"I really don't understand. Why not just destroy it? Spending so much money and energy looking at it every year is simply a waste. My precious life is wasted in this poor place."
A young Asian man with black hair complained in dissatisfaction that he was assigned to do this job, which made him feel that he was overqualified.
After all, he graduated from a prestigious school and received a full scholarship from a top-ranked comprehensive university. Unexpectedly, he would be placed on this barren desert island.
Thinking back to the time when I was too young and was deceived into joining the foundation. If he had known they had so many rules and regulations, he would definitely refuse.
It's all the fault of the high salary, I regret it.
Inside the base, the sealed place prepared for this monster is designed extremely cleverly.
The walls of the fully enclosed mine are made of strong alloy. Its structure was verified by more than ten top construction experts before the construction was finally completed.
At first, it took a lot of effort to attract the monsters.
The monster numbered SCP-121 was quickly sent to this secret base after being fished out of the sea.
However, before proper experiments could be carried out, a supernatural reaction occurred, and the monsters grew and evolved at an alarming rate.
It not only devoured many animals used for experiments in the base, but also several experimenters died tragically at its hands.
When the security personnel of the base tried to control the monster, the situation was completely out of control. Ordinary firearms have no effect on monsters, and even suppressing their actions is in vain.
When the accident here was reported to the SCP Foundation, it quickly dispatched a professional accident handling team to solve the problem.
A total of sixty-seven people died in the action, and the monster was finally imprisoned in the mine.
It's like being put into a strong bottle, and the devil can no longer have any influence on the outside.
After losing its new supply of flesh and blood, the monster went crazy for a while, frantically destroying everything around it, trying to struggle out. However, the sealing measures designed by more than ten top experts were quite powerful, and it withstood waves of monsters. s attack.
After this mine was abandoned, it was purchased by a wealthy man and built into a doomsday survival base. Its outer structure was originally very strong and was said to be able to withstand nuclear bomb attacks.
After being upgraded by many experts, the mine has become an extremely strong death prison, and it has naturally become the coffin of SCP-121.
"Xiao Zhang, you are still too young. There are not just one or two monsters like this in the foundation, and everything has its own value. Since it is kept, the adults above may have other considerations."
A staff member with a white beard patiently persuaded. On the other hand, his hands did not stop, and he was calculating some secret data about the mine through sensors.
Some indicators have indeed increased significantly. Judging from the curve, the originally sleeping monster does show signs of fully waking up.
This is not a good sign.
In order to make the monster quiet again, it is estimated that the soothing process will be started again. Throw some flesh and blood into the mine.
This is no easy task.
In a sense, the risk is extremely high, and even if you are not careful, you will have a narrow escape.
Fortunately, there is no need for Foundation staff like them to complete this truly dangerous work.
Within the organization, there are also a large number of D-class personnel, who are death row prisoners who have applied from all over the world.
These serious criminals who were originally supposed to be shot or injected were collected by the Foundation and used exclusively to perform extremely dangerous tasks.
As long as they work hard and complete the five mission deployment plans, the foundation will fund plastic surgery for them so that they can regain their lives and reintegrate into human society.
However, only management level 05 and above know how many lucky people are able to complete five mission deployments every year.
The old man looked at the young man smoking next to him, as if he was seeing his former self.
Yes, after so many years, he is no longer young. Thinking back to the time when he was assigned to stay in this hellish place for so long, the edges and corners of his body have long been smoothed away.
In fact, according to the foundation's personnel management regulations, he had reached retirement age three years ago.
However, work has long become his habit.
Although on this desert island, far away from the bustling city, there are indeed many inconveniences. But the old man knew that everything he did was very meaningful.
As an ordinary O1-level employee of the SCP Foundation, I can come into contact with part of the reality of this world, participate in the containment and control of supernatural creatures, and work hard to protect the entire human world. Such a life is already very exciting compared to ordinary people.
Around the world, there are many comrades who share the same beliefs as him, who are also working hard to protect the world and continue to move toward the future along the established destiny.
In comparison, the desert island base is relatively safe.
At least, the sealed monsters did not successfully break through the mine once and truly cause a large number of casualties.
You know, as one of the most secretive organizations in the world, the number of deaths reported by the SCP Foundation every year is by no means a small number.
