"In order to defeat SCP-3125, you must first suffer from schizophrenia!" Zhang Jue suddenly snapped his fingers, unusually excited.
Yang Xue looked at him, and only after a few seconds was he sure he wasn't joking. Only Zhang Jue that could do this kind of brainstorm. She doesn't have anything to oblige his words. If she had to be serious, this could be really the solution. She could only sigh helplessly.
"Come on, I'm just saying." Zhang Jue hummed.
"But then again, what would it take to make yourself suffer from schizophrenia?"
They searched this room carefully again and found that there were no more useful clues other than these books. The time was 2:40 AM. They have been in this room for more than an hour. The wind outside also gradually decreased. It looks like the storm will stop in less than an hour.
It was no longer realistic to try to find the dark figure, it was enough time for it to run around the building. But they found such an important clue and there was no time left. The three of them discussed that since they had already searched so carefully, they might as well search all the remaining rooms to see if there would be any other discoveries.
Just as they were about to leave the room, Zhang Jue suddenly felt a chill at his back. He looked back and that only saw the dark figure right at the doorway of the room, hidden in the darkness of the corridor, watching them silently.
Loris was startled and let out a scream Yang Xue covered her mouth. Zhang Jue looked at it, and it looked at the three of them. Zhang Jue tilted his head. The figure also tilted its head. Zhang Jue waved his hand at it, and it lifted up and waved back. Zhang Jue took a step forward, and it took a step back. It did not seem to be hostile.
Zhang Jue said, "Can you understand me?"
The figure did not respond. It didn't look like it could communicate. The two confronted each other for two minutes. The black shadow retreated and disappeared into the darkness.
"Why don't you go after it?" Loris said, "Aren't we here to find it?"
"Didn't you see it deliberately keep its distance from us?" Zhang Jue said, "We've already met once, and it knows that I can't catch it at that distance. Especially now it's early in the morning."
Yang Xue frowned, "What exactly is it?"
"I don't know." Zhang Jue shook his head, "But it looks like it's conscious. I hope it's not an enemy."
...
The three searched all the remaining rooms again, but no more clues were found, and there was no sign of the dark figure. It looked like it had hidden somewhere else.
The sound of the wind had gradually ceased. It looked like the big storm was going to stop soon. Zhang Jue and others went back to the first floor. They returned to the room where the researchers were kept. Zhang Jue took out some water from the Pocket Dimension, and Loris opened their mouths and fed them in small sips.
In the middle of the desert, they would be able to hold out for a while without food. But without water, it would be difficult. After this torment, it was already five in the morning, the sky outside has begun to dawn.
Loris was leaning against the wall, probably thinking about her father. Zhang Jue found a chair and leaned on it to fake sleep. Yang Xue took the book on schizophrenia and studied it carefully. It had a lot of Yang Wensong's handwriting on it. She hoped she could find some more clues.
Zhang Jue opened his eyes and said to her, "Rest for a while. I know your father is powerful, but it seems that they should have failed now. SCP-3125 was not contained, and you don't need to keep your eyes on that book."
Yang Xue nodded her head. Knowing that what Zhang Jue said was the right thing to do. If Father had succeeded, then this was definitely not what this place had become.
"What should we do next?" Yang Xue asked.
Zhang Jue cupped his chin, thought for a moment, and said, "This site is too big, with the three of us there is no way we'll find a way back."
He pointed to the researchers lying on the ground, "There are so many people here, it doesn't matter if there's no food. If it goes on like this, they'll be dehydrated."
Is this the end? Yang Xue sighed.
Because Zhang Jue had said before that he couldn't call for help until he had contain SCP-3125 again, otherwise more people would get caught up in it. I don't know why he had changed his mind. But after tossing and turning for so long, Yang Xue was also tired. So she leaned her head.
They rested for a while, and by now the sky was already bright. The storm outside had also completely stopped. They came to the main building's door. They found that the door was mostly blocked by sand. Zhang Jue told them to stand back and used his sword to break the door.
The sand flowed into the hall before they had room to climb out through the upper part of the door. The sand was so strong at night that it blocked the three buildings. A very high sand dune still formed in the square outside.
The doors on the left and right sides had been completely blocked. If they hadn't chosen this building, it might have taken some effort to get out. Although the sandstorm had stopped, there was still a lot of sand in the air and the whole sky was yellow.
