Chapter 529

"But continuing to blame yourself is useless. We were brought here for the sake of the card; at the very least... we must see this matter through to a result."

He puffed out his chest with effort, making himself look less dejected, then looked at "Stelle":

"Judging by what Mr. Screwllum said, you're about to enter the Simulated Universe to investigate, right?"

"I probably won't be able to help you inside."

"I will stay in the office and help Mr. Screwllum monitor the data flow within the system."

"But I'm so nervous; this is my first time dealing with such a massive project."

"In any case, I'll be cheering for you!"

At "SCP-C-2299," the banquet scene.

Even though it was pitch black outside the cherry blossom forest, it wasn't exactly dim here, yet the overall deep blue tone still gave off a sense of oppression.

But all of this was overshadowed by that intangible and formless "banquet atmosphere."

Also overshadowed was the tension one should naturally feel when first encountering "SCP-C-2001."

On a picnic blanket covered in cherry blossom petals, Lynx sat cross-legged, taking small bites of a large piece of roasted meat, her lips glistening with oil.

The worry and anxiety in Lynx's heart quietly dissolved second by second, melting into the forest filled with the fragrance of food, flowers, and wine.

She roughly understood why Dr. Bright would distort the planet's time just to forcibly hold a banquet.

This place should only exist in fantasy, not in reality.

This sea of flowers possessed the same terrifying ability as the "Saigyou Ayakashi" to steal people's hearts.

She even felt.

If this atmosphere had no time limit, she would probably wander here, eventually becoming like a ghost, forever lingering in the sea of flowers.

After listening to Dr. Bright's account of the "arrival of the thick fog," Lynx first wiped her hands, then drank a few sips of tea.

Only then did she look at Dr. Bright and ask softly:

"Did that anomaly appear recently, Dr. Bright?"

"No."

Dr. Bright took out a few translucent ice cubes, dropped them into a glass, and then poured various colored liquors into it one by one.

As he mixed the drink, he recalled:

"Sightings of 'SCP-C-2001' can be traced back to before the 'Eternal Freeze' occurred."

"That is, over 700 years ago."

Lynx nodded gently, withdrawing her gaze from the cocktail.

"However..."

Dr. Bright changed the subject.

"With the outbreak of the 'Eternal Freeze,' the thick fog also disappeared and did not appear again."

Lynx suddenly sobered up a bit.

She watched Dr. Bright drink the self-mixed cocktail before asking in an incredulous tone:

"Could it be...?"

This SCP was not very well-behaved.

There might be something strange inside.

Dr. Bright lowered his head slightly, as if using this gesture as an affirmative reply.

"That is the strange part."

"That strange thick fog made a comeback after the 'Eternal Freeze' receded."

Casually placing the glass aside, Dr. Bright pulled up the sleeve on his left wrist, revealing a device shaped like a "watch" underneath.

That was his personal terminal.

A thin layer, almost without thickness, fitting perfectly to his wrist.

If he hadn't actively woken it up, causing the "strap" to turn silver and the long "watch face" to light up.

No one would have noticed its existence at all.

Because of this, viewers were already shouting:

"Link for the same model, please!"

Of course, a considerable number of engineers, developers, and scientific researchers were shocked by this technology.

In the "Herta" Space Station, staff members were discussing it among themselves.

"How was this achieved?"

"Hard to say, either it can efficiently utilize bio-electricity, or the Foundation has made high-capacity batteries thinner than paper..."

"Damn it... it's one thing to be crushed in military technology, but how come even civilian technology is left so far behind?"

"And they don't even bother to hide it..."

But what outsiders didn't know was that on this tiny personal terminal.

It integrated practical functions such as vital sign monitoring, permission authentication, and spatial positioning.

There were also various self-defense measures like teleportation, fleet calling, and Nil-Dyson beam strikes.

After some operations by Dr. Bright, several translucent virtual screens suddenly floated in front of him.

Now, the geniuses who had just had a clue were all plunged into silence, watching this unbelievable scene on Jarilo-VI.

"Where is the light source coming from?"

"I don't know."

"What is the principle behind this imaging?"

"I have no idea!"

【Connecting to server, please wait...】

【Please perform identity authentication】

【DNA profile comparison complete, soul profile comparison complete, biological information comparison complete, Hume index comparison complete...】

【Welcome, Dr. Jack Bright】

Is this a creation of the Foundation... I can't understand what it is at all...

Lynx sat blankly in place, watching the various symbols scrolling on the light screen, not daring to breathe loudly.

Of course, she still dared to drink the little wine.

Of course, if the young lady knew that the Landau family was staring at her, she probably wouldn't dare to drink this little wine either.

"Let me see, where are the publicly available files..."

"Oh, found them, here you go."

As Dr. Bright swiped his finger, two screens immediately flew in front of Lynx.

Perfectly balanced, they even completed a rotation in mid-air.

· ·Seeking flowers··· 0

After asking Dr. Bright about the basic operation methods, Lynx began to look through them with full curiosity.

The first screen contained a video recording.

【Appendix C-2001-1: Video record recovered from local residents】

The footage started from the passenger seat of a sedan.

The mountain road was filled with thick fog, with visibility less than 800 meters.

The road was jammed with cars, and the sound of honking was continuous.

But every car, without exception, was forced to stop after moving a few meters every few minutes, continuing to wait for the car in front to move.

Many drivers simply got out of their cars, gathered in groups, and started playing card games.

Suddenly, the screen shook slightly, and the people in the lens became anxious, with many stopping their play and hiding inside their cars.

It was as if an earthquake had occurred.

Suddenly, a low roar came from afar.

The image began to zoom in, but limited by the equipment, only large, amorphous shadows could be seen amidst the noise.

They moved in the thick fog as if they had life.

The camera turned toward the car audio, the cameraman talked to an unidentified male in the driver's seat, then opened the car door and moved to the edge of the guardrail on the side of the cliff.

Almost simultaneously.

Accompanied by a violent and harsh sound of metal friction, the screen began to shake violently.