Chapter 98: Dr. Bright wants to give a gift; things Dr. Bright is not allowed to do at the Foundation! [Seeking Subscription]

“Huh? Why would Dr. Bright want to be liberated from SCP-963? ‘Eternity,’ ‘immortality’—these are things so many people dream of, yet can never obtain.”

“Agreed. The Luofu Luofu Xianzhou ships sail toward the sea of stars precisely because the Emperor craved longevity, which is why he dispatched the Luofu Luofu Xianzhou to seek the elixir of life. Even now, how many short-lived species come to the Luofu Luofu Xianzhou ‘Luofu’ every day, begging for immortality, only to be turned away?”

“Is it possible that, if done differently, Dr. Bright might also be willing to live a good life? Perhaps every resurrection and death is a form of torture?”

“Ha? Don’t kid yourself. You can’t even imagine the joys of a long-lived species. Even if you accomplish nothing for 500 years, it’s no big deal. Look at short-lived species—if they’re 30, unmarried, and have no car or house, look at how anxious they get.”

“nevermindscandalandliber!”

“I’d actually like to use this SCP to create countless versions of myself. One to learn painting, one to learn singing, one to learn dancing… feels like there’s so much I could do.”

“And then have two of yourself fall in love? Seems doable. A pair of opposite sexes, enjoying it simultaneously, and when you die, you can merge the two parts of happiness into one.”

“WTF, your head is full of yellow waste, right? I suggest you help yourself say goodbye to your hot dog.”

“Think bigger. We should artificially create accidents to help preserve the memories of important figures, and then they will achieve eternal life.”

“Is it possible that this technology is already mature and is called consciousness uploading?”

……

Seeing Dr. Bright cast an inquiring look at him, Sampo did not hesitate and waved his hand in refusal.

Are you kidding? Knowing there’s a huge problem down there, he’d still be stubborn enough to walk into it.

His brain isn’t broken!

The reason the protagonist groups in those old horror movies are criticized—

Isn’t it because they know there’s a ghost ahead, yet they walk right into its face, eventually ending up in a miserable situation where they die without a burial place?

When has he, Sampo, ever done things recklessly without considering the consequences?

Although his internal monologue was rich, Sampo maintained his signature smile and was polite:

“No, no, I was just curious for a moment.”

“Since you’ve already said how dangerous it is inside, I won’t take the risk to disturb Mr. Ghost’s sleep.”

Knowing Sampo’s choice, Dr. Bright shook his head slightly:

“What a pity.”

He first sighed, then took off the amulet and held it in his hand.

He didn’t forget to intentionally change the angle a few times, letting the light from the gem shine through Sampo’s eyes and into his heart.

“I was originally thinking that if you were willing to go down, I would give this ‘Lucky Charm’ to you.”

“Now it seems there’s no need for that.”

Hearing this, Sampo, who had intended to leave, paused in his movements.

He looked at the “Lucky Charm.”

How cute the diamonds and gems on it were.

Sampo had to admit, he was tempted.

But it was absolutely not that his stance was wavering under the temptation of profit; it was just the spirit of exploring and conquering the unknown driving him.

However, this scene, in the eyes of others, looked like something else entirely.

Herta Space Station.

“Hmm?”

Watching Dr. Bright’s sleazy maneuver, Herta’s expression was somewhat blank.

She only felt as if something was stuck in her throat—couldn’t spit it out, couldn’t swallow it.

This guy, does he really deserve the title of “Doctor”?

Just a moment ago, Herta thought Dr. Bright was some kind of righteous and noble character.

Sacrificing his own life for scientific research, for truth, and for reaching the ultimate end of the universe.

Even if his soul was imprisoned in SCP-963, even after hundreds of thousands of years, he still maintained a sincere heart.

But the result.

All these years he spent researching these SCPs, the ultimate goal he came up with…

Was just to scam people and play pranks?

……

Luofu Luofu Xianzhou “Luofu.”

“???”

Seeing Seeing Yanqing put down the long sword in his hand, standing in the courtyard, his head full of question marks.

Last night, a considerable number of people on the Luofu Luofu Xianzhou couldn’t sleep peacefully.

Simply because there was an anomaly in the celestial phenomena.

The entire Divination Commission was urgently recalled to check the celestial charts with Fu Bai Xuan and urgently divine good and bad fortune.

As the General of the Divine Strategy, Jing Jing Yuan, who guards the region, didn’t even close his eyes.

As Jing Jing Yuan’s disciple, Seeing Seeing Yanqing could only accompany his master.