When traveling in this kind of weather, it was impossible to distinguish the direction. The three of them arrived above the sand dunes.
Zhang Jue was looking around when Yang Xue suddenly pointed at the stone tablet with the word Site-237 engraved on it and shouted, "Look, guys. What is that?"
Zhang Jue fixed his eyes and looked at it. He saw that behind the monument was someone, probably because of the cyclone, where the sandstorm had formed a whirlwind. Other places were buried by sand dunes, but there was only a pit there.
Inside the pit, there seemed to be a person huddled there, unknown whether its dead or not.
Who was that?
Too late to think, the three immediately ran over. The man crouched behind the stone monument, half of his body has been buried by the sand. Zhang Jue dragged him out of the sand. It was a white man with curly blond hair.
Seeing his face, Loris let out a shriek, "Kiddo! It's Kiddo, he's the one who lured us outside the toilet!"
Zhang Jue looked at her, "Are you sure?"
Loris nodded. What a way to get it. Zhang Jue gave small laugh and lifted Kiddo in his hands like a chicken, and the three of them returned to the main building. Zhang Jue dropped him on the floor, and Yang Xue immediately went up and rolled his eyelids and shone a flashlight into his pupils.
"He's not in the same condition as those people." Yang Xue frowned, "He seems to be just in a normal coma."
When Zhang Jue heard her say that, he immediately thought something.
"Ordinary coma, it's not easy to wake him up." Yang Xue was wondering how he was going to do it.
Only to see Zhang Jue lift Kiddo up, lean against the wall, and give him a slap on the back.
"Don't do that, he's very weak right now."
Yang Xue wanted to stop it, but it was too late. Zhang Jue's slap landed solidly on Kiddo's face. Yang Xue sighed and didn't say anything, it wasn't the first day she knew Zhang Jue anyway and Loris didn't step forward to stop it.
"Aheugh..."
After Zhang Jue's slap went down, Kiddo coughed twice and actually woke up.
...
After a night of sandstorm. Sand dunes of varying heights had formed in the square in front of the three buildings. In the shadow behind that monolith, Zhang Jue found Kiddo's body.
According to Loris, it was he who had disappeared in the first place, luring the researchers who remained in the main building to the toilet corridor, where they were all eventually dazed. He was still here when Yang Xue had just discovered them. Yet by the time Zhang Jue returned, he had disappeared. For a moment, Zhang Jue thought he would be hidden until the end. He hadn't expected to be discovered so quickly.
He was just plain unconscious. Zhang Jue didn't think about his words and slapped him in the face. Kiddo's face instantly moved, coughed twice and gradually turned awake.
"Water... I need water..."
Kiddo begged. Loris looked at Yang Xue, who in turn looked at Zhang Jue. Zhang Jue nodded before Loris handed the water bottle she was holding to Kiddo's mouth. Kiddo didn't care about the mud in his mouth and instinctively drank it, gulping it down very hard.
Zhang Jue stepped forward and snatched the water bottle off. It was very dangerous to take in so much water at once after dehydration.
"Okay, that's enough water for you. Time to tell us who you really are." Zhang Jue said.
"Who am I...?" Hearing Zhang Jue's words, Kidd froze, "I, I don't remember..."
Come on, another one with memory loss.
Zhang Jue snapped his fingers.
"Dr. Yang, prepare the memory enhancer!"
Yang Xue nodded, anticipating such a situation, and she skillfully drew a bottle of X Class memory enhancer and injected it into Kiddo's body. A few minutes later, Kiddo's memory slowly recovered.
"Loris? What's wrong with you in here?" He said weakly, "Where's Supervisor Gray and where are the others?"
"No! No! No!" interrupted Zhang Jue, shaking his finger, "You don't have the right to ask questions, we're the one who's asking. Loris said that two days ago, after we set out to explore the building on the right. You disappeared, so Kiddo-san, please answer me. What did you experience during that time?"
"I…" Kiddo covered his forehead and began to remember in pain. "I wanted to go to the bathroom, then suddenly I saw a black figure. I tried to chase it, but it ran very fast. I followed it in circles inside each room, but I could never catch him."
"Nuh-uh!" Zhang Jue suddenly interrupted him. "Describe the dark figure."
