Chapter 741

【 However, in the past few months, he has disappeared without a trace. 】

【 4. 】

【 Even if I don't remember that I should be like this, or, at least, remember their lives like most people. 】

【 Most people remember most things; 】

【 I only remember those things that decide self-presentation, usually caused by some external physical stimulus when facing forward. 】

Thus, Talloran and James embarked on a journey to investigate the anomalous phenomenon.

A new journey, a new cycle.

Just like that, it began.

【 Interviewee: "SCP-3999" 】

【 Interviewer: Researcher Talloran 】

"Finally, that's how it is. A researcher interviews an anomaly."

Talloran seemed a bit tired; he kept yawning, his feet crossed on the desk, without the slightest respect for the interviewee.

This was too normal; the interviewer not blowing himself up with the interviewee with a nuclear bomb was already a great restraint and a great respect for the rules.

"I am one of the decision-makers now. I will bring order."

He looked at the humanoid across the table, speaking slowly and leisurely, carrying the posture of a victor.

"SCP-3999", now no longer an amorphous sludge, had a human form, although in every aspect it made people feel that it was a mud man.

"【System Error: Data corrupted, consult Site Administrator for details】"

The voice of "SCP-3999" seemed to have been deleted; it might be because it involved certain secrets.

But since the Foundation had made this file public, the audience was more inclined to believe that "SCP-3999" used a method of communication that equipment could not record.

Talloran waved his hand: "Let's just go on like this."

"SCP-3999": 【System Error: Data corrupted, consult Site Administrator for details】

Talloran suddenly straightened his body, a flash of anger in his eyes:

"Don't think about threatening me; without me, you can't do anything!"

He pointed his finger at his own chest, his expression resolute.

"SCP-3999": 【System Error: Data corrupted, consult Site Administrator for details】

A trace of contempt appeared on Talloran's face:

"Even if you can survive without order, you still have to cling to me; you still need me, begging for rules with some pathetic excuses to maintain existence..."

"How pathetic, you are too pathetic."

"SCP-3999": 【System Error: Data corrupted, consult Site Administrator for details】

"You can't intimidate me anymore." Talloran took a deep breath.

"During the first million years, I was tortured by these meaningless containment procedures, gibberish, and dreamlike logic; I once felt this was the deepest pain in the world, but I survived."

"In the second million years, the meaningless containment measures still made me suffer, but I survived."

"By the third million years, I was already nearly numb."

Talloran's eyes, following his words, gradually became deep.

He recalled the pain of millions of years, and before his eyes appeared weary figures longing to live, yet unable to seek life or death.

Each one of them was trapped in an endless cycle.

They were all himself.

"Before you become numb, you only have these few chances to see all things in the world."

"But do you know, you bastard? I survived."

"This is more important than everything you claim, because you stupid beast have never lived."

"SCP-3999": 【System Error: Data corrupted, consult Site Administrator for details】

Talloran lowered his head slightly, his tone carrying a trace of weariness:

"You talk too much!"

"Don't take it to heart, March." Welt Yang comforted, "I think that Miss Fu Xuan is quite sensible and won't be angry with you."

That's not a "miss", Uncle Yang... Fu Xuan's age is not as young as she looks... to be impolite, it's not too much for a 300-year-old to be a great-grandmother...

Bai Xuan thought while rubbing March 7th.

The latter raised her head, looked at Bai Xuan, and looked pitiful:

"Really? Why do I feel she is cold..."

"So-called cold on the outside, hot on the inside." Bai Xuan bit the bullet and thought of words to comfort her.

He couldn't say that the two of you, crouching dragons and phoenix chicks, made Master Diviner Fu angry.

What is her status on the "Luo Fu" Xianzhou, she just humbled herself a few words, and was climbed up the pole, and put forward constructive suggestions...

In the entire "Luo Fu" Xianzhou, even that Divine Strategist General Jing Yuan, probably hasn't done this.

Our Express group is really too powerful!

"I see..." March 7th felt much more relaxed, "I'm not very good at dealing with this kind of person."

"Alright, stop thinking about it." Welt pushed his glasses and gave the instruction for free activity, "I guess the 'Divination Commission' will take a long time to prepare. Let's walk around nearby first."

Realizing that it was free activity time, March 7th was shining all over.

"Great, the star-skiff I just sat on was quite interesting. This 'Exalting Sanctum' probably has a lot of fun things~"

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"Herta" Space Station.

Asta lay half-reclined on the seat, her complexion somewhat lazy.

To be honest, after watching the file of "SCP-3999", it was indeed wonderful, but it also consumed a lot of energy.

Especially those terrifying and bloody scenes, which made Asta feel tight all over several times, as if she had been tortured with Talloran.

But fortunately, that was just an SCP file.

Just now, she discussed the content related to "Narrative Theory" with Herta again.

Finally, she decided to continue digging into the "Foundation Grand Game" to see if she could find more puzzle pieces with the help of this game, and piece together "Reality Theory", "Thaumaturgy Theory", and "Narrative Theory".

However, forget it for now...

She planned to have a good rest.

Thinking so, Asta relaxed her body, and her consciousness sank into the "Foundation Grand Game".

Accompanied by the familiar scene change, she floated in the boundless white space again.

Suddenly, she received a message from Bai Xuan: