At this time.

Bright in the light curtain has entered the residence of SCP343.

To be honest.

Just standing in front of him would make Bright grit his teeth.

The feeling of calm and satisfaction tried to surge into his mind.

But I resisted them completely.

It is difficult for him to feel depressed when the whole world tries to make you happy, but Dr. Bright has experienced this feeling for many years.

To be honest.

For Dr. Bright.

He thinks the most disturbing thing about 343 is that no matter what he does, no matter how many times he tells himself that this is a scam, this”God” always looks like George Burns to him.

Holding a cigar in one hand and a glass of martini in the other.

He said this to relax him.

But nothing this guy does can make Bright relax.

This old man is too powerful and he tries too hard.

“Jack,” the old man said

“I’m glad to see you back. Are you ready to talk to me more?”

“SCP-343, you have been held by the Foundation for many years and have not proven yourself to be worth our efforts.” Bright ignored his question:”Therefore, we have decided to use you to try to neutralize a much more dangerous SCP, do you understand?”

Hearing this, the old man shrugged.

“You know, Jack, I have high hopes for you.”

“You were created so smart, haha, so talented”

“I have made arrangements, and can make arrangements, for you to do great things. But you need to get out of here, you will be ruined by them.”

“Jack, you used to be such a good kid.”The old man sighed softly.

His speech and behavior were so perfect, even the hoarse voice of George Burns was done well.

This voice, this cigarette, and even the current layout of the room.

They are all designed to make Bright accept him.

But Dr. Bright will not be fooled.

He is an SCP, a creation, a monster, and a God by the way.

He must not be led astray easily. 990″You can call me Dr. Bright. No one has called me that name… for many years.” Dr. Bright said in a deep voice:”At least not in the past few decades.”

“Will you assist in this attempt, or will I impose sanctions on you?”

Bright stared into the old man’s eyes.

Refusing to look away.

The longer their eyes met, the less smile there was on the old man’s face, until there was no smile at all.

Finally, the old man took a long drag on his cigar, almost frowning.

“Jack, you have become a disgusting creature.” The old man whispered,”More like a monster than a human being, bound to that thing.”

He pointed at the ruby pendant, and Bright could feel it being pricked.

“I should remove you from it and put you back where you belong”

“Let you become human again.”

Hearing this, Bright’s thoughts rarely fluctuated.

He thought that he might be able to get rid of the curse, and maybe he would die in the end, which was exactly what he hoped for.

But now is not the time.

At least, he has not yet completed the ultimate goal of the Foundation.

Bright suppressed his emotions.

Refusing to break eye contact.

At this moment, the old man finally shrugged.

“Okay, Jack, I’ll help you, whatever it is.”

“As long as you make it clear.”

Bright could see that the old man thought he would not say please.

Because that would mean putting Bright himself in a lower position.

But he would not let Agyeman say that he had ruined his efforts.

So Bright finally spoke seriously.

“343, please help us.”

Hearing this, the old man raised his eyebrows and was slightly shocked. He knew that it was not easy for Bright to say this, so he nodded.

“Very good.”

Next.

The starlight beside the light curtain turned into words, combined with the words on the light curtain, and continued to introduce all this. (ajeg)

【later】

【Bright stood in the observation room, looking at 343 in the containment room below.】

【The old man did not ask what he should do, but said that he would handle it properly no matter what.】

【So, Bright chose not to tell him what he was doing.】

【Let God do what He wants】

【Dr. Agyeman stood smugly beside Bright, gloating over his misfortune without saying a word.】

【He believed he had won the debate.】

【Bright saw no need to dissuade him from the idea.】

【This is still a complete failure】

【He felt that SCP343 had no way to tame 682.

At this moment, outside the huge containment room

“Are you ready, 343? Agyeman said into the microphone.

Below, the old man raised his thumb.

No further preparations were needed, so Dr. Agyeman pressed a button on the console.

The airlock cycled open, releasing 682.

“”ROAR!!”

The reptile roared into the room and rushed straight through the center to the door opposite. It had escaped often enough to know the drill.

And the most likely chance of escape.

The only surprising thing was that in doing so it rushed straight past SCP343.

It seemed that it didn’t touch him at all.

And SCP343, from his side, was still staring at the open airlock door expectantly.

He glanced at us from the door, and then his eyes returned to the door.

At this moment.

The old man suddenly shouted:”So? What are you going to send out?”

“Or should I go inside the door?”

At this moment,

Bright smiled.

He watched the immortal lizard continue to attack the second airlock.

He took the microphone from Dr. Agyeman’s weak hand.

“SCP343, is my understanding correct?”

“You didn’t see anything in the room?”

