Memory retrospective program, the foundation was exposed

"Oh my God!"

"Groove?"

"Isn't it?"

As soon as these words came out, the audience in the live broadcast room were stunned.

It's not that no one has wondered why the first containment directly started with Zhu Rongzhi, but they didn't expect that the other three actually died in the mission ahead of schedule!

I didn't expect that the stairwell, which just looked a little terrifying, actually had the ability to kill!

In the recording room, Lu Guotao also had a solemn face.

He had guessed like this before, but he didn't expect that the guess actually came true?

Remembering the task of the 173 statue this time, Lu Guotao smacked his lips.

Is the Euclid mission mortality rate so high?

Everyone stared intently at the screen, afraid of missing a word.

When Dr. P heard the technician's words, he only smiled slightly, and looked at Zhu Rongzhi again before asking: "It's about to reach the one-month deadline, do you want to deal with him?" "

The technician shook his head: "Recently, the consumption of D-level personnel has been too large, and the supervisor has interrupted the processing process. "

"Interruption? That old-fashioned old guy is not afraid of accidents? After all, the one-month processing period is traditional, and in case of timeout, there is a possibility that the memory erasure method will fail! Once the D-level members have feelings for each other or other staff, hehe~"

Dr. P laughed, but his words frightened the audience in the live broadcast room.

"No, it can't be, right?"

"Groove? Listening to this, it means that the SCP Foundation's disposal of these D-level personnel is to make them lose their memory and deal with them when they expire? "

"Deal? It is estimated that it is directly killed! "

"Well, the SCP Foundation's methods are too cruel, right?"

"Atrocious? Which of these D-class personnel is not a condemned prisoner who has committed many evils? "

"That is, it's all death anyway, and you can still do something meaningful in the SCP Foundation."

"Pull down, I kind of understand, this group of SCPs are crazy up and down."

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In the recording room, Professor Xu saw Lu Guotao's face gloomy and uncertain, and asked, "What do you think?" "

As a high-ranking military official, Lu Guotao was naturally extremely supportive of the law, and said in a deep voice: "Whether these people are death row prisoners or not, they should not be executed by the SCP Foundation!" Fighting crime with criminal acts is also a crime! "

Seeing Professor Xu's wry smile, he asked rhetorically, "What do you say?" "

Professor Xu smiled and recalled: "Did you know that at the beginning of the twenty-first century, biomedicine ushered in a short-term technological explosion! The cause is precisely because of human experiments on human cloning! "

Lu Guotao frowned: "This kind of experiment is obviously extremely inhumane!" "

Of course, there are many dangers of human experiments, and once you open your mouth, it is difficult to turn back, so it is quickly stopped by society. It was stopped because biomedical research can also be substituted through other mice, white rabbits, monkeys and the like, but the SCP Foundation is faced with the 'abnormality' of treacherous ability and disaster if you don't pay attention, except for humans, there is no substitute! "

"This..."

Although Lu Guotao has his own insistence, he is not a pedantic person, and after a little thought, he understands what Professor Xu means.

Thinking about it, how did the strange characteristics of containments come about?

The records in the document do not arise out of thin air, and there is no other way but constant trial and error!

Lu Guotao's heart turned upside down, but his willpower drove him to look at the screen again, carefully and carefully, and he was unwilling to let go of any details.

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"Sorry, this question is beyond my security clearance."

"Ah, it's okay, you don't have to apologize."

Professor P seemed to be very talkative, and he carefully looked at Zhu Rongzhi several times, before wiping his hands with alcohol, and thanked the cramped technician: "Okay, thanks for your help, you can now start to clear his B-level memory." "

The technician was amnestied, and Professor P spoke again: "Ah, by the way, if he survives the next mission again, please be sure to inform me that I intend to conduct a psychological evaluation of him and invite him to a custody mission in our department." "

Saying that, he shrugged: "Of course, if he is lucky enough." After all, his next mission is the guy who gives everyone above a headache! "

This sentence successfully aroused everyone's interest, especially Lu Guotao.

A guy who gives the upper echelons a headache?

Could it be another very terrifying anomaly?

Zhao Qidong, on the other hand, stared at the screen, as if trying to understand how they managed to erase other people's memories.

Unfortunately, the picture went black and transitioned again...

In the room, Zhu Rongzhi was wearing the characteristic orange overalls of the SCP Foundation for D-level personnel, and was constantly playing the barbell.

The room is so wide that at first glance it's not even much smaller than a full football field. The lights are bright, but there is not a trace of natural light, and the fully enclosed room is full of white incandescent lamps!

Among the rich and diverse fitness equipment, one or two hundred D-level personnel in orange overalls stood together to exercise.

Almost every other distance, several guard posts were arranged, each with its own guards!

Obviously, this is a fitness venue developed for D-level personnel.

"Brother, what do you call it?"

A thin, dark-skinned young man came to Zhu Rongzhi and put on a close.

Zhu Rongzhi glanced at the person.

"Title? Here I am D-1457."

Zhu Rongzhi's words caused the man to laugh.

"Isn't it bro? Could it be that you really call this broken place home? "

As soon as these words came out, Zhu Rongzhigang wanted to speak, but some broken horror fragments flashed in his mind.

These images were so real that he even lost his mind for a moment. He looked around in horror and found that he had not attracted the attention of the guards with guns, so he pretended to be calm

"How else? Anyway, being caught outside is also dead, and although I fall into a coma from time to time here, I always feel better. "

Saying that, his fierce temper also surged up, looking at the man and saying viciously: "If you have something to say, if you have a fart to put it elsewhere, don't disturb Lao Tzu to exercise!" "

"You!"

The man wanted to return the favor, but looking at Zhu Rongzhi's strong body and then his skinny chicken-like body, he rationally dismissed this idea.

At this moment, a white coat walked towards Zhu Rongzhi, who seemed to be the technician who was in charge of Zhu Rongzhi's two tasks before.

The moment he saw the white coat, Zhu Rongzhi quickly got up, changed his previous fierce expression, and said with a slight fear in his respectful expression: "Hello Technician Qin." "

"Ah, D-1457, how about this half-month of trimming?"

"Back to the technician, also, very good."

Technician Qin held up his glasses and nodded with satisfaction: "That's good, this time the task will start immediately, please follow me." "

As soon as he heard the two words of task, Zhu Rongzhi's mind suddenly flashed out of the memory fragments that appeared in the flashback before, and his strong body trembled violently, and he squeezed out an expression that was uglier than crying, and asked with difficulty:

"What is the mission this time?"

The technician didn't reply: "Don't be afraid, it's just a small yard of some ages." "