Kiddo struggled to remember. "I didn't get a good look either, except that he felt as if he had no feet, floating in the air and ran quickly."
His description was the same as the one Zhang Jue and the others had encountered, the same appearance. But I don't know if it was the same one.
Zhang Jue nodded and asked again, "After you encountered that dark figure, why didn't you ask for help from the others?"
"I asked for help." Kiddo said, "I reported the situation on the walkie-talkie, but no one paid attention to me."
"You're lying!" Loris retorted, "I stayed with the others, the walkie-talkie didn't even ring. We contacted you through the walkie-talkie, and we couldn't get through!"
"Loris, believe me, I didn't lie."
"All right, all right." Zhang Jue waved his hand in annoyance. "Continue on."
Kiddo coughed a few times and continued, "Then I followed it into a room where I saw a man with his back to me, as if he was looking out the window at something. Immediately afterwards I smelled a pungent odor and fainted."
"The room? Do you remember which one it was?"
"I remembered." Kidd nodded, "It was just around the corner on the second floor."
Based on Kiddo's memory, they came to the room in the far corner of the second floor. The room is not large, the original seems to be a file room, but now it has all been emptied. Only a pile of empty shelves left. Kiddo is still very weak, just a few steps has been taken all of his energy.
He pointed to the window and said, "At that time, that person was looking down from here."
Yang Xue suddenly asked, "Do you remember the man's back? Even a little detail."
Kidd took a few gasps of air and said, "I remember, he had black hair like you guys!"
Black hair? Zhang Jue and Yang Xue looked at each other. Their hearts thumped, but they very tacitly did not speak. Zhang Jue followed Kiddo's words and stood by the window to see what he could see there. But the visibility outside wasn't great at this point.
Zhang Jue squinted his eyes and looked out hard. "Huh? There seems to be something there?"
He got closer to the window and found that just outside, a corner of something had turned up under a blown-out patch of sand. Yang Xue also came over and looked at it for a few seconds before nodding her head.
"It seems to be a coffin!"
"You guys stay here, I'll go check it out!" Zhang Jue said to Yang Xue.
Seeing Zhang Jue's meaningful look, Yang Xue nodded her head. Knowing that he wanted her to stay and watch on Loris and Kiddo. Zhang Jue dashed out of the room in a flash, afraid that if he was any later, that coffin would be flooded with sand.
After Zhang Jue left. Kiddo coughed violently for a while, and Yang Xue gave him a few more sips of water before things got a little better. Yang Xue didn't see that a smile of unknown significance actually appeared at the corner of his mouth as he bent down to cough.
...
Zhang Jue came out of the main building and ran wildly all the way in the direction he had seen, and indeed he saw a coffin made of metal. A foot was exposed in the desert, glowing with the characteristic light of metal. If last night's sandstorm hadn't blown all the sand away to form dunes and depressions, it was something they might never have seen.
The metal coffin was heavy, and Zhang Jue, whose physical qualities were close to superhuman, dug for a long time before he could dig the coffin out from under the sand. The entire surface of the coffin was glowing with a cold light and hadn't suffered a bit of wear, so I didn't know what kind of material it was made of.
How is he going to open it?
This thing is tightly sealed, Zhang Jue turned it over a few times, and didn't see where the switch is. If it wasn't for some patterns on it, Zhang Jue would have thought it was just a big, useless lump of iron. Zhang Jue cupped his chin and puzzled over it for a while, but still had no way out. He summoned his long sword and prepared to use force.
"Wait a minute." Yang Xue's voice came.
They probably came down when they saw that Zhang Jue had no way to do anything about this thing.
"I have a way to open it!" Yang Xue said, " I've seen it on my father's manuscript, this thing is using fingerprint identification."
Yang Xue said, pressed at all four corners, and sure enough, a palm print appeared in the center of the metal pipe. Presumably, it needed someone's palm print.
"So that's how it is. Dr. Yang, we don't know whose palm print is needed either." Zhang Jue chortled and placed his palm casually on that palm print identifier, "It's better to rely on my sword."
However, as soon as his words left his mouth, the metal pipe made a bared sound and unexpectedly opened slowly to the sides.
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It was the third morning of Zhang Jue and Yang Xue's arrival at Site-237. The storm had just stopped, the air was still filled with sand and dirt, and the scene in the distance was not at all clear.
