Chapter 493
Amidst the noise, she heard a man shouting the Foundation's secret code.
Lucretia inhaled, clutched the necklace in her hand, and then threw it to the ground.
She rushed toward the door and the gunshots, toward that way out.
The memory ends here.
The tide of memory surged again, but did not take Sophia to the deep sea again.
Instead, it gently supported her and pushed her to the surface.
She woke up.
Her soul returned from a sea of turbid memories.
She raised her eyes, looked at the scenery outside the car window, and immediately stopped the driver and told him to turn back.
Important intelligence, unexpected harvest.
Sophia hadn't had time to digest the intelligence she just got from Lucretia, and this memory was interrupted.
But she could send someone to contact the other party.
Sighing, Sophia always felt her temples were faintly swelling.
Probably got high blood pressure.
……
Camera switch.
"Click-click" sound of high heels echoed.
Sophia entered the disguised building, went through a long identity verification, passed through a long corridor, and entered the office.
She collected her thoughts and set to work on the construction of the Alpha-9 team.
——Selecting suitable anomalies.
Putting the screened list on the table and picking and choosing, this is a kind of power, personnel appointment and removal, decision-making power.
Sophia finally felt like a director.
And not some agent, or a guy who should be contained.
She logged into the Foundation's intranet and skillfully applied permissions to open the anomaly file.
Estimating their respective roles in her heart, their roles in the Alpha-9 team, to decide the final list.
"Hmm, let me see……"
【SCP-4494 - Fighting for Justice】
"The embodiment of 'fighting crime'…… can be used as a candidate for combat personnel……"
"Can be manipulated through several legal anomalies I have come into contact with."
Sophia finished browsing the file, immediately made a judgment in her heart, and continued to browse the next one—
【SCP-5601 - Except for my full anger, the rest is a bird in a cage】
This is a strange parrot with the power of telepathy, and it seems that it can also apply divination.
"If communication is interrupted in the wild, someone with bird's-eye view ability is needed."
"Can be used as an alternative…… animal?"
【SCP-184 - The Architect】
No permission.
"Forget it, not missing this one." Sophia commented.
She didn't delay, crossing the corresponding entry off the table.
【SCP-2719 - Inside】
This is an abstract concept class constructor pointer variable. Concepts affected by "SCP-2719" will enter or become "Inside".
Sophia lowered her eyes and bit her lip.
"……can let Yellowstone Park 'enter inside', maybe."
"Effect unknown, maybe useful, maybe useless……"
In the office with only one person, the sound of the mouse and keyboard was continuous.
After the room was left with only the sound of the computer fan, Sophia was already half-slumped in the office chair, her eyes looking straight at the ceiling and the light bulb emitting white light.
"The more I look at the candidates, the more I feel that the Foundation is really bad at making allies……"
"A cage has never been a tool to encourage good behavior…… doing this is not as good as letting the O5 Council unite."
She muttered in a low voice.
……
O5-10's private residence, bedroom.
O5-10 felt like she was going to die.
Not because of drunkenness, and mistaken for death.
But a real, tangible death.
She fell off the bed, her chest heaving, groping to stand up on the soundproof carpet.
Her sense of balance betrayed her, causing her to land heavily on her side, triggering implicit pain.
But this was far less than the scorching fire in her chest.
When struggling to get up on the floor, it was as if hundreds of thousands of scorching "SCP-668" had pierced into her heart.
"Uh——"
A pitiful moan squeezed out of her throat, struggling to crawl to the bathroom door.
After exhausting all her strength, her hand grabbed the cold metal handle.
Using this as a fulcrum, she stood up, her palm slid across the countertop in a stagger, raised the faucet, and let the water pour down.
Steam filled the small room, and everything came to an end.
She vomited violently.
O5-10.
A demigod woman in the true sense.
One-thirteenth of the world's rulers.
Was kneeling in front of the toilet in a panic.
She weakly reached into her pocket, took out a note, but the note fell from her hand.
Falling lightly on the cold floor tiles.
She twisted her body, reached out, wanting to touch the note not far away.
Even if her fingers were already uncontrollably twitching.
Unfortunately, she didn't have time to pick it up before she fell into a coma.
Black hair was scattered on the ground, thousands of strands covering a corner of the note.
Many years ago, when O5-10 was not O5-10.
Someone who once owed the previous O5-10 a favor carefully handed this note to her.
The note said as follows:
【You have been promoted, and I am very sorry for that.】
【I did everything I could.】
【I gathered allies, made concessions; I even offered my own head to others, but they wouldn't accept anyone but you.】
【You are now the new O5-10, and I will leave in the only way an O5 Councilor can leave: by handing everything over to one of my colleagues.】
【By the way, if you are lucky enough to know who will succeed you, find a way to save him, don't let him become your successor.】
【This might be the best thing you can do in the Council.】
The content on the note, at first glance, looked like a somewhat boring joke.
How could someone describe a promotion like going to hell?
Isn't this strange?
Not to mention such a behemoth as the Foundation, if one could become one of the peaks of power, shouldn't they celebrate grandly?
Unfortunately, after knowing O5-10's situation, few people would stick to this idea.
At least, the vast majority of the audience saw the ubiquitous sword light and sword shadow in the calm.
"…… I finally understand what that O5 joke was about—Question: Does every Foundation member want to become an O5? Answer: No, they are not that stupid. You know, O5s can disappear even when they haven't come into contact with anomalies."
"Yes, the degree of infighting within the Foundation may not be lighter than the threat of anomalies to humans."
End of Chapter
