I heard that I’m super fierce - Chapter 101

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There is a saying that enemies are destined to meet.

Not to mention that after such a tossing down, the enemy had become an enemy. Under such circumstances, he was deceived by the other party. The accident was really unexpected and really exciting. SCP-106 obviously didn’t feel surprised at all.

Skull cleared his throat, very satisfied with his acting skills.

Most of the old man’s rotten face was left with intact teeth and eyeballs. When he grinned, you could still see a little white. At this moment, the smile disappeared and the white disappeared between the rotten lips. He stared at Lin You stubbornly, and his throat was full of vague sounds—he had difficulty speaking at first, and when his emotions came up, he couldn’t even organize the most basic language.

The piece of meat stuffed into his throat was shaking with the remaining muscles on his face, and it was almost shaking off.

This may be the only human being that the Old Man had ever encountered who, without being deterred, made him want to leave when he saw it, and it was best not to run into it for the rest of his life. He took a step back without thinking.

“No no no—”

Seeing that he was going to run again, Lin You hurriedly stopped him, “I have said it several times, don’t go in such a hurry!”

“Everyone has acquaintances, it’s a rare opportunity to meet,” she said, “We’re not going to chat?”

The old man who was about to go through the door staggered and almost tripped himself.

—Damn acquaintances! Chatting? Chatting about how she opened his “Pocket Dimension”?!

If he could speak clearly, he would really be cursing. He had always been diligent and sincere in his “hunting”, but now he encountered such an undead nemesis, and it was really desolate and there was nowhere to talk about it.

For fear of being chased as before, SCP-106 plunged straight into the corroded black stain on the wall. However, just before he could completely leave with only one heel, he only heard the “Huh” sound from the person behind him and pulled out his trump card.

“About this picture,” she asked, “Is it yours?”

The Old Man’s footsteps stopped suddenly.

These two words seemed to awaken his dusty memories.

The experiment that had been out of control was trapped in a vast darkness, and no matter how much he tried, he couldn’t get out of this “wormhole”. The only recorder that could accompany him was the recorder that was brought in. He spoke to himself to the small red light above it all day long. In addition, there was a certain picture that could give him some comfort.

Without knowing the passage of time, the recorder faithfully recorded how long he had stayed.

—Five years, eleven months, 21 days.

Lin You was waiting for his response. She couldn’t be sure how much the photo that happened to be picked up had anything to do with SCP-106. She just wanted to take a gamble, but looking at the other party’s reaction, she might be right.

“Ahhhhhh…” He slowly turned around. Even if he didn’t see the bright light, the moment the Old Man saw the picture, he almost snarled: “Ahhhhhh Anna Ahhhhhhhh—”

He rolled his cloudy eyes and stared straight at Lin You.

The “Pocket Dimension” was ruined like that, and even an omniscient god couldn’t understand everything. He thought he had hidden the photo well enough, and he didn’t want it to fall into this guy’s hands. No matter how he avoided her before, the look and roar of SCP-106 at this time were enough to prove that if the other party dared to do something with this photo, he would still take it without hesitation.

The Old Man took a step forward.

As the black mud-like liquid dripped, the floor creaked, and the threatened person was not even panicked.

“Take it easy.”

Lin You twisted the corner of the photo, “I apologize for tampering with it, and I have no plans to use it for anything.”

“Here.”

It was inevitable that the other party would react excessively in a hurry. She just threw the photo forward gently. The piece of paper was no better than anything else. Halfway through, it fell lightly, and SCP-106 caught it before it landed.

His body was covered with an asphalt-like color, but the photo he held in his hand was not stained with black. Lin You returned the thing to him so easily, which obviously exceeded the Old Man’s expectations. He stopped snarling, and didn’t make such a vague sound anymore, but looked at her blankly, wondering what she might be thinking.

“—Finally you are willing to listen to me.”

Lin You sighed.

“What I think is also very simple.” She stretched out her hand, “Do you want to cooperate to escape here?”

Even though she seemed to be shaking hands with the other person, she didn’t intend to do it, but meant it—the legs that were caught once became like that, and God knows if other places will also be melted. The Old Man obviously didn’t mean this.

