Memory retrospective program, the foundation was exposed

From the picture obtained from the three living stones, although everyone knows that the SCP Foundation has the means to clear other people's memories, after all, they have never really seen it, and the concept is not too deep.

However, the case in front of them now makes them shocked by this magical ability.

This is not only as simple as clear memory, it can be said that it changes memory and controls the degree of cognition!

In particular, the sworn looks of those villagers made everyone in the recording room spine.

Lu Guotao looked at the screen for a long time without speaking, and finally sighed: "Announce it." After all, this kind of thing can't contain the fire, instead of letting some curious people investigate by themselves, it is better for us to expose the matter one by one. "

As a result, the truth about SCP-2997's discovery was officially published on its website.

It instantly attracted the discussion of netizens.

"Food poisoning? This is also too! "

"That's right, how could there be such a coincidence?"

"Could it be official..."

"Pull down, didn't you see the video of those villagers' answers? If this is acted, my last name and yours! "

"Hey, you say, is it possible that these villagers have all had their memories altered by the SCP Foundation?"

"Don't say it, it's really possible!"

"Changing the memories of so many people at once? That's awesome too! "

When netizens got the answer of 'group food poisoning', they were also questioned at first.

But soon, a slightly calmer netizen guessed the SCP Foundation.

Naturally, awe for the SCP Foundation followed.

Just when the real investigation was in full swing, Zhang Jie spent a rare leisure afternoon on the screen.

Perhaps after becoming a D-level person, there is no need to rack his brains to engage in research and scientific research, and Zhang Jie looks much calmer.

At this time, he was sitting on the seat of the sports field, watching the people on the green court below sweating, the corners of his mouth raised, quite relaxed.

Not only that, but next to him sat a young man in his twenties.

"Alas~ if only I could bask in the sun."

Hearing the boy's muttering, Zhang Jie shook his head and smiled: "Don't think about it, become a D-level personnel, unless you are carrying out containment missions in the outside world, otherwise it is unlikely to give you the opportunity to go to the ground to move." "

The boy Mo was about twenty-two or three years old, his appearance was ordinary, and unlike other people who could tell at a glance that he was an outlaw, he not only did not look vicious, but looked like a big boy next door.

Perhaps it was this temperament that made Zhang Jie, who had always been dull, couldn't help but ask: "What crime have you committed?" "

"Crime?"

When the boy heard this, he shook his head in surprise: "I didn't commit a crime, but I almost took risks because of lack of money." Fortunately, I met the SCP Foundation, otherwise I would have become a criminal. "

Zhang Jie frowned: "You haven't committed a crime?" Don't you know that becoming a D-class person can put your life in danger at any time? "

"Of course I know."

The boy paused and said with a wry smile: "It's just that if I don't come in, I'm dead now." "

Saying that, he lifted his orange overalls, and Zhang Jie was shocked to find that he actually had a shocking scar on his abdomen, and the dense sutures were as terrifying as centipedes.

"See? Stomach cancer, advanced. I wouldn't even be able to pay for my treatment, and if it weren't for the foundation, I would be a corpse by now. "

The boy was very calm, so he stretched his limbs and sat on the chair casually, gently stroking the scar, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Ah~ it's good to be alive."

Seeing this scene, the live broadcast room was silent.

Everyone in the recording room was also silent, all feeling as if something was blocked in their hearts, which was very uncomfortable.

"It seems that the SCP Foundation provided him with treatment before he died, and the price was to become a D-class person."

Saying that, Zhao Qidong sighed: "It seems that the SCP Foundation's recruitment of D-level members is not just a means of arresting or obtaining death row prisoners directly from prisons. "

Lu Wan looked a little unbearable: "However, people like him just want to live, why should the foundation deprive him of his qualifications?" "

"No, the foundation did not deprive him of his qualifications, but gave them the right to live. There is only one disease in this world, and that is poverty. Without the foundation, he will definitely die, but with the foundation, he may still have hope to live! "

Speaking of this topic, Zhao Qidong seemed very, very serious.

"Even if you can only live for a month in the end, even this short month is the dream of countless dying people."

Lu Wan was stunned, as if she had thought of something, and her expression gradually eased:

"In this way, the last rule of the previous code of conduct on special circumstances for D-level personnel: After serving 30 days of imprisonment, they can be freed if they are escorted by security personnel to designated areas for numbering cancellation according to regional radio instructions. This statement does not seem to be a lie..."

On the screen, two men sat together across a seat, and the boy seemed to have endless words, and Zhang Jie, a wooden man, became the only listener at this time.

The people on the pitch were noisy, but he felt a long-lost tranquility.

"I am an ordinary person, an ordinary ordinary person, unknown, no one will remember me, and no one will find me. In fact, I died before I was diagnosed with advanced stomach cancer. Death in the social sense! "

The boy took a breath

"Don't look at me so ordinary, but since I was a child, I have dreamed that one day I can become a scientist, be famous in the world, and benefit mankind!" I studied hard and waited for that moment. "

Speaking of dreams, the boy subconsciously sat upright, and a longing burst out in his eyes, but it seemed to think of something, and this longing quickly disappeared again, and he sighed:

"Unfortunately, I am too ordinary and unlucky."

Talking about the first half of his life, the boy is like talking about a stranger.

The breeze brushed the ends of his hair, and his slightly immature face revealed a sadness that was not suitable for his age.

Zhang Jie listened quietly and did not make a sound.

The boy also shrugged:

"Later, you know, stomach cancer, advanced. I used up my last penny, I thought I was dead, but the SCP Foundation guys showed up and they found me and promised that as soon as I became a D-class, they would cure me and give me a large sum of money. At the same time, they made it very clear that the mortality rate of D-class personnel is almost as high as 80%, and very few people can live for more than a month! "

Speaking of this, he suddenly laughed:

"But I still agreed, not only because they were willing to cure me, but also because they gave me money, the most important reason was ---."

"They recognized my diligence and ability and gave me the opportunity to face difficult things. Saving humanity is no longer empty talk for me, what I am doing will change the whole world, I firmly believe in it, and I am willing to let me burn it all. "