Chapter 173 World Conference
In the corridor, dim lights flickered from time to time, and the usually lively place was silent at this time.
Due to the blockade of the area, the entire base has been completely cut off from the outside world. After the power supply was lost, the base automatically used backup power to ensure that the device that sealed the room could be maintained in a short time.
However, the previous massacre in the field directly caused the death of more than 95% of the staff, the management personnel were lost, and some sealed objects have escaped.
"Proceed with caution and be gentle. The base is very dangerous now."
Xue Pengkai carefully observed the movements around him and whispered.
The reason why the interior of the base is set up with door panels every ten meters is to prevent the seal from getting out of control.
Wang Lang hugged Kelly's body without saying a word. His body was strengthened with black magic. Now he could hold Kelly firmly with one hand, while the other hand held the Book of the Dead.
Several transparent figures appeared from the void. Their faces were blurred and their bodies were twisted like amorphous smoke. This was a spell used in the Book of the Dead to summon the souls of the wronged.
"Here is an offering."
The Son of Fertility who was following them suddenly spoke. After hearing his words, Wang Lang quickly moved forward. The Book of the Dead in his hand pointed at a pile of unknown substances mixed with flesh and human tissue and emitted a scarlet light.
Crunchy——
Along with a creepy chewing sound, the original pile of meat disappeared, and the red light on the Book of the Dead became even stronger.
"There's still one left, so we can't wait too long, otherwise it won't be used as a sacrifice."
When Wang Lang said this, he glanced at the Son of Fertility. The meaning was obvious. If time went on for too long and Kelly could not be saved, he would become the new sacrifice.
There was no expression on the face of the Son of Plenty, and he simply replied: "I am always ready to sacrifice myself for the coming of God."
"What god, which god?"
As a manager, Xue Pengkai has always been curious about this question. From the first time they met, the Son of Fenghuo has always said that he is a lamb and a sacrifice to God, but he has never said what kind of god it is, but the Son of Fenghuo has never answered over this problem.
"I cannot speak the name of God. It is something that humans cannot understand or understand." The Son of Abundance shook his head calmly, "Unless you are willing to loop the Song of Babel on the gramophone until it contains all the information in the universe. language."
Wang Lang interrupted the conversation between the two impatiently, "Hurry up."
"It's time to hurry up."
The space door suddenly opened, and a figure emerged that made Wang Lang and Xue Pengkai's expressions suddenly change.
Lu Ke slowly walked out of the door and showed a shallow smile to the two of them, "I'm sorry, Mr. Wang Lang, I forgot to pick up something."
"you……"
Wang Lang lost control of his emotions instantly, veins popped out in the hand holding the Book of the Dead, and his hoarse voice echoed in the closed corridor.
"Go to hell!"
Along with the massive amount of magic, the door to the other world slowly opened, and a faint red light came from the other end. It was filled with countless undead creatures. This is the most powerful magic recorded in the Book of the Dead - the natural disaster of the undead!
Snap!
With a clear snap of fingers, an invisible space door appeared at the exit of the alien door. The undead creature that had just stepped out of the door appeared in the high altitude on the other side in the next second, and then fell into pieces under the influence of gravity. Scum.
At the same time, Wang Lang's body was pulled by an invisible force to Lu Ke. He was still struggling desperately, eager to eat the flesh of the enemy in front of him.
"Pooh!"
The bloody spit stopped in the air, then bounced and sprayed onto Wang Lang's face.
Luke looked at the protagonist who had no ability to resist and shook his head.
"Mr. Wang Lang, I don't want to kill you not because I don't want to kill you, but because someone above wants to protect you."
Luke glanced in the direction of the story editing department and said, "Thank them, otherwise you would have died a long time ago. Of course, there is no need to thank them too much. After all, they only intend to use you."
He looked at Wang Lang still looking at him with an expression of sworn hatred for killing his wife.
Luke sighed, "You still don't seem to understand the situation, so I will kindly explain to you. Standing in front of you is a demon king who has no morals and is ready to destroy the world. I can cut off your limbs at any time and destroy Your body, playing with your mind.”
"Every time you make me angry, my heart will become heavier and my desire to kill you will become stronger, so it will become more difficult for the people above to protect you."
Lu Ke pinched Wang Lang's chin and gradually exerted force, making his bones begin to make sounds and his face twisted in pain.
"If I were you, after clarifying the strength gap between the two parties, I would shut up, obey, and try not to anger me. Believe me, you tomorrow will thank you for making the choice today."
"Otherwise there's no tomorrow for you."
…
The long red sword cut into a corner of the world, and as its owner swung it, countless brilliant lights burst out. The space was turned into fragments under the blow, and its power was unmatched.