Zhang Jue found Kiddo behind the site's stone monument and a metal coffin. The coffin was buried deep in the sandy bottom, and if the storm hadn't blown the top layer of sand away, they might never have found it.
The coffin was specially made and required a palm print to open. Zhang Jue was about to use the force, but the coffin made of metal suddenly opened on its own. In the coffin, a middle-aged man with long black hair lying quietly inside. Looking at the face, it looks like Yang Wenbai. It could also be the possibility that this person was Yang Wensong.
After the metal coffin opened, there is a compartment inside. It is made of a special glass material. Yang Wensong was lying inside. Zhang Jue looked carefully and found that the other person's chest was rising and falling regularly, and surprisingly there was still a heartbeat. When he saw the familiar face, Yang Xue's pupils dilated slightly.
"Father?" She shouted softly.
But Yang Wensong did not respond to her. He was lying at the bottom of that coffin, as if he was really dead.
"Don't be anxious." Zhang Jue patted her shoulder, "He is still alive,"
It was a very significant discovery that Yang Wensong had been buried here. Unlike Gray and other people like Loris. Yang Wensong was specially invited to Site-237 by Healey, who is the Head of the Antimemetics Division.
The entire underground palace was built with his participation, and he was the important figures in the Antimemetics Division fighting with SCP-3125. By bringing him back to life, they will be able to restore the whole truth of this site.
The most important thing is that after this battle with SCP-3125, Yang Wensong actually survived. Perhaps he already knew the way to defeat SCP-3125. This metal coffin is obviously specially made, and the structure is very delicate. Yang Wensong didn't know how long he had been lying in it. Zhang Jue guessed that his current physical state was similar to hibernation, controlling his metabolism to just enough to sustain life. No matter how many years had passed, as long as the power inside the metal coffin did not run out, he could remain dormant forever.
The metal coffin is very heavy, probably weighing several tons. The good thing is that Zhang Jue's current body is no longer an ordinary person. Even if you can't move it, you can still drag it. Several people found ropes and tied the coffin tightly around the coffin, and Zhang Jue dragged the coffin back to the main building.
...
"We have to open this thing." Zhang Jue said as he looked at Yang Xue.
Yang Xue knew what he meant, because such an act had risks. Yang Wensong's life might depend on it, and by risking opening it, Yang Wensong might die immediately. A more conservative approach, it would be better to bring this metal box back to the Foundation.
But now they can't do it at this moment. Yang Xue thought about it and nodded her head.
"Since he put himself here, he should have considered someone finding him, and I'm sure he has a way."
Zhang Jue hummed, he was on the same page. Yang Wensong was rigorous and talked about backhandedness, so he shouldn't make such a low-level mistake. The two of them made up their minds. Zhang Jue took out his own long sword and sliced at the layer of specially made glass.
His sword quickly cut through the glass with a sound. A cool air seeped out from inside, mixed with an unknown smell. Zhang Jue smelled it and guessed that it was some kind of nutrient that could be absorbed by the skin.
When the airlock was broken, Yang Wensong could no longer remain in hibernation. His chest rose and fell violently, and his breathing sharply. Yang Xue rushed up to check the situation. After a few minutes Yang Wensong's breathing and heartbeat gradually returned to normal, seems to have adapted to the current external conditions but still did not wake up.
Yang Xue checked his pupils and heartbeat as usual. Then he took out a small instrument and put two electrodes on Yang Wensong's temple, seemingly observing his brain waves. A few minutes later, Yang Xue stood up with a frown on her face.
"Well..." Zhang Jue asked.
Yang Xue shook his head slightly, her face full of doubts. "Father's brainwaves are very strange, different from those of the researchers. As if..."
"As if what?"
"As if a vegetative person." Yang Xue looked down at her father's face, "Only a vegetative person brain waves would show up like this."
Hearing Yang Xue say that. Zhang Jue raised his eyebrows. It was so hard to find Yang Wensong, but it turned out that he had turned into a vegetative state.
Zhang Jue asked, "Could it be affected by some SCP?"
"I can't be sure, I can only say that it's possible." Yang Xue said, "My equipment has limited capabilities. If I want to figure out why my father became this way, I need to do a full examination of his brain before I can do that."
