The characters in the horror game have a crush on me

On the other side, the screen suddenly went dark.

The moment the black-haired youth entered the last room, the screens of dozens of SCP foundations went dark.

After Jiang Yilin walked out, the synthesized sound of the computer rang quickly.

"Drip-drip--"

"Warning—warning—"

"Surveillance equipment damaged - scp:682 disappeared -"

"Detect—detect—"

"Warning—warning—"

The staff of the SCP Foundation all opened their eyes incredulously, and frowned.

——Just now...what the hell happened?

——In that room... At that moment, what happened?

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Bright lights hovered overhead.

Jiang Yilin folded his hands and sat on the chair with a very calm expression.

He was still wearing the white shirt and black trousers, and he didn't look embarrassed at all.

Judging by appearance alone, no one who saw him could combine him with the humanoid containment that made scp:682 disappear.

After all this happened, the scp foundation dispatched special forces and brought him to this room as if he was facing an enemy.

This room, which is said to have originally been a containment, was named scp:3672.

The ability it possesses is to greatly weaken the [activity] of the life forms living in this room.

However, after the leading SWAT officer brought him into the room, the black-haired youth just sat on the chair peacefully, without any sign of resistance.

It's as if they didn't take these so-called secret service personnel seriously.

Jiang Yilin's shoulders were slightly opened, and he leaned against the back of the chair. Under the watchful eyes of the guards, he smiled and said, "Can I have a glass of water?"

Secret service member: "..."

The Secret Service member had a weird feeling, but he still knew... how dangerous this man is.

——You can’t communicate too much with this man, and you can’t be fooled by his seemingly gentle expression.

He put the water glass on the table, but didn't pass it to the young man, letting Jiang Yilin take it by himself.

Jiang Yilin's hands were locked by a special kind of shackles. He didn't care about the vigilance of others, and fumbled for the stem of the glass in front of him, as if he was thinking about something.

After a long time, the secret service personnel all retreated, and the black-haired youth was still sitting quietly on the chair, as if waiting for the final judgment.

However, who will be judged... is still uncertain.

In the next second, the door of the room was opened.

Jiang Yilin raised his head slightly, and found that it was a young man with a remarkable temperament.

It's not quite right to say it's young.

His temples are gray and white, and it is not caused by some kind of dye, it should be born with it.

This bit of gray and white stained that young face with a bit of indescribable oldness.

Jiang Yilin frowned, and a strong sense of disobedience spread from his body.

— a little strange.

He was wearing a white coat that a researcher should wear. He should be about 1 meters tall and his weight should be at the level of a normal person.

The man casually sat across from him.

Jiang Yilin faced the man who just came in like this.

The expression of the black-haired young man was extremely cold, and the corners of the man's mouth had formulaic smiles. However, the expressions of both of them seemed to be a bit impeccable, and it was impossible to further figure out the meaning of their minds.

—Is it a researcher?No, no, it's a bit inconsistent.

The temperament of this man is much higher than that of ordinary people. The long white coat that looks like a researcher fits well, but there is no curl, as if it is newly tailored, and has never been worn before.

——It’s just to disguise your real identity... so I ordered someone to make it out and put it on.

"So... the real identity of this man should be higher than the so-called [Doctor]."

Jiang Yilin said softly in his mind.

He glanced inadvertently, and found that the man's fingers were folded on the table, and there was a small shallow circle of indentations at the base of his thumb.

According to the shape of the dent, Jiang Yilin could judge that he should have worn an object there originally.

——The place where the thumb is...is it a ring?

——Wearing a ring on the thumb is actually a symbol of power.

When he saw this, the black-haired young man's thoughts turned quickly, he frowned slightly, and couldn't help thinking that he also had a ring in his pocket.

——Is there any connection between the two...?

"Mr. Jiang... hello."

The man opposite smiled, temporarily interrupting Jiang Yilin's thoughts.

"I'm a senior researcher at the SCP Foundation, and I'm in charge of SCP: 682, the project of Immortal Lizard."

"It's my first meeting...it's an honor to meet you."

The man said, and smiled again.

"Did you know... the moment you left the last room, scp: 682 disappeared."

"And when you entered the last room, all the monitoring equipment also failed for a moment—the data was all deleted."

"We can't clearly judge the current situation of SCP:682, we only have one question - where did SCP:682 go? Do you know?"

This man with outstanding temperament asked straight to the point without any deviousness, revealing that under the gentle appearance, contrary to his temperament, he was extremely sharp and not dragging his feet.

Jiang Yilin looked back at him with a cold and composed expression.

The black-haired young man said, "Sir, there is no need for you to pretend."

"Did you know? People are very complex and magical creatures... We can judge by the subtle changes in facial expressions, tone of voice, and some small micro-expressions that can be reflected on the face. , to get a lot of details."

"And I... Judging from your eyes, you care about me far more than the scp: 682 you said."

"—It seems that in your heart, I am far more important than that scp:682."

"You...will you be the direct person in charge of the scp:682 project?"

The man raised his eyebrows.

"Also, I have a hunch that when I was first brought into the base by the b-level personnel, the b-level personnel received an order from their superiors to take me into the laboratory for testing."