The doors kept opening and closing, overlapping and cyclically, and cunning enemies kept shuttling through the space. The vast range of movement and frequency of flashes made Anna frown.
"Is this all you can do? Derivative No. 3 is like an insect hiding under my feet."
Luke appeared dozens of meters in front of Anna and said in a calm tone, "A fool looks for strength from outside, and a wise man looks for strength from within."
"Some people like to act recklessly without thinking when fighting, while some people know how to think."
This is the biggest difference between him and sealed objects. The effects of sealed objects are simple and crude, difficult to shake, but they lack flexibility, and most of them have negative effects. The masters who use them are also the disadvantages of sealed objects.
"With boring rhetoric, you will definitely lose."
Anna snorted coldly and raised the sword of victory in her hand again. No matter what the conspiracy was, when she held the sword of victory, there would be no other possibility except victory.
The characteristics of the sealed object will not be violated!
Luke's figure was still flickering in the space, and he spoke slowly: "You seem to be particularly confident in your sword, so let me teach you the art of fighting."
His voice came from all directions, causing Anna to observe carefully, trying to find any flaws.
"First of all, the Sword of Victory can indeed allow you to win, but no one stipulates when this victory will come. I can fight with you for a whole day, a month, even a year or more."
Swinging out the sword with her backhand, Anna frowned, showing a little irritation. Her sealed objects were very powerful, but it was really difficult to deal with these sneaky methods.
A ray of purple light struck, Anna snorted coldly, and let the unknown magic hit her body. The anti-injury armor can reflect any attack, whether it is physical, magic or curse.
Too much confidence will reveal flaws.
Swish——
In her disbelieving eyes, purple magic enveloped her body, but the other side appeared in front of her safe and sound.
At this moment, she suddenly felt extremely calm, so calm that she couldn't get angry, and so calm that she lost her desire to attack.
"The anti-wounded armor reflects damage, but if it's not damage, but something beneficial to you, it won't reflect back, such as a calming magic like mine."
Luke spoke slowly, approaching Anna who had lost all desire to resist and could only use some instinctive defense to resist. When she slashed with the sword, she struck the sword with her right fist.
The weakened arm weakened the attack, and the trajectory of the sword deviated. Anna kept hinting that she was going to attack, but the calming magic was working.
If it is an attack, even if it is a psychic attack, the Anti-Injury Armor can return it tenfold, but calmness cannot.
Against Anna's kick without any desire to attack, Luke touched the golden badge on Anna's chest with his left hand, and the information flow came into his mind.
A third-level sealed object, a badge of equality.
Description 1: Fair, fair, damn fair!
Description 2: As the name suggests, this badge can improve the wearer's values in all aspects, and the improvement is equivalent to the enemy's level.
Description 3: What? You said it seems a bit unfair that the wearer's own value plus the enemy's value exceeds the enemy's?
Description 4: Sorry, the world itself is unfair.
The promotion condition for fourth-level staff is to master two first-level sealed artifacts or a certain zero-level derivative, but in fact, veteran fourth-level staff are guaranteed to have four sealed artifacts suitable for themselves.
At any time, knowing your cards is key.
"You can't beat me."
Anna, who was forcibly calmed by magic and lost her desire to attack, didn't care about Luke's actions. No matter what he tried, as long as the sword of victory was in her hand, the cause and effect of victory would be anchored.
"Yes, provided the sword is in your hand."
Luke showed a faint smile and suddenly took out something from his arms, which made Anna's pupils shrink while she was in a calm state.
"you!"
What appeared in Luke's hand was the sealed item Inequality Lipstick that had just been transferred from the clone body and was obtained from Kelly. He put lipstick on his lips with some trepidation, covered half of his face with his hands, and spoke awkwardly.
"You will win≠You must hold the sword of victory, put it down!"
The characteristics of the sealed object were difficult to violate, and Anna let go of the sword of victory in trembling and despair.
Ding dong——
Along with the sound of the sword of victory falling to the ground, the cause and effect changed drastically at this moment.
Anna's ending changes from a winner to one destined to die. The sword of victory will definitely lead to victory, but once you pick it up, you cannot put it down, otherwise you will die.
In less than ten breaths, Anna suddenly let out a miserable howl. She died for unknown reasons, and even the anti-wound victim armor was of no use.
"Equal badges are not equal, armor that inflicts damage does not inflict damage, and the sword of victory cannot bring you victory."
Luke sneered and took Anna's sealed object into his personal space.
Suddenly, his eyes narrowed, and a familiar and uncomfortable feeling came over him. Without any hesitation, green magic light lit up on his body.
…
Future technology, thirteenth floor.
Monitors full of black technology style are spread throughout the room.