Hearing this, the old man turned around, stared at the room, and then looked up at Bright.

“There’s nothing in the room, Jack.”

“Are you feeling okay?”

Hearing this, everyone, including the people in the heavens and the myriad worlds, was slightly stunned.

Because even they did not expect that this”God” could not see the immortal evil lizard at all.

What is the origin of this immortal evil lizard?

Logically speaking, it is not the only entity in countless worlds, and it has not reached the level of supreme divinity.

But it can make the old man who created the universe powerless.

But now that this plan is useless, what is the next step?

At this time,

Dr. Bright in the light curtain grinned. (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

He turned his head and looked at Ajiman

“682 was not neutralized, as predicted”

“682?” The old man suddenly shouted, with a flash of anger in his eyes.

In an instant, he suddenly stood in front of Dr. Bright.

Although his size did not change, he brought a considerable sense of oppression.

“You brought me to 682?” The old man’s tone was mixed with anger.

Dr. Bright’s face did not change when he heard this. He gestured to the British man behind the old man, asking him to quickly start the containment procedure of 682 and fill the room with acid to prevent this guy from really running out.

At the same time, he calmly replied

“Of course, is there a problem?”Dr. Bright took a deep breath.

This is the wrath of God.

If he’s lucky, the old man will take care of him.[]

This way he wouldn’t have to do the second part of the test.

However, the old man just turned around.

“He is not my creation, you can deal with him yourself.”

After saying that, the old man strode through the wall and left here, probably returning to his room.

Seeing this.

Dr. Agyeman finally calmed down, turned around and shouted at Dr. Bright

“Good, it didn’t work!”

“It doesn’t matter, 963, prepare yourself, you are going in!”

Hearing this,

Dr. Bright just shrugged.

He nodded to his agent as he was about to change his body.

The next second, when the door behind him closed, the last thing he heard was the pleasant sound of the pistol in the closed room and the screams from Dr. Ajman.

Although it didn’t hit the vital point, the bullet was enough to make Ajman’s right leg stay still for a while.

【After a while】

【When everything is ready, it’s the turn of the fourth doctor of apocalypse to take the stage】

“So now we have to proceed.”

Dr. Agyeman continued in his wheelchair.

His right foot was still in a cast from the terrible and completely accidental shooting.

Suddenly, he stopped and stared at Dr. Bright with fear.

“What is that thing?”

Bright smiled quietly as his assistants continued to help him with the final calibration.

On the table in front of him, there were three sections of a very ugly metal cane.

The wires and cables were tangled in strange angles, and the more the so-called”lucky bunch” fiddled with it, the weirder it looked.

“It’s a stick, Agyeman.” Bright shrugged.

“I can see it clearly, 963,” Dr. Agyeman barked cluelessly,”but why did you bring it here?”

Gripping the now assembled cane, Bright turned to glare at Agyeman.

“My name is Dr. Bright”

“And this is used to attract 682’s attention. How do you want to get SCP-963 to 682?”

“With this thing, I can try to irritate it until it comes to me.”

“This way entering him would be as easy as playing a child’s game.”

Agyeman nodded.

“Of course, 963, what else is there to do?”

Hearing this, Dr. Bright’s suppressed anger finally exploded.

Some people never learn.

Others continue to insult an immortal being who is vindictive and has no respect for human life.

But only the truly stupid will be hit by Bright’s direct current.

“This.”

He raised his cane, pointed it casually in Ajman’s direction, and pressed a button.

Zil–!

A purple arc of electricity immediately arched up from the air and pierced into Ajman’s injured foot!

” Ah…

“Hmm, Dr. Agyeman, it looks like there’s some kind of metal in your cast.” Bright spread his hands:”I’m curious how this could have happened.”

While Agyeman’s bootlickers were busy dragging him out,

Bright turned to Dr. Light.

“We know what we’re doing, what are the odds now?”

Dr. Light glanced at her clipboard.

“2:1 It’s no use. 5:1 You enter it and run wild on the site”

“Here is an additional”

“If you kill Ajman during the rampage, double the bonus”

“10:1 Something is not right and you are stuck in it and can’t get out”

“20:1 Nothing at all, somehow we all end up becoming you.”

Dr. Bright raised an eyebrow at this.

“I like these bets”

“963!” Ajman roared as he rushed back in, his feet smoking.

“You! You, me! You——!”

“Dr. Agyeman, please forgive me.” Bright smiled and strode to another researcher.”I am about to enter the most dangerous SCP we have ever found.”

“Well, I’ll make a bet with you.”

“If you cover your feet with barbecue sauce, I will stop.”

Leaving these words,

Bright turned around and walked quietly to the stage that belonged to him……


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