Chapter 708

Then, she raised her head and observed the surrounding environment.

The room was filled with pure white light, the Foundation's logo on the wall was like a guardian's shield, the images on the monitoring screens were almost still, and researchers would occasionally walk by.

The cabinets against the wall were filled with medals and certificates, each representing the glorious past of the agent she was roleplaying.

Not an identity generated out of thin air... I wonder which big shot the character I'm playing would be in the Foundation's history...

But the only Foundation agent she knew was Robert.

Asta couldn't help but be curious about where that legendary agent, who appeared in multiple files, was serving, and what his work process was like...

Then, she supported the armrests of the chair with both hands, exerted a little force, and sat up.

In front of her was a table piled with documents and equipment, and the text in the documents on the screen was dense.

Many documents were spread out on the keyboard, and a cup of coffee was placed next to the mouse, steaming.

The surrounding environment was observed, and it was much more humanized than Asta had imagined.

The young girl had once worried about what she should say if she had to deal with NPCs in the game as soon as she entered.

She was not a real Foundation agent, knew nothing about the internal details of the Foundation, and had never even heard of the target of this mission, 096.

If she exposed her ignorance as soon as she opened her mouth, would other agents notice her problem?

Then, Asta's thoughts moved slightly, and the system menu appeared accordingly.

Looking at the options like 【Save Game】【Load Save】【Settings】【Player Forum】【Achievements】【End Game】【Get Support】 above.

And everything completely still in the background.

Asta breathed a sigh of relief.

At least, everything in front of her was still a game, not some parallel world.

A game produced by the Foundation is also normal, not some killing game that traps all players inside and can only be escaped by clearing it.

After feeling at ease, Asta continued the game.

She picked up the documents on the keyboard and browsed through them carefully.

【Project Number: SCP-096】

【Provisional Danger Class: Euclid】

【Anomaly Description:】

【The subject is a humanoid creature approximately 2.38 meters tall.】

【The subject has almost no muscle, and preliminary weight analysis indicates mild malnutrition.】

【Its arms are severely disproportionate to its body, each about 1.5 meters long. Most of the skin is completely devoid of pigment, and there is no hair on the body surface.】

Without a doubt, this was an incomplete SCP file.

Asta immediately realized this.

Unlike the 096 that would be imprisoned in the containment cell later, at this time 096 should have just been discovered, temporarily assigned an SCP number, and there was no time to contain it, let alone give it a name.

The agent she was roleplaying was to analyze 096's characteristics, weaknesses, and provide specific containment measures to complete its containment.

But immediately after, she also realized that she had likely chosen a tough nut to crack this time.

Euclid-class SCPs are not kind.

Moreover, just looking at the appearance description, Asta felt that this was not a friendly little cutie.

She had been misled by the name!

When she picked up the photo of 096, she was even more convinced of this.

What made her feel even stranger was that all the photos did not have 096's face, at most just its wide-open mouth.

This anomaly was too obvious, and Asta immediately fell into deep thought.

In this game, her only information advantage was knowing in advance that 096 was called "The Shy Guy".

The Foundation's naming of SCPs is closely related to the characteristics of the SCP, and is tightly linked.

Thinking back to the fact that there was no front face of 096 in all the photos.

It is not difficult to draw a conclusion:

The anomaly of 096 is likely related to its face.

"Could it be... that anyone who sees its face will immediately die? Even seeing the image of its face doesn't work?"

Asta organized the photos and stacked them on top of the documents.

If 096's anomaly really only lies in its face, then one only needs to find something to cover its face.

"Otherwise... find someone to write a set of visual recognition algorithms, and let a drone put a bag on 096's head to try?" ===== CHAPTER 710 =====