Joward clenched his phone tightly, and immediately looked up and looked around!

Just in front of him, less than one meter away, stood a statue taller than a person.

The statue looks dirty and is made of concrete and steel.It looked like a large peanut, with very short legs, short hands, four eyes spray-painted on what might be called the "face," and a bristling, blood-red Mouth.

The unknown creature "watched" him motionlessly like a real statue.

Joe Ward stood outside the cabin door, losing his San value crazily...

Those few clues flashed through his mind like lightning: now he knew that concrete was its shell, so breaking a human neck should be its way of killing.

Under what circumstances does it kill?

Joward thought of the half-closed eyes of the corpse, of the way it always froze for two or three seconds now and then.

"When people close their eyes and can't see it, it will kill - considering its teleportation speed, breaking a person's neck is probably just a blink of an eye!"

Joward kept his eyes open, and the statue stood motionless in place.The four spray-painted eyes on the statue, the more you look at it, the more flustered you feel, as if something terrifying is about to erupt from the inside.

However, the more he cared, the more sore his eyes felt; a cold wind blowing from the front finally became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

The little doctor began to blink uncontrollably, with a teardrop blown out by the wind hanging from his eyelashes, and shouted: "Puff pastry——"

For a few thousandths of a millisecond, he swears, he felt something cold and hard touch his neck.

A strong force pushed him back!

He staggered a few steps back uncontrollably, and the hamster ball quickly lowered down, allowing him to sit in the cabin door.The hatch slammed shut, the hamster ball swallowed Joward, and immediately retreated.

SCP173 stands where Joward was just now.

It only has a "face" drawn out of graffiti, and of course there is no expression.

But compared with just now, the movement of this creepy statue has changed: its hands are raised in the air, and the hands made of reinforced concrete are clasped tightly at the height of Joward's neck—if Joward just now If De was not pushed away, he is now a corpse with a broken cervical spine.

173's hands clasped in the air seemed to tremble slightly.

Then Joe Ward saw that Qiuqiu Chao's small cape leaked from between 173's fingers.

Qiuqiu gritted his teeth: "Su—pie—!!"

When he slowly opened 173's clasped hands with his hands and feet, he also felt secretly startled:

Although after shrinking, Superman's abilities in all aspects have been reduced, but his original strength is so high that it will break the table, and the reduction will not go anywhere; the strength of this statue can barely match his ball form!

When a human being's neck is twisted by something of this power, it probably doesn't even have time to call for help, and even before the despair is transmitted to the brain, it has already died...

Joward yelled in the hamster ball, "Would you get back to your body now, meringue?"

Qiuqiu Chao just wanted to nod his head, but at the end, as if he remembered something, he opened the perspective again and looked into the cement shell of 173——

With just one glance, Qiuqiu Chao immediately shook his head, and at the same time stretched 173's hands even harder.But in the blink of an eye, he felt that 173's grip strength began to strengthen again, causing him to have to increase his strength by [-]% to prop the statue's hand open.

Joward: "Meringue, 173 can't move while someone is staring at it; but once we blink, it can teleport at high speed—"

Before he finished speaking, Qiuqiu Chao opened 173's hands, jumped out, kept staring at the statue, turned his back to Joward, and made a movement of a small sapling growing taller.

Joward immediately understood: "System, exchange 10 minutes of body time for Superman."

The moment the broad red cloak fluttered, Joward's restless heart suddenly calmed down after receiving this A-level mission.

The God-like appeasement aura that Superman carries makes every time he appears in front of the crowd, people will subconsciously believe that the victory and defeat have been decided, and everything has been settled.

"Little Qiao, you can blink your eyes casually, you don't have to hold on."

The superhero's voice is confident and gentle, always with a smile like the sun in his voice, but the words he speaks are quite domineering.

"From now on, it's not going anywhere."