"—Let me make a bold guess... It seems that that person is you."

[Ding——Ding——]

[Detection——detection——]

[Exploration degree of world view: 85%]

After hearing Jiang Yilin's words, the man smiled. He took off his coat, revealing a white patterned uniform.

The smile on the corner of his mouth was shallow, but it gave off an extremely dangerous feeling.

"Since you found out...it really doesn't make much sense."

"Originally, I wanted to pretend to be a senior researcher. I just didn't want to put too much psychological pressure on you. I just wanted to get to know you well."

"But... let's break it down, let me introduce it again——"

"—I am the founder of the SCP Foundation, the speaker of the 05 meeting, you can call me—administrator, that is, the person in charge."

"Your defense mechanism is very strong. Before, I have read some records made by researchers on you, and most of them are useless data."

"After reading those data... I am indeed very interested in you."

The man raised his right hand slightly, and gave Jiang Yilin a gentle touch, "I know you have something to tell me, so go ahead and I want to hear your thoughts."

"Actually, sir, you are very conceited."

Jiang Yilin held his chin, his two hands were handcuffed together, it was not so easy to do this movement, on the contrary, he felt a little awkward.

However, his expression was extremely indifferent, and even though his movements were weird, no one would doubt him at all, "I call myself an administrator, but I don't even want to say my name..."

"This is really unfair. It seems that you have all the information on my face, but as a person who talks to me, you are not even willing to disclose the most basic self-information? Are you a human being? ?”

The man just looked at him with a smile.

Jiang Yilin said to himself, "Then let me assume that you are human?"

He touched his chin and said, "I know, based on the danger of scp: 682, its harm to the scp foundation and the entire earth, and its own uncontrollability, after you confirmed that you can't use him, what you thought of was damage it."

"You should be the senior person who asked him to destroy SCP:738, as the demon in SCP:682 said."

"So you will also be so concerned about the [solution] proposed by the devil's seat, and you are also very curious about me."

The man raised his eyebrows and said, "That's right, that person was indeed me."

The man looked at Jiang Yilin and asked, "How did you know? Oh... so you are in the penultimate room, sitting on the devil's seat, and the request you asked the devil...is something related to me?"

"Then what price did you pay for knowing this matter?"

The founder of the scp foundation seemed to ask with great interest.

Jiang Yilin's gaze was a little long, he reached out and put the cup on the table in his hand, he didn't drink it, but just played with it lightly, just like playing with those expensive goblets.

He said, "...the price? As for the price, you will know soon."

"—But that's also the ultimate goal of sitting here with you, calmly and chatting."

For some reason, when he heard these words, the man suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

The black-haired young man slowly raised his head and said, "Different people will have different ideas when they look at different things. From your point of view, let me tell you about the whole story."

"You first made a request to destroy SCP:682 on the devil's seat, and the devil rejected your request for the first time. After a few days, when you sat down again, the devil should have told you that he has agreed For others, this request has been fulfilled, right?"

The man looked at him playfully.

"After hearing this sentence, you became curious about the [creature that can destroy scp: 682] that the devil said, so you listed all the alien creatures contained by the scp foundation in the same period, and put them on them Countless experiments were done one by one.”

——That is to say...

"That is to say, besides me, there are also many similar special creatures. When you feel that you cannot determine the level and all the powers, you throw them in these test rooms one after another, and start to test their abilities. The purpose of testing the ability is to confirm which one is the creature that the devil seat said can destroy scp:682."

After hearing what Jiang Yilin said, the man smiled lightly. He stretched out his hand, gently picked Jiang Yilin's chin and said, "The result is decided...it is indeed you, isn't it?"

He stretched out his hand again, and stroked Jiang Yilin's hair on the left side, "From our current judgment, your ability to learn and evolve is very attractive. The creature closest to the realm of god."

"And you are very obedient, of course, even if you are superficially obedient, I am very satisfied."

"Compared to that SCP:682, which has a strong desire to destroy humans and the real society, you are much better than it, so I got you... I really don't care much about the possibility of SCP:682's survival."

"With you, the SCP Foundation will become stronger, so as long as you obediently become my containment, I will also give you a matching status..."

"—You can be the spokesperson of the gods in the world, do you understand?"

After Jiang Yilin heard the man's seductive words, he suddenly laughed.

He seemed to have heard some extremely funny joke, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was slightly mocking.

"Sounds really interesting... Do you regard me as an object that you can keep here obediently?"

"What gave you such an illusion and confidence?"

After hearing Jiang Yilin's words, the man's expression slowly turned cold.

His own facial features are relatively soft, but once he lowers his eyes, the smile in his eyes is replaced by indifference, which will only make people feel more and more dangerous.

Jiang Yilin didn't care about the instant change of expression of the man in front of him, he just licked his lips and said softly, "Just now I told you about the context of this incident from your perspective, so I also want to tell you from my perspective Take a look at the whole thing, the most original facts."

"—may surprise you."

"The fact that you classified me as a Keter-level containment… shows all your naivety."

"You think I was born from the Devil's Seat, to destroy the existence of scp:682..."

"But what do you know? Everything you've learned...that's all fake."

