Chapter 709: Asta's First Blood (Busy today, will make up 4K tomorrow)

Having thought of a way to deal with "SCP-096", Asta felt a little excited in her heart.

It seems I also have the potential to become a Foundation agent... I just don't know if the Foundation will take the initiative to contact me... but the Foundation shouldn't be short of agents...

Asta was proud for a while, and her attention returned to the game she was currently playing.

The idea was good, but she didn't know if this method would work.

—After all, the "Foundation Grand Game" is still just a game, not a living reality.

Since it is a game, no matter how high its openness and realism are, and how much it restores the Foundation and SCPs, it is ultimately not reality.

It always follows a set of established rules within the game.

Among the many games Asta has experienced, there is no game producer or planner who would give players absolute freedom.

More or less, they would limit the ways and means of completing tasks, and some would simply limit it to a unique solution, forcibly teaching players how to play the game.

If players are dissatisfied, they will use the classic inequality "You buying the game ≠ I can't teach you how to play the game", and even worse, they will launch the six-character mantra "Play if you want, get out if you don't".

Put into the current scene.

Asta thought the idea she came up with was incredibly exquisite, allowing the Foundation to contain "The Shy Guy" directly without paying any price.

But that might go against the original intention of this game.

The Foundation probably doesn't expect players to come and perform era-spanning strikes.

It might also exceed the limits of the Foundation's conditions in the game background.

Just like now.

Asta held the mouse and found that the feel was a bit wrong; there was no scroll wheel. When she turned it over, she saw that the mouse still used a trackball.

As for the monitor, not only did it have a huge back, but the pixels were also visible to the naked eye.

Everything around was subtly indicating that players cannot do whatever they think of, unless the player chooses a reality bender.

After checking various materials, Asta was convinced that even drones had not been invented in this era, nor were there any artificial intelligence programs that could automatically identify targets.

To complete the containment task, one must dance in shackles, rather than smashing the shackles and performing a crazy horse show.

Asta sighed, and the young girl's pride vanished.

She inadvertently flipped through the documents on the computer and even discovered another piece of evidence that the Foundation didn't want players to take shortcuts.

—Except for those publicly available SCP files, whenever she went to browse other file contents, without exception, they were all 【No Access】.

After browsing for a while, Asta inadvertently checked the documents that had already been opened and read along.

It looked like an action report, or an eyewitness report.

【The first recovery mission is always so shitty.】

【You don't know what that ghost thing can do, and you don't know what kind of information those field technicians can piece together.】

【You're lucky if they can tell you what happened. They told us to "just put a bag on it and label it".】

【The damn thing didn't say not to look at that bastard thing.】

The corners of Asta's mouth curled up slightly, as if she saw the helpless daily life of Foundation employees.

Everyone hopes to get the most complete information about the anomaly when they perform a task.

But this is obviously impossible.

Someone has to be the beginning, the pioneer who faces the unknown.

And clearly, the agent who left this report also became part of this beginning.

Asta continued to flip through.

But the following content was not so interesting.

【We had two helicopters, one with my team, and the other as backup with Zulu9-B and Dr. ██.】

【We found the target about two kilometers north of the patrol route.】

【It started screaming at us and crying. But it wasn't an animal's howl, it sounded exactly like a person.】

【It's so damn eerie.】

【We opened fire when it picked up Corporal ██ and tore off a leg. God, he was screaming for us to save him... fuck...】 ===== CHAPTER 711 =====