Thanks to this, he was able to watch the whole story from beginning to end.

Witnessing how Dr. Bright called SCP-963 a “Lucky Charm” to lure the other party into SCP-087.

Dr. Bright’s abacus was calculated so clearly that even the Luofu Luofu Xianzhou could hear it perfectly.

Moreover, Dr. Bright’s expression was serious and solemn at this moment; one couldn’t tell at all that he was harboring bad intentions.

“Sigh… the General was right, the human heart is separated by skin.”

Sighing, Seeing Seeing Yanqing continued to wield his long sword, no longer thinking about other things.

……

At the same time, in the barrage, countless viewers exploded.

“?”

“What is he saying? ‘Lucky Charm’?”

“Huh? What does Dr. Bright want to do?”

“No, doesn’t he know that what he’s holding is an SCP, not a damn ‘Lucky Charm’? And it’s an SCP that can directly erase consciousness!”

“Wait! Is Dr. Bright trying to kill Sampo directly? Or is he just playing with him?”

“I was feeling sorry for him at first, but now I suddenly realize that the Foundation exiling him here was absolutely correct. This is simply an unkillable villain!”

“Did he become indifferent to life after dying so many times? Although this man named Sampo doesn’t look very reliable, he hasn’t reached the point of being killed directly, right?”

Just as everyone was discussing, new content appeared on the screen.

[Things Dr. Bright is not allowed to do at the Foundation (309 items temporarily) — 7 items involving SCP-963]

[9. SCP-963 cannot be used for entertainment or reproductive purposes.]

[30. SCP-963 is not a fun buzzer.]

[35. Dr. Bright is not allowed to use SCP-963 on any important political figures. Reiteration.]

[116. Dr. Bright is not allowed to play “hot potato” with SCP-963.]

[153. SCP-963 is not a “Soul Gem.” Although he might say so, signing a contract with Dr. Bright will never make you a “Magical Girl.” Even if he has a set of “Magical Girl equipment,” it won’t work.]

[117. SCP-963 is not a “Millennium” item. (“Millennium” item: refers to the seven Millennium Items in Yu-Gi-Oh!)]

[231. Do not give SCP-963 to others as a “Lucky Charm.”]

[Backup Group 8(9)3(9)666]

Herta Space Station.

With the appearance of the new document, even Asta couldn’t hold it together.

What kind of heinous things has this Dr. Bright done?

Just the list of prohibited items the Foundation listed for him reaches 309?

And SCP-963 alone has seven items developed?

And every single one is very creative.

How did Dr. Bright manage to hang so many “medals of honor” on himself?

Thinking of this, Asta turned her head away and coughed twice. After her smile subsided, she turned back.

This wasn’t when she was alone; the family education she received since childhood, as well as various etiquette courses, kept telling her to suppress the laughter surging in her heart.

Moreover, Bai Bai Xuan was right beside her.

Facing such a powerful person, and an opposite-sex individual she had some affection for, she didn’t want to be rude.

But she failed.

“Pfft…”

After only a few seconds, Asta couldn’t hold back her laughter at all. She had to lean on Bai Bai Xuan, laughing for a while before finally calming down.

“Ha…”

She was finally able to straighten her back, looking at Bai Bai Xuan with an apologetic and embarrassed expression.

Soon, Asta tidied up her expression and said as if nothing had happened:

“Sorry, I made a fool of myself… *cough cough*, nothing happened.”

“Hmm… this Dr. Bright, how should I describe him? He’s somewhat different from ordinary people.”

Actually, you don’t have to force yourself not to laugh. If March 7th were awake, she’d probably be laughing until her stomach hurt…

Bai Bai Xuan handed the messy documents he had collected to Asta and stood quietly to the side, waiting for the next commission.

At the same time, he had to sigh that Asta, as the station master, really had a knack for it.

She entered work Protection Protection Mode as soon as she said she would, without any hesitation.

And she didn’t chat while working.

Thinking of this, Bai Bai Xuan’s gaze turned to the screen outside the firmament.

However, he still had to restrain Dr. Bright a little, so he wouldn’t really go wild on Jarilo-VI. There were no headquarters security personnel there to wipe his butt at any time.

Thus, Bai Bai Xuan closed his eyes slightly, his consciousness crossing the sea of stars in an instant.

At the same time, in the picture.

Sampo had already been moved by the price Dr. Bright offered.

Although.

He instinctively felt a trace of threat from the amulet and the abandoned building in front of him.

But he still had some confidence in his own strength.

However, this confidence vanished in the next moment.

In that instant, he felt the whole world stand still.