SCP173's small short hand was held by Superman, and it kept changing its posture like a frame, with two powerful hands holding Superman's arm behind its back, twisting and rattling; but only its own The hands were dropping mud, and Superman was unscathed.

System: "Mission objective captured. Mission success condition: Clear SCP173."

Joward: "Crisp, crispy..."

He looked at Superman's handsome face like Apollo's, and silently swallowed the "meringue" back.

"Superman, the system says it needs to be cleared before the mission can be considered successful."

Superman frowned.

"No, my sympathy doesn't overflow that much." He could see into the hamster ball and see Joward's expression, "It's just something in this statue—I can't say what it is, but it feels like It's not good. I'm not sure if the cement shell is destroyed, the contents of it will bring disaster to human beings."

Joward: "Hmm...maybe destroy it somewhere safe?"

Superman smiled: "Good idea!"

Joward: ? ?

With one hand he clutched the ghastly statue, with the other he clenched his fist upwards.A powerful shock wave vibrated from his take-off point, and the vegetation around him trembled and tilted outward-in the blink of an eye, Superman had become a black spot in the sky.

The hamster ball was also shaken and rolled two meters outward.But it has a gravity balance device inside, so Joward didn't feel the shock of the impact.He just raised his head stupidly, looking up at Superman who disappeared into the stratosphere in an instant, and didn't close his mouth for a long time.

Wow……

He really can't think of what to marvel at, wow, it's over...

After about a few minutes, the system: "Congratulations to the host for completing the task [SCP173]. The basic reward points: 3835, and the reward points will start to be liquidated."

System: "During the host mission, the number of deaths directly caused by the mission target: 34, total deducted points: 3400 points, remaining points: 435 points."

System: "During the host mission, if you successfully obtain 3 key clues, no points will be deducted."

System: "Host mission target SCP rating: Euclid, extra reward points: 2000."

System: "The final reward points for the task [SCP173]: 2435 points. The task is cleared, and the total reward points for the host are currently 4757. Please pay attention to check."

The extra settlement mechanism of A-level tasks is different from that of B-level tasks, and there are extremely strict points deductions. This point, Joward has already understood in the little boy's memory.

But the little boy's matching task is different from his, so the point deduction mechanism is also different from him, so Joe Ward didn't know his A-level task at the beginning, and points will be deducted based on the number of deaths.

Although he was very afraid of the failure of the mission, but after the liquidation was completed, he didn't feel so distressed about these points.

34 people died.

He thought to himself.

Joe Ward still doesn't know where Superman left SCP173 - he sat in the hamster ball and waited and waited, but Superman still didn't come back.

Later he inquired about it, and Dachao was rude and threw the statue directly into the sun.Anyway, to him, the sun is just a big trash can...

What interrupted his contemplation was a sudden announcement from inside the hamster ball: "Master, Elizabeth has simultaneously received a message that she has just arrived at the base. Elizabeth doesn't know how to judge, should I report to you?"

Joward: "Say it."

Hamster Ball: "According to the intelligence screen transmitted by the satellite, 3 minutes ago, the RoboCop in Metropolis was activated throughout the city, heading to the coordinates where Superman left the earth, preparing for strategic deployment."

Joward: "...how high can you fly, Elizabeth?"

The hamster ball is loyal and a little proud: "Mr. Stark said, barely enough, 2 meters."

There are no orders from the base yet.

He always felt that they didn't seem to want him to participate in too many super-English things except for the must-do tasks.He also doesn't know much about the RoboCop in the Metropolis, and he always feels that it doesn't sound like SCP173 can fight...

Joe Ward touched his brown fur, and finally gave instructions to the hamster ball: "Let's go, let's... let's go pick up a big super."

Author has something to say: SCP173 Containment Procedures: Item SCP-173 is to be kept in a locked containment area at all times.If anyone must enter the containment area of ​​SCP-173, the number must be no less than three, and the entrance door must be locked after entering...

Dachao: It’s all about the bells and whistles, and I’ll send you to the sun with one punch

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