“I know you can go through walls.”

She said.

“Ordinary walls are fine, but there are complex and sophisticated walls set up everywhere for this. You are not good at passing through them, right? Moreover, the Foundation has already taken action on the outside. Even if you can get out by yourself, after going out, they will try to get trapped. At that time, it will only be the difference of changing from one site to another. Do you really think this is a good deal?”

SCP-106 hated light and lead, and after dealing with him so many times, the Foundation had long known how to contain him most efficiently. Even if it couldn’t be solved by ordinary agents alone, there was a mobile task force above, there was always a guy who could deal with him.

He himself should know whether or not what she said was correct.

The Old Man looked at her and made a short sound, which sounded like a sneer, but it seemed to be something else. He didn’t say a word either, instead he went straight to Lin You.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this was an overwhelming picture.

The highly decomposed old man walked towards her step by step, the flesh on his face wrinkled and liquefied, with an inexplicable smile, and a black, slime-like substance spreading everywhere he walked.

Lin You didn’t move; even her hand was still stretched there. She just watched the other person approaching, and just a second before he reached her—

He disappeared.

NAME: SCP-106 OLD MAN

CARD NUMBER: 029

LEVEL: SR

REMARKS: DR. ROBERT SCRANTON, THE DISCOVERER OF “RED REALITY” (LATER DESIGNATED SCP-3001), HAD HIS BODY CHANGED DURING AN ACCIDENT. USUALLY, WITH A HIGHLY DECAYING APPEARANCE, HE WAS ORIGINALLY A HOSPITABLE OLD MAN WHO ALSO LIKED TO PLAY GAMES WITH GUESTS. AFTER BEING RETALIATED AGAINST, HE WAS NO LONGER WILLING TO RECEIVE OTHERS. REMEMBER, RESPECT THE OLD AND LOVE THE YOUNG, STARTING WITH ME!!!

…Lin You decided to forget the second half of the distorted reality.

Anyway, she looked at the card that appeared in her hand out of thin air and thought, it was really a bumper harvest for SR.

—She was happy!

“Fortunately, I don’t have a throat,” the skull said faintly when everything finally came to an end, “Otherwise I would yell.”

“Come on.”

Lin You exposed it, “You haven’t shouted for long.”

She bypassed the corpses of two guards on the ground. This place was not easy to find, and they kept guarding it. Players other than her seemed to have never been here.

After getting SCP-106, now it’s time to work on this.[Read this novel and other amazing translated novels from the original source at the “Novel Multiverse dot com” website @ novelmultiverse.com]

Standing in front of the Clockworks, she opened the compartment marked “input.” She took out the Level 2 card and placed it on the floor. After closing the door properly, Lin You stood between the two compartments, facing the dial above.

There were five levels of “rough processing,” “semi-rough processing,” “1:1,” “processing,” and “super processing.”

“Rough processing” was definitely not selectable. The options before “1:1” were reverse processing options. For example, cooked meat will be changed back to raw meat. Choosing these may damage the authorization card.

The question was—should she choose “processing” or “super processing”?

The former will definitely increase the authority, but it was estimated that it would only be upgraded from level two to level three. She didn’t know if repeated finishing would work. She did not know what the latter would process, even if the card had evaporated in place.

After thinking about it for a long time, Lin You finally felt that she was reluctant to feed her child to the wolf.

—It doesn’t matter, the big deal is no longer looking for it. She just wanted to play “super processing,” she had been curious for a long time!

With the adventurous spirit in her bones, Lin You decisively turned the knob to the last option. She held the key-shaped iron bar under the dial and wound the Clockworks one by one.

The moment she let go, a little bell from somewhere gently rang. With the bell and an intermittent roar, the Clockworks started to operate.

“Speaking of which, there is no time to ask.”

While waiting, the skull broke the silence.

“Who was the picture of?”

“Anyway, it’s just an answer,” Lin You said, “Can’t you guess it too?”

The photo was taken by Dr. Scranton before he disappeared, and he had been like this for many years. SCP-106 just won’t die. It didn’t mean that he wouldn’t age due to time, pushing back according to the age, based on the age he was involved in the accident and the age of the woman in the photo—

It was his wife, she thought.

