Chapter 1 Anomalous-01

Buzzing...

Accompanied by the rhythmic sound of machinery, a heavy metal door slowly rose.

Then, Feng Bujue and the seven members of the security team entered the experimental field where the project known as Anomalous-01 was located.

The overall layout of this experimental field was very similar to the one where ***-173 was contained, except that in addition to the room containing the project, there were also many large, complex instruments.

"Now... what do we do?" Dan asked after entering the experimental field.

When he asked this question, his face was turned towards the deputy captain, Gore, but the surrounding teammates all understood... that the person he really wanted to ask was that D-class personnel.

"Hmph..." Gore turned his head, snorted, and then looked at Jue-ge and said, "Mr. Austin, stop being coy... tell us."

"Oh? So you know my name?" Feng Bujue responded.

"Of course, we looked at your files before we came to arrest you," Gore replied.

"Okay..." Feng Bujue shrugged, with an indifferent expression. "Since you mentioned the files... before we open the containment measures, we might as well look for any information about this Anomalous project in this room."

"Hmm..." Gore thought for two seconds, then replied, "Let's do as you say."

Then, he ordered two security team members to keep an eye on Jue-ge, while the other four followed him to search.

While searching for information, they also didn't forget to contact the command center through the laboratory's communication equipment, but unfortunately... there was still no response.

Five minutes later...

"Okay, I've read the project's documentation. It seems... this project does indeed possess spatial abilities." Gore led the team members back to Jue-ge and said in a deep voice, "However... I think it's best not to make contact with him."

"Oh..." Feng Bujue responded weakly, "I won't ask you 'why' or anything like that." He held out a hand. "Give me the information, I'll figure it out myself."

"Are you kidding me?" Gore replied seriously, "The reading permission required for this document is..."

"...I don't give a damn." Feng Bujue didn't let the other party finish speaking. "I don't care about levels or anything." He, a guy with guns pointed at him, was unbelievably arrogant. "You're talking to a D-class personnel about this, don't you think it's ridiculous?" He snorted coldly. "Hmph... theoretically speaking, from the moment I stepped into the Foundation's site, I only have one month left to live. Permissions? Ha!"

As soon as he said this, Gore's gaze towards Jue-ge became even more serious.

Generally speaking, D-class personnel recruited by the Foundation cannot know that they will be executed a month later. But Feng Bujue's words showed... that he was very clear about this rule.

"Tch... just a heavy criminal, what's there to be proud of." Gore replied unhappily, but his hand slowly handed over the document.

After receiving the document, Feng Bujue used his speed-reading ability and his fast memory and comprehension skills to quickly read through the entire text.

Then, Jue-ge used superb acting to interpret what it meant to be "a pain in the ass."

"What's wrong?" Gore asked, looking at the change in Jue-ge's expression.

Feng Bujue handed the document back to Gore and replied, "I'm going to talk to that project."

"What are you talking about?" Gore raised his voice, seemingly feeling incredulous at Jue-ge's suggestion. "Can't you read? Did you even read the document carefully? I'm telling you... we won't protect you when you're communicating with that kind of project..."

"Don't worry, I'll go in alone, I don't need your protection," Feng Bujue interjected. "You don't have to worry about me running away either, since there's only one entrance to the containment room, right?"

"What if you get killed by the project?" Gore asked.

"What does it matter if I get killed?" Feng Bujue replied. "Your superiors didn't stipulate that you have to keep me alive anyway." His gaze swept over the team members. "My life or death doesn't make much difference to you." He pointed to the direction of the experimental field door. "But... if I don't make contact with the project, the current spatial loop won't change. Even if we get out, we'll just be walking back and forth in the same corridor. Even if we don't encounter any other out-of-control SCPs during this period, we'll eventually be exhausted..." He paused for half a second, then continued, "At that time, the effects of SCP-513 will become prominent..."

"Judging by your tone... it's as if you're sure that you can stop the spatial loop after contacting the project," Gore interjected.

