choice, Dr. Bright shook his head slightly:

"What a pity." *** **CHAPTER 179**