She was convinced of this when she heard the other’s tone.

Without staying on this topic any longer, Lin You turned her head up.

“It would be great if I could take this away,” she sighed.

There was nothing that couldn’t be solved by one processing, and if there was, then they would do another super processing.

Among other things, using it to upgrade weapons was scary enough.

It was a pity that her ability was summoning, which meant that it could only drive the creatures with life and a certain sense of autonomy, and it didn’t work on machines that were just pure processing. It was impossible to take it away as a special prop. The Clockworks occupied an area of ​​18 square meters and weighed more than ten tons. How could there be such a prop in the world?

So regrets can only be regrets. About five minutes later, the door of the “output room” opened.

Taking a few steps forward, Lin You picked up the thing in the compartment.

……It was still a card.

It’s just that compared to the original card clearly marked as Level 2 authority, nothing was written on this card, only blue and white patterns.

Lin You thought it was strange. She would try it later

“Now that the card is done,” the skull said when she put the card in her backpack, “Shall we leave now?”

“No.”

Lin You was silent for two seconds, “Wait.”

They would wait until the cooldown-time of her ability had passed.

The skull felt something, “Is it related to them?”

Naturally, it was talking about the two dead guards on the ground, and Lin You said “yes.”

“It may be SCP-173,” she said, “It’s a lot like its standard attack method.”

After the confrontation with the Old Man and waiting for the universal conversion machine for a while, the cooling time was almost done. Lin You put a hand on the doorknob.

“Starting from now.”

Lin You took a deep breath.

“You must be more careful at every step, and once you see something, tell me immediately.”

She stepped into the darkness.

The door to the outside world could only be opened with a certificate. If it was 173, it meant that the guy was still there most likely.

Whenever she took a step, Lin You’s eyes quickly swept across every corner, and she carefully observed the movement around her.

Passing through the corridor and passing the observation room, iron doors stood in front of her.

“Behind!” She had never heard the voice of a skull so panicked, “Look back! Just now—”

—It’s coming!

Lin You immediately turned her head around in the light of the flashlight.

The statue, which was moving at high speed in her direction, stopped abruptly. It took on a rough human shape with its short arms raised flat forward. The face was also made of concrete with pits, and red, green, and black colors were used to smear the facial features.

SCP-173.

The statue built of concrete and steel but with life had a strong hostility to humans. It could not move in the line of sight, but once the gaze was interrupted—even with a blink—it will immediately move to your side and break your neck.

In other words, as opposed to SCP-096, one will die if one looks at it, and the other will die if it doesn’t.

The last scene people see before they die is SCP-173’s uneven and weird face gradually becoming blurred in their vision. Sometimes it was easier to break it directly, and it will sometimes choose to strangle you.

There were only a few centimeters between Lin You and the statue, and even her heart suddenly hung in her throat. After all, she held back from blinking, took a slow and deep breath, and tried hard to hold up her painful eyelids.

But then again.

She was prepared to prevent it.

Lin You sank. Facing SCP-173, she squatted down a little bit and put the thing down on the ground.

“Don’t blink,” she said, “But you shouldn’t need to either?”

Statue: “…”

Finally, there was a chance to play. Why did she make this strange request?

But the order was so, and the “Teacher Lin” whom the former boss valued, still kept her eyes on the strange statue.

As early as when the skull yelled, Lin You guessed that its gaze would have no effect on SCP-173 who had eye sockets like black holes. No matter how you avoid the statue, you would still have to turn your head.

Lin You blinked.

SCP-173 did not move.

Under the gaze of the plaster statue, its arms were raised flat forward unwillingly, just dead and unable to move.

The atmosphere suddenly relaxed. Lin You looked the statue up and down.

Today, she will not only blink frantically in front of SCP-173 but also turn it into a card!

There were five minutes for her to think about what to do.

“I really like you.”

Otherwise, she would not run over at any risk.

Lin You put on SCP-173’s shoulders solemnly—if that counts as a shoulder, “You can meet 096 at that time.”

It was double happiness.[Read this novel and other amazing translated novels from the original source at the “Novel Multiverse dot com” website @ novelmultiverse.com]