Chapter 218

Jarilo-VI, Goethe Hotel.

March 7th lay flat on the bed, covering her eyes with her forearm, refusing to move no matter how "Stelle" tickled her.

"My eyes have been critically hit, I need to be quiet."

Even on the Luofu Luofu Xianzhou, those long-lived species who were knowledgeable and had seen all kinds of storms were deeply critically hit by Dr. Bright.

Miss Miss Qingque looked at the black pork in the cafeteria, and the image of Dr. Bright posing and making eyes involuntarily appeared in her mind.

A chill ran through her heart.

Even Diviner Fu deliberately avoided this dish.

The screen switched again, and returned to the conference room.

The O5 Councilor who questioned Dr. Gears was still sitting here.

This man in a respectable suit straightened the glasses on the bridge of his nose, scrutinizing the object of this time.

Dr. Bright.

"Dr. Bright, do you have any further thoughts on why you went to Site-17?"

Dr. Bright shook his head.

Indicating denial.

"Do you know how you managed to bypass the facility with the SCPs you collected?"

Dr. Bright continued to shake his head.

The O5 Councilor tapped the table with his fingers.

"Thump! Thump!"

"Could you please explain the conversation between you and Dr. Clef?"

Dr. Bright stuck out his tongue, rolled his eyes, and started acting weird:

"Oook."

"Ookeek, okook..."

The O5 Councilor was a bit puzzled; what happened to Dr. Bright? Did the D-class body he just changed into break already?

Just as he was puzzled, he saw Bright actually take off "Immortality" and stuff it into his pocket.

Borrowing the disconnection.

To evade the scrutiny of the O5 Council!

"This is ridiculous!"

The O5 Councilor slammed the table, stood up, looked down, and glared at the other party:

"I know very well that you scientists play pranks on each other, but this time is at a terrible period."

Site-17 was in a mess, a large number of SCPs breached containment, and there were SCPs that died completely...

The Administrator might not have any thoughts on this, but the O5 Councilors were not as tolerant as the old man.

He looked at the shadows in the conference room.

Foundation security personnel were standing there, and some were standing there fully armed.

"Once Dr. Bright returns to a human body, the interrogation will continue."

The councilor ordered as such.

9: 4.

Bright... what exactly did you come here for? And you even brought a shoulder bag.

Dr. Clef was full of questions, but this was not a reason for him to let go of that shoulder bag.

He picked up the shoulder bag, pulled the zipper, and saw a metallic-colored six-sided die inside, with a bright white lightning bolt drawn on the face facing up.

This die looked very ordinary, nothing special except for the pattern.

But the moment Dr. Clef saw it, he was both nervous and excited.

"'SCP-776-ARC'?"

Without a doubt, this was an SCP.

"Could this be the so-called 'there must be supplies before a great war'?"

Subsequently, the file for "SCP-776-ARC" appeared.

【SCP: A slightly unfortunate die】

【Item #: SCP-776-ARC】

【Danger Level: Euclid】

【Item Description:】

【"SCP-776-ARC" is a six-sided die with a dark gray metallic surface, with several symbols replacing the corresponding numbers or representing the corresponding numbers etched on the surface.】

【The symbols are:

- A bright white lightning bolt;

- Two light blue snowflakes;

- Three dark blue teardrops;

- Four rough brown circles, possibly symbolizing stones;

- Five rough red teardrops, possibly symbolizing fire;

- Six parallel wavy lines, possibly symbolizing wind.】

【After a D-class personnel rolled a 3, and then rolled a 2. Foundation agents dug 3 D-class personnel out of the ice and had them treated for minor frostbite on their toes and feet.】

【Special Containment Procedures:】

【"SCP-776-ARC" should be kept in a state of suspension on a plastic base, with one side facing down. When holding 776, experimental personnel should be required to wear heat-insulating, insulating, and radiation-proof protective clothing. D-class personnel are prohibited from obtaining similar protective clothing.】

It's obvious.

The elements generated by "SCP-776-ARC" can react with each other, causing various magical effects.

"I know this, Water Element + Electro Element = Electro-Charged reaction, Cryo Element + Electro Element = Superconduct reaction..."

"Who asked you?"

But there were also audience members who didn't focus on this, but were concerned about Dr. Bright's behavior of traveling thousands of miles to support the SCP.

"This is probably called loving and killing each other."

"If you meet someone like Dr. Bright, just marry him."

"Ah? How dare you assume Dr. Bright's gender,"

"Isn't that even more exciting?"

"... ."

Dr. Clef carefully took out "SCP-776-ARC", fearing that if his hand shook, he would drop the die on the ground and send himself to an early grave.

Although there is no "Darwin Award" within the Foundation, if one dies too stupidly, they will still be remembered by all staff.