Manager Prell, whose right eye was cloudy, stood in the center of the room, looking at the sealed objects that kept escaping from the surveillance camera, the dead Kelly and Anna, and Luke who rushed into the base, and sighed after a moment of silence.
"P03, help me start the World Conference."
A virtual image of a square robot popped up on all the displays at the same time. It looked at Prell with dull eyes.
"Are you sure? Start the world conference and invite the remaining four leaders."
"Sure."
As the confirmation command was given, the display screen dimmed and split into four.
A man wearing a mask with the word "hi" appeared on the first screen.
"Hello, Prell, it's been a long time since we last met. The last time we met was during the Star Eater incident."
P03's mechanical voice sounded: [Welcome, Sir "Xi" from the Story Editorial Department. 】
Prell smiled bitterly, "Forget about that ridiculous script. If there weren't too many revisions that time, you wouldn't be short of ink this time and make the situation so bad, right?"
"I think it's okay. You haven't sent out a "wanted order", which means the problem isn't that big."
The second screen lit up, and it was a young man wearing black clothes with a stern face.
"Do you know why your future technology always has problems?"
[Welcome, Director Duck of Lighthouse Co., Ltd. 】
"Uh, because we have the most sealed artifacts?"
"That's right, things like sealed objects shouldn't exist! Just destroy them all!!"
"Aren't you going a little too extreme, Mr. Dark?"
"It's because you always think about making profits from sealed objects that you have such evil consequences!"
The third screen lit up, and a middle-aged woman in black appeared who looked a little haggard. Compared with the previous ones, she looked like an ordinary middle-aged woman.
If Wang Lang were present, he would find that the woman in front of him is so familiar yet so strange.
[Welcome, Director of the Psychotherapy Center, Ms. Qin Fang. 】
"Is the current situation already bad? It's a pity for Wang Lang. I spent twenty-one years cultivating him."
Prell bowed apologetically to him, "I'm sorry, Ms. Qin Fang, because I didn't have complete information about Derivative No. 3, and this mistake occurred."
"You didn't use the Tree of Wisdom to look up his information?"
"Because he has always been calm in the past eighteen years, we will do better next time."
"Another time."
Qin Fang's face showed obvious disappointment, "It is not necessary to use Wang Lang to filter pollution. Directly letting Derivative No. 1 come is also a blessing for all mankind. We will all ascend."
The fourth screen lit up, and a handsome man in an elegant suit appeared.
[Welcome, representative of the small seal organization, Frankenstein P]
"I'm sorry, but with all due respect, Ms. Qin, that will only lead to the destruction of mankind."
"Ha, what about the fact that you blew the doomsday horn to attract the derivative trumpet number two?"
"That's a scientific research project."
Frankenstein P shrugged, "I just want to know the pattern of things summoned by the Doomsday Horn."
Prell sighed, "Okay, everyone, don't worry about these trivial matters anymore. The Future Fund is no longer able to maintain the sealed artifacts. This is my dereliction of duty. The income distribution of Future Technology in the next world will be reduced by 30%."
The other four people looked at each other and nodded slowly.
He took out an agreement filled with unknown words from his arms, but only one-fifth of it was fragmented.
"Then, apply for reset."
"agree."
"agree."
"agree."
"agree."
Everyone picked up an agreement fragment in their hands, and with their actions and declarations, the agreement fragments erupted into huge beams of light that shot straight into the sky.
[Give the highest command authority]
[Enable terminal vertical synchronization]
[Adoption of the World Restart Agreement]
[Restarting the world line]
The five light pillars soaring into the sky were connected end to end, turning into a disc in the shape of an ouroboros. Then the disc began to reverse, and endless light enveloped everything.
…
In the deep darkness, Prell woke up from his deep sleep. He opened his sharp single eye and pressed the red button beside the bed. A few seconds later, a staff member walked into the room respectfully.
"What are your orders?"
"What time is it now?"
"Are you referring to today's date? Today is January 1, 2124."
"Fortunately." Prell said after thinking for a moment: "Prepare the procedure to destroy Derivative No. 3. I will get the result today."
"OK."
The staff member nodded respectfully and ran back in a panic after a moment, his tone a bit stammering.
"Manager Prell, Derivative No. 3, he...he...he disappeared!"
…
Readers should have seen some deletions. I was informed this morning that the subject matter of SCP is not allowed to be written. If I write another book, it will be gone. The changes have been made until now. It seems that other books involving this subject have to be corrected and banned. I can’t say I feel bad, but It’s so uncomfortable. The plot, the foreshadowing, and the subsequent planning were all gone. It was the first time I wrote a self-written plot and I encountered this kind of thing. Alas.
(End of chapter)