Chapter 65

Luofu Luofu Xianzhou “Luo Fu,” Divination Commission.

On the screen, dust-covered files were made public one after another.

Outside the screen, Fu Bai Xuan’s brows were tightly locked, her slender fingers trembling slightly.

She bit her lip slightly, and anger burned in her golden eyes.

This experienced and knowledgeable Master Diviner.

Was rarely truly angry.

Seeing that their boss was in a bad mood, the diviners who wanted to slack off and “fish in troubled waters.”

Were now all cautious, not making a sound, and certainly not daring to slack off openly.

Lest they be fired the next day for “stepping in with their left foot first.”

Those recorded in the files had all, to varying degrees, suffered undeserved treatment.

Among all kinds of atrocities.

The one who forcibly connected with the girl and made her pregnant should actually be awarded a "Praise for High Morality."

Fu Bai Xuan did not understand whether those who called themselves "Supreme Father" or "Senior Father" had any sense of shame.

In the name of God, yet capable of doing such things!

So low-class, wretched, filthy, and dirty!

Even so, they could still shamelessly say things like "forgive our sins."

No wonder their god would be called a "False God" by the Foundation.

If this guy came to this universe.

I'm afraid that not long after calling himself "God," the Vanguard of Calamity or the Lord Ravager would go over to clean up.

If such scum appeared among the followers of the "Lan."

The "Ten-Lords Commission" or the "Earth-Balance Commission" would have long since Actions Actions Taken them down and sent them for trial.

Fu Bai Xuan was clearly angry; her flat chest heaved like a bellows, she gritted her teeth, and finally cursed:

"A bunch of human scum!"

She really couldn't think of more vicious words to curse this bunch of bastards.

Even if she could, so what?

This grand crusade took place in a distant era.

And this story was even older than the grand crusade.

After thinking it over.

Fu Bai Xuan silently cast a hexagram.

The hexagram was very clear.

Without any surprise, this civilization had already perished.

This was the first time she had obtained an accurate result when divining matters related to the Foundation.

But she felt no joy.

She just sat quietly for a moment, then let out a long sigh.

"Sigh..."

Artanis slowly turned his body and discovered several unique individuals among the ghosts.

They looked "healthier" than the other ghosts, and their temperament was also somewhat different.

The ghosts watched Artanis's movements and then looked at the few individuals Artanis was staring at.

Immediately.

They understood Artanis's intention and cleared a path for those few ghosts being watched, letting them slowly drift in front of everyone.

Subsequently, the ghosts' voices continued to sound:

"They were once members of those perpetrators."

Luke Skywalker noticed the ghosts' choice of words:

"Were once?"

Was there some unknown secret hidden within this?

And this was likely closely related to the reason why the entire facility was abandoned.

The ghosts continued to narrate:

"They were at most accomplices, lower-level staff deceived by those in high positions."

"The real masterminds had long since fled this place, evacuating on Space Shuttle 1 and Space Shuttle 2."

Artanis nodded, understanding the situation.

Those "Supreme Fathers" and "Senior Fathers," not a single one remained here.

The only ones assimilated by the "Unclean" were the bottom-level staff.

Those poor wretches who wanted to board Space Shuttle 3 and Space Shuttle 4 to escape but couldn't.

So, he asked:

"What exactly happened that day?"

The ghosts fell into a brief recollection.

A moment later, a young "person" drifted out from the "crowd" and "stood" on the ground.

He bowed to the group and spoke slowly:

"Just as the whole story began with the descent of the False God."

"Our story ended with an accident."

That day, the staff of the entire facility were told terrible news—

The containment pipeline was breached, an "Unclean" appeared in the resting place, and no one could destroy it.

Afterward, the higher-ups issued an evacuation order.

However, they were the ones required to leave last, just like the Foundation's D-Class personnel.

It's just that most D-Class personnel carry heavy crimes or have reached some kind of exchange with the Foundation.

And they were left behind to ensure the hardware could contain the "Unclean."

Once the "Unclean" breached the monitoring platform, they would become bait to divert its attention.

"The 'Unclean' smashed almost all the pipelines and absorbed the people inside."

Inside the pipelines were people soaking in "God's Tears," receiving treatment and purification.

And now, they are integrated with the "Unclean," starting to treat and purify this twisted world.

"The False God and the fathers deceived us, saying the 'Unclean' were sinners, saying the 'Unclean' were the product of our fall for not following God's teachings."

"And before being assimilated by the 'Unclean,' I realized that the 'Unclean' are us, and the whole thing is a lie!"

"There is no God at all, nor are there any so-called sinners!"

This young ghost, as he spoke, had emotional fluctuations.

Seeming to notice his loss of composure, or perhaps exiting from a distant and eternal memory.

He paused and concluded the whole story:

"But, even if those people escaped, what could they do?"

"They have nowhere to go, because on this land, there are 'Unclean' everywhere."

"...They will be trapped in orbit, watching every inch of land walked over by the 'Unclean,' turning into a 'Withered Land'."

"They will watch in despair as the supplies on the spaceship are exhausted."

"The pain and despair they once inflicted on others will finally be returned to them."

He had one more thing he didn't say—

Although this is far from enough.

The entire facility returned to silence once again.

Only the sound of computers working could be heard from time to time.

The first to break this silence was Artanis:

"I have learned your story."

"Now, the False God has once again stirred up the disaster of the 'Unclean,' and the Foundation has launched a grand crusade to save humans in countless parallel worlds."

"I wonder if you have any suggestions."

The ghosts' voices echoed in the "Psionic" field again:

"What you call 'SCP-093,' we call the Key of the Porch; although many were destroyed by agents, many still remain."

"In addition, this facility retains the manufacturing process of the Key of the Porch, along with the coordinates of all discovered parallel universes."

"I hope this can be of use to your crusade."

Artanis bowed slightly to the ghosts, signaling his respect:

"This is a very great help."

"I will report your story and the situation here to the Administrator."

"May you find peace soon."

With the manufacturing method of "SCP-093" and the coordinates of parallel universes.

This means.