Loris asked, "Can't those devices in the site work?"
Yang Xue shook her head, "Most of the equipment here is for research use, not for medical use."
"Don't bother, just leave it to me."
Zhang Jue said, reaching his hand towards Yang Wensong's head. He wanted to use the SCP-049's ability on Yang Wensong. But Yang Xue held his wrist and Zhang Jue lifted his head.
Yang Xue looked at him and said softly, "Be careful."
Yang Wensong's current state was very strange, and there was a good chance that there was some unknown danger in his consciousness. Zhang Jue patted Yang Xue's hand and pulled a smile out of the corner of his mouth.
"Don't worry."
...
Zhang Jue activated his ability. In a flash, he arrived in the middle of Yang Wensong's subconscious. The landscape changed. In Zhang Jue's eyes was a foggy haze. If he hadn't prepared his mind long ago, Zhang Jue would have thought he was back in his own world. But this place was also very different from his world.
Everything in front of his eyes was black and white and there was dead silence all around, with no life at all. Zhang Jue couldn't tell where he was going, but luckily there was only one path in front of him.
He traveled along the path all the way forward and found a tall building. He felt as if the shape of the building was somewhat familiar, and took a few more steps forward before he confirmed what it was. It seemed to be the main building of Site-14, the one he often looked out over from the roof.
Some of the surrounding podiums hadn't been built when Yang Wensong left, so Zhang Jue didn't recognize it at first.
"Hey! Yang Wensong, are you there?"
Zhang Jue stood at the entrance of the building and shouted, but no one responded to him. Zhang Jue walked into the building and found it to be an empty shell with nothing inside. Zhang Jue walked out of the building and found that the other side of the path was still stretching into the distance.
He followed that path and continued on. Along the way, he found many buildings, some of which he had seen before, and some of which he had not. But without exception, all of them were SCP Foundation buildings.
These were probably the places where Yang Wensong had stayed. He subconsciously divided these into categories, and they were all yarded on both sides of a small road. Only all the buildings were empty, with only one shape.
As Zhang Jue made his way forward, not knowing how far he had gone. He realized that it seemed like a long time since he had encountered any buildings. As he was thinking this, the path beneath his feet suddenly disappeared and seemed to have reached its end and just then, the thick fog that had been surrounding him slowly dispersed.
Zhang Jue looked up and saw the three buildings that were seen in the distance. It was Site-237. The last stop in Yang Wensong's life was here.
Without walking in, Zhang Jue saw that the buildings here were very different from those he had encountered before. The buildings he had encountered before were all very exquisite, completely restoring the original appearance of the buildings.
The three buildings at site 237 were in a state of destroyed. Zhang Jue even saw traces of artillery bombardment on the walls. It seemed like this place had gone through a very violent battle. Only when he got closer did he see that the ground here and the walls seemed to be all covered in blood.
Although the images in his eyes were all in black and white, he could still see the ferocity of the battle. As far as the eye could see, there were spurts of blood almost everywhere. Zhang Jue couldn't help but be a little curious.
What exactly had happened in Yang Wensong's consciousness?
"Yang Wensong, are you there?" He shouted again.
Still no one responded.
"Strange."
Zhang Jue cupped his chin. He had explored all of Yang Wensong's subconscious mind, but still hadn't found out where he was. Even if he was in a vegetative state, he wouldn't be in this state. What was strange to Zhang Jue was that he hadn't found any living things in Yang Wensong's mind, not to mention ordinary plants and animals. Not even a single fly.
Zhang Jue had never encountered such a situation before, which was really strange. Zhang Jue searched all the sites from beginning to end again, and after confirming that there was no Yang Wensong's figure, he exited his subconscious mind.
Seeing Zhang Jue wake up, Yang Xue immediately looked at him with expectant eyes. Zhang Jue shook his head slightly and told her what he had just seen. Yang Xue also fell into deep thought. How could a normal person's subconscious mind be filled with scenery and no living things? The strangest thing was that even Yang Wensong himself was not in it.
It seems that what they found was just a shell. Yang Wensong's own consciousness was no longer here. Originally, Zhang Jue thought Yang Wensong was schizophrenic, and he was thinking that he might encounter two Yang Wensongs in the subconscious world. But it turned out to be the exact opposite, none of them were to be found.