"I didn't say that," Feng Bujue replied impeccably. "But if you don't even give me a chance to try, I can't verify that."

This time, Gore didn't make the decision himself. He waved to the other six members of the security team and whispered to them.

"Okay... you can go in." When Gore returned to Jue-ge, he gave this answer.

"Then please help me open the door to the containment room," Feng Bujue said as he walked towards the door.

"Remember, no tricks," Gore reminded Jue-ge's back. "That's a containment room, you have nowhere to escape."

"Yeah... I know," Feng Bujue replied impatiently.

A minute later, the door to the containment room was opened.

Jue-ge didn't hesitate and strode in.

After entering the containment room, the sound of the door closing immediately came from behind him, but...

"What's going on?" Gore roared towards the control panel. "Who told you to close the door?"

"No... Deputy Captain..." The team member standing next to the control panel was frantically fiddling with the instrument in front of him. "We didn't do that!"

"What!" Gore suddenly turned his head and glared at the containment room.

However... the rapidly descending door had already blocked Jue-ge's figure.

"You can even control the containment measures' door..." Feng Bujue naturally heard the conversation between the two people outside. He immediately understood that Billy had closed the door. "Why not just escape from the inside?"

"Heh..." From within the alloy container, Billy's low, hoarse laughter soon came. "So it's you... I really didn't expect to meet an acquaintance here."

"Didn't you just realize it was me?" Jue-ge replied.

Billy replied, "Yes, I just realized who you were."

"It seems... that already explains why you didn't escape," Feng Bujue added.

"You guessed right..." Billy replied, "In this universe, my abilities are greatly limited." He paused. "Even though I can still control many things, what I can do is far worse than what I can do in the main universe."

"Speaking of controlling things..." Feng Bujue said, "You were the one who used SCP-513 to mess with us before, right?"

"Yes," Billy replied, "But I didn't know you were in the crowd at the time."

"The ability of remote perception has become blurred?" Feng Bujue probed calmly.

"Not blurred, but almost disappeared." Billy didn't mind at all. "Taking the security personnel outside as an example... when they are outside my one hundred-meter range, I can't even perceive the exact number of people."

"Even in this state... you can still use the effect of 513 to plot against us?" Feng Bujue asked curiously.

"Because I've been in this base for a long time, even if my perception is weak, I'm already very clear about the surrounding environment," Billy explained. "Before you and your party came to B3, I cut off all the video and audio signals on this floor and blocked all the entrances and exits." He paused for a second, then said, "My original plan was... to use the characteristics of 513 to make you people collectively go crazy. Then, I could use the 'panic energy' generated from your bodies to restore my own strength, but I didn't expect..."

"You didn't expect us to come to your door ourselves?" Feng Bujue asked.

Billy didn't answer this question. He continued the topic directly: "The problem I'm facing is very serious... Feng Bujue." As he spoke, the alloy container opened by itself, and Billy sat in the container. "It's not difficult to escape from this container, it's also possible to escape from this floor or this base. The problem is... how should I escape this universe?"

"Ha! So that's how it is," Feng Bujue said. "Due to the limitations, you can no longer return to the main universe of Thriller Paradise by your own power."

"Yes." Billy admitted very simply, "Even if I escape from the Foundation's facilities, as long as I don't escape this universe... they will catch me sooner or later." As he spoke, he walked out of the container. "In fact, I have escaped many times, some successful and some unsuccessful; but there is one constant rule, that is... every time the Foundation catches me, they will upgrade my 'containment measures'. So, I stopped running away. In case they really invent some kind of room that can permanently imprison me."

"Oh..." Feng Bujue nodded. "Anyway, you can rest assured now, because my main quest this time is undoubtedly to rescue you."

"Hehe... that's good." Billy seemed very happy. With Jue-ge's help, he felt that he had a great chance to go back.

"Then... let's talk about what the setting of 'panic energy' is," Jue-ge then asked. "And... what are you going to give me as a reward?"