He hooked his top hat with his left hand, flicked his right thumb, and threw "SCP-776-ARC" out.

The die rolled continuously and finally stopped against the wall, with three dark blue teardrops on top.

The surface of the die began to leak water.

Like a trickling stream.

Dr. Clef exhaled, picked up the wet die, and threw it against the wall again.

This time, a small fountain appeared on the surface of the die, and clear liquid gushed out.

What's the use of just spraying water? You're a die, not a beautiful girl, or a charming SCP...

Can you do something useful...

Dr. Clef twitched the corners of his mouth.

Retrieved the die from the water again.

Then, he placed "SCP-776-ARC" in front of his mouth and muttered in a low voice:

"Be useful, damn it."

After speaking, he closed his eyes and stayed still for a few seconds.

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Then, while the die hadn't reacted yet, he threw it for the third time.

I don't know if the die heard Dr. Clef's threat, or if this doctor had hit the jackpot.

This metallic-colored die sank to the bottom of the water, rolled a few times, and finally settled on two light blue snowflakes.

In an instant, a silvery-white light flashed, the water surface instantly froze, turning into a smooth ice surface.

And under the ice surface, ice crystals spread rapidly, like vines.

In an instant, the entire corridor became cold, even if wearing winter clothes, it wouldn't be surprising.

9: 7.

【The G-8 corridor was rapidly frozen, isolating Sector 7 of Site-17 from the rest of the site.】

【In the following five minutes, the ice released by SCP-776 spread at a rate of 1000 cubic centimeters per minute.】

"Beautiful!"

Dr. Clef looked at the infinitely growing ice wall and revealed a Cheshire cat-like smile.

The entire corridor was full of cold air, and although it made people shiver, it at least made his burns feel much better.

More importantly...

Dr. Clef looked at the thickly sealed corridor.

... o one would come to disturb his execution anymore.

The Foundation's lighting system was very perfect, but after being attacked by ice and snow, many circuits had problems, and now emergency lights were on one after another, only barely dispelling the darkness, making this place like dusk.

Dr. Clef carried a shotgun on his back, held a pistol, and his three eyes flashed with eerie light.

Clef began to hunt!

9: 8.

【Dr. Clef leaves the G-8 corridor and moves toward the current location of Dr. Gears and 'SCP-239'.】

The screen switched again, and returned to the face-to-face session between Dr. Gears and the O5 Councilor.

"Gears, damn it, what did you say to her?"

This O5 Councilor was obviously furious, having slammed the table countless times today.

Let his hand hurt if it hurts, it's just that after slamming the table too much, it lost its due deterrent and warning effect.

It became boring and tedious.

Dr. Gears looked back calmly, still with that calm and unruffled appearance.

"Sir, I cannot understand your current anxiety."

"This recording is well preserved, and the audio in the discussion also has 88% integrity. You already know the content and effect of the conversation."

"I don't..."

"No, you dare to bullshit with me." The O5 Councilor slammed the table again.

Dr. Gears pushed his glasses.

Doesn't the councilor's hand hurt?

This is like asking someone who kills without blinking if their eyes are dry.

"I know you, Gears, your bullshit logic of arguing with others won't work on me."

"I've read your file, and I've reviewed the incident, so don't treat me like a damn idiot. Now, you answer me, right now, what exactly did you say?"

Dr. Gears: "..."

The O5 Councilor was finally not so angry, he slowly leaned back in his chair, picked up his coffee, and tasted it slowly.

Long-term anger will indeed make people tired.

Dr. Gears thought so.

"Gears, what you did could bring down the entire Foundation."

The O5 Councilor said earnestly.

"More importantly, you destroyed the damn SCP! What exactly are you thinking? She can do anything, Gears."

"We wanted to keep her from the experiment, but you did this! You heartless freak, I swear if..."

Dr. Gears raised his hand to interrupt him.

"I understand your helplessness, but I don't think this is necessary."

"I caused a containment breach for 239; however, I did so to restore the SCP."

"I didn't make her do what I asked, otherwise she would question the current 'Witch Child' control strategy."

"I used every resource I could to expand the control strategy and influence the end of the hostile action initiated by Dr. Clef."

"'SCP-239' still doesn't know the full extent of her abilities, only that they can be enhanced by 'Super Council Wizards' and their 'Emergency Spellbooks'."

The councilor was stunned.

"... hat exactly are you talking about?"

In the corridor on the other side.

Dr. Gears was walking forward, chatting and laughing with a blonde little girl.

In addition to that "Xinhua Dictionary", he was also holding a tripod.

Anyone who didn't know would think it was an elementary school teacher bringing teaching aids to class.

Suddenly.