Zhang Jue and Yang Xue both sank down to think, while Loris and Kiddo were staring at each other with wide eyes. Just then, a sudden change occurred, and a loud noise suddenly came from outside. It seemed like something had suddenly exploded.
Zhang Jue looked outside. He saw that the monument with the name of Site-237 had actually collapsed with a bang and seemed to have been blown up.
What the hell? A bomber?
Zhang Jue immediately rushed outside, with Yang Xue and Loris both following close behind. Kiddo was still very weak, and he seemed to want to follow. He took a chance and stumbled, so he was left behind.
Only when Zhang Jue and the others ran far away. He turned around, a strange smile on his lips. He was holding a dagger in his hand at some point and walked towards Yang Wensong step by step.
At this moment, his physique is normal, where he looks like a normal person. Probably the weak state he showed since he woke up was all just a fake.
Three steps, two steps, one step. He arrived in front of Yang Wensong.
Looking at the characteristic steely face of the Asian man, Kiddo's face showed a look of disgust. He seemed to have a deep-seated hatred for Yang Wensong. He raised the dagger in his hand and moved to stab Yang Wensong's heart.
It was a close call. A gunshot can be heard. The bullet hit Kiddo's wrist, and blood instantly spilled out. Under the pain, the dagger in Kidd's hand flew out. He turned his head back. He saw Zhang Jue leaning against the door frame, looking at him in amusement.
"Kiddo Boy, I'll count to ten for you to come and make up a reasonable reason for me, is that enough?"
"I..."
Kiddo covered his wrist and was about to speak.
Only to hear Zhang Jue said, "Ten."
Then there was another shot, hitting Kiddo in the abdomen. While ensuring that he wouldn't die immediately, it also left Kid completely incapable of fighting back. Zhang Jue walked over to him and picked him up like a chicken.
"Are you wondering why I didn't fall for it?" Zhang Jue laughed, "The reason is simple, I already knew you were wrong. Remember when I said I was going to leave here? I was talking to you."
Kiddo looked at Zhang Jue with a sinister look, "You already knew that I was watching you from the shadows. So, you deliberately said you were leaving to lure me to show myself."
"You deserve a reward for answering correctly." Zhang Jue said, and shot him again in the thigh.
Kiddo let out a pig-like howl.
Zhang Jue looked at him, "I thought people infected by SCP-3125 wouldn't feel pain, but so far it seems like that's not the case. You're disappointing me."
Kiddo looked into Zhang Jue's eyes, wanting to swallow Zhang Jue in one gulp. However, Zhang Jue smiled.
"It seems like you're really weak right now."
He said this to SCP-3125. It was in its prime, but it would infect whoever knew it. Where it would be so wretched as it was now, and it would take time to infect a person.
"Why my ability has no effect on you?" Kidd looked at him and roared, "Tell me why!"
"I'm not going to tell you, so go ahead and guess for yourself."
Zhang Jue chuckled. But half a second later, he changed his mind.
"How about this, let's make a deal. How about that?"
This was Zhang Jue's usual tactic. He already didn't know how many people he had screwed over with this trick.
"Kiddo" asked, "What kind of deal?"
"I'll tell you why I'm not infected, and you tell me why Yang Wensong turned out like this." Zhang Jue narrowed his eyes and smiled heatedly, "How's that for a fair deal?"
"Kiddo" thought for a moment, then said, "Yes, it's a deal. You first!"
"I can't tell now, you're smart." Zhang Jue said, "Don't you see? You have no qualifications to talk about conditions now or I shot you."
"You'll only kill one of my infected." "Kiddo" said calmly, "Even if you kill everyone here, you can't threaten me."
This statement really spoke to Zhang Jue's heart. He had been circling around here, refusing to leave, in order to find a way to completely wipe out SCP-3125.
"Alright, I'll start." Zhang Jue sighed.
He was about to speak. Loris and Yang Xue also walked back.
"How is it on your side? Was the explosion serious?" Zhang Jue asked.
Yet neither of them answered his question. Their eyes were vacant as they each pulled out a pistol. Pointing it at Zhang Jue's head.
"Kiddo" sneered, "Advisor Zhang, it seems I no longer need to know why you're not infected. Exterminating you physically seems a bit more straightforward."
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