The black-haired young man looked at him sideways and said unhurriedly.

"After the devil told me those plausible pasts...he came to my side and gently called out such a name to me."

"Just the name alone made me infer... what he said before, everything is loose sand built on the playing cards, and it will be scattered with a light touch."

"Do you know what it's called?"

"He called me..."

"—ancestor."

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When Jiang Yilin said this address slowly, the lights in the entire interrogation room dimmed suddenly...

And the next second after the light was on, the founder of the scp foundation discovered that his and Jiang Yilin's positions had been swapped.

Jiang Yilin calmly sat where the man should have been.

He picked up the glass on the table with one hand, gently shook the liquid inside, and said, "Sure enough... it's more comfortable when your hands are free."

And opposite to Jiang Yilin.

The handcuffs that should have been on Jiang Yilin's hands and could not be untied were tightly handcuffed on the founder's wrist.

When he raised his head, his originally gentle and handsome face was also stained with some incredible emotions.

"—ancestor... Could it be that... you are?"

"So...scp: 3782's ability in this room doesn't have the slightest effect on your restraint?"

Jiang Yilin took a sip of the white water inside, and said, "Scp: 3782? In fact, all the contained items... are ineffective against my abilities."

——As early as the beginning when Jiang Yilin faced the [shy person], besides mental comfort, he had another guess...that is...he was more inclined to say that his ability was [Nullification].

"Reverse from the back to the front... In fact, all of this is just a game set by [I]."

The "I" that Jiang Yilin refers to is the true thoughts of the character he plays.

"The beginning of all stories lies in a bet made by [me] and scp: 682, the immortal lizard."

When he said these words, a small green lizard slowly appeared on the left shoulder of the black-haired youth.

It stuck out its tongue unwillingly, and there seemed to be some resentment on its small face, looking at the handsome young man.

——That is a shrunken SCP: 682.

"Do you... do you really think that with the capabilities of your SCP Foundation, you can really contain SCP: 682?"

Jiang Yilin flicked the little lizard's head, and said slowly, "The truth of the matter is... [I] made a bet with it at the beginning."

"The content of the bet is that when [I] completely loses my ability, when [I] turns myself into an ordinary person, if [I] finds it, then I win, otherwise, it wins gone."

"Whoever loses...will surrender to whomever."

"No, but when you were first taken into custody by our foundation, you did show that you were an ordinary young man who lost all memories and only had common sense cognition, including all your special abilities in the later period... also in I dug after encountering these containments..."

The man said in disbelief.

In fact, the most unacceptable thing for him is...he thinks that he occupies a completely dominant position, but now the facts tell him that he is the one who is being used and manipulated...

——As proud as him, how can you accept it?

"That's right, [my] memory is indeed missing. But that's because [I] washed [my] memory to make this game more interesting..."

Jiang Yilin stretched out his finger and nodded his head.

In real life, his memory is inexplicably missing, but when he is substituted into this game, substituted into his personality...Jiang Yilin can deduce that the memory should be washed away by himself.

"It deliberately hid in the SCP Foundation, deliberately pretended to be contained by you, and was deliberately imprisoned by you in the strongest cell. As for the method you thought of before, to destroy it, It doesn't care, the tricks are like tickling to it."

"Before I washed my memory, I learned about this old opponent. After I came to your SCP Foundation, I thought about a lot of things and started a carefully planned layout."

"I can infer from your confidence in the contained items...scp:096 and scp:173 are the necessary detection objects for you. I have found scp:096 and scp:173 respectively, and put them in the appropriate Now, relax on me."

"And, I also know that according to the extremely annoying personality of the Undestroyed Lizard, after using it to no avail, you will definitely try to destroy it."

"So, I found the devil's seat again... I deliberately let it not agree to you the first time you made a request to it, but as proud as you are, I will definitely make another request."

"At that time... Even if the method proposed by the Devil's Seat—[creating a creature that is incompatible with scp:682] sounds so unreliable, you will no longer have too much suspicion."

"—The layout is over. The fishing net is beginning to take the bait."

"Later, I successfully disguised myself as an ordinary person, and after being brought to this foundation by you, I appeared a little different, so I was able to be arranged by you to enter the testing room... to meet my old friend."

"Therefore, you will find that all the contained objects here are extremely close to me, and they are also extremely obedient to me."

"Because they are my derivatives, I am their ancestor, I am the ancestor, and I am the origin of everything."

[Ding——Ding——]

[Detection——detection——]

[Exploration degree of world view: 100%]

Jiang Yilin smiled at the other party, and slowly took out a ring from his pocket.

The man was startled.

That ring was exactly the same as the one he took off—it was a ring that symbolized the highest power of the SCP Foundation.

"I've always wondered why this ring is in my pocket. In fact, in a sense, it not only carries all my memories in this world, but also represents another meaning."

Jiang Yilin gently put the ring on his hand, twirled his fingers and said, "It represents... that I am the living body with the highest power in this world."

The black-haired young man suddenly put the glass on the table beside him, loosened his hand, and the glass fell to the ground with a sound of shattering.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

That was enough to make the whole world tremble.

"—This world should be contained by me."