After all, paranormal events are not uncommon around the world. Some supernatural creatures, even supernatural phenomena, are extremely dangerous until they are truly investigated.
Every time we need to understand the dangers of these creatures or the operating rules of terrible phenomena, we often need humans to experiment and test them with flesh and blood to get reliable results.
It is indeed very rare for him to be able to persist until now.
Another important reason why the old man did not choose to retire is that the working memory of retired employees below the O3 level of the Foundation must be cleared.
Although you can enjoy a very high pension, half your life will be taken away by the organization.
To the greatest extent possible, the secrets of the foundation will not be leaked.
The old man cherishes his memory very much, and he is unwilling to give up. It belongs to his real life.
Night falls slowly.
There is no light on the entire desert island. Surrounded by the deep and vast ocean, the surroundings suddenly became quiet, with only the constant sea breeze still blowing the waves and lapping the rocks around the desert island.
The secret base was established in the underground space of the island. When the mine was built, a supporting biological experiment center was also built.
The sealed monsters are also extremely valuable experimental samples.
The gradually improving biological experiment center has also tried every means to extract some biological specimens from monsters for scientific research.
However, scientists soon discovered during experiments that there was some dangerous substance in this monster that was highly susceptible to infection.
Many experimenters were subsequently recruited, and soon the entire base was severely biochemically contaminated.
A week later, something unusual was discovered.
All the people working here died in the accident. The danger level of SCP-121 has also been greatly increased again.
Until the old man led the team and came to take over the deserted island again. According to the instructions of his superiors, SCP-121 was sealed as a Class A special containment object and all research was suspended.
Time flies so fast, I remember that was already thirty years ago.
Unexpectedly, I really spent most of my life here.
He had mixed emotions regarding SCP-121. It's not that he hates her, let alone likes him. He was once very bored, and he didn't know why the higher-ups didn't directly order his execution.
Over time, I got used to everything here.
Patrol, inspect, and report. When you are in a good mood, you can go hiking on the island or work as a botanist in the forest.
Occasionally, you can also enjoy the sea breeze at the beach, or simply dive into the sea to find rich seafood for dinner.
The foundation requires very little from them.
As long as it is kept confidential, work secrets are included. In fact, these technicians are quite free.
Originally, the old man was used to the silence of SCP-121.
Sometimes, he doubted whether this guy was really dead. For more than half a year, he didn't see any change in the data fed back by the instrument.
But this time, various signals proved that SCP-121 was really awake and very manic.
It seems that there is some strong stimulation that continues to affect it.
Or does it sense danger? !
A strange thought suddenly appeared in the old man's mind. However, it was fleeting and was quickly forgotten by him.
He knew that before a major natural disaster occurred, animals would often detect abnormalities in advance and react with their extraordinary keen perception.
For example, ants will move, a large number of birds will fly away in groups, etc.
However, SCP-121 has no reaction from an intelligent creature at all. In comparison, it is more like a lump of meat that only retains biological instincts. Can such a being feel fear?
The old man didn't believe it and had already rejected this absurd idea in his heart.
He is waiting for the above data. Maybe there will be a major natural disaster event, such as a super earthquake or the sudden awakening of an undersea volcano.
Such incidents are likely to have a huge impact on the survival of the base.
No matter what, he couldn't let the sealed SCP-121 escape. Every A-level special containment object in the Foundation is extremely dangerous. Once out of control, it will have extremely negative consequences.
But the old man didn't know that a huge creature was already walking silently through the rocks and was quickly approaching the mine.
Yang Xiao didn't expect that one day, he would actually choose to use such a weird way to get closer to his destination.
He was digging a hole, first easily penetrating the mud layer on the sea floor, and then drilling into the rock.
The huge body of a hundred meters long carried powerful and terrifying kinetic energy, easily squeezing out a deep cave extending forward in the surrounding dust.
The entire desert island is mostly made of volcanic lava that has cooled for hundreds of millions of years, and its hardness is not low.
But in front of Yang Xiao's power, he was already extremely vulnerable.
The time soon reached around two o'clock in the morning, and Yang Xiao finally arrived at his destination. He had discovered a perfect industrial structure in front of him, an extremely solid fortress, and an underground mine.
The two terrifying creatures seemed to sense each other's existence through the mine.
An inevitable war is about to break out.
