嘀——嘀——

As the steel plate was shattered, the containment breach alarm suddenly blared. Immediately afterward, emergency steel plates around Room 096 shot out at high speed, covering the cube.

However... this only delayed it for less than two seconds...

Two seconds later, 096 broke through the second layer of steel plates and tore "Dr. Jonathan" into pieces with lightning speed.

"Oh! God!" The security personnel in B7 all saw this horrifying scene through the surveillance footage, and their faces were filled with fear.

"Damn it! Don't look!" The next second, Steven roared loudly.

Unfortunately... his reminder came too late. Except for him, all the security personnel in the B7 control room saw the face of ***-096.

Even though Steven reacted in time, averted his gaze, and issued a warning, it was already too late...

Unlike ***-173, 096's behavior is... as long as you see its face, even if it's just a quick glance, it will hunt you to the ends of the earth and never stop until one of you is dead.

Boom—boom boom—

Soon, muffled sounds of metal walls being broken through came, and they were getting closer.

"Vice Captain Gore!" Steven immediately picked up the intercom and called out, "***-096 has breached containment! Repeat... ***-096 has breached containment! It's heading towards the B7 control room! Please bring people over to support immediately!" As he gave the order, his eyes were lowered, deliberately avoiding all the surveillance footage around him.

He had just finished speaking when a loud "bang" was heard, and the thick wall of the control room was smashed open.

And what appeared behind the hole in the wall... was naturally ***-096.

"It's over..." In that instant, that was the only thought that flashed through Steven's mind.

When the monster, over two meters tall and with a bizarre appearance, appeared, the security guards all looked over in unison. In less than two seconds, someone opened fire, because after 096 broke in, it directly attacked the closest target.

The huge control room quickly descended into chaos, and a bloody, one-sided massacre began.

096's fighting style was extremely brutal. Unlike 173's efficient killing method (instant movement + neck snapping), its attacks could be described as "frenzied." Its astonishing speed and unparalleled strength allowed it to easily "tear humans apart" and destroy its targets until nothing was left.

In addition, 096's defensive capabilities were also extremely astonishing. According to a previous incident report, neither the strafing of heavy machine guns nor the bombing of anti-tank weapons could stop its actions. 096 didn't seem to be aware of its own injuries at all. Even if its body had been riddled with blood and flesh or it was in a low temperature of tens of degrees below zero, it could continue to kill as if nothing had happened.

"Ah—God! My leg!"

"Help! Someone, save me!"

Before long, the screams rose and fell, echoing with the sound of gunfire. The emotions of fear and despair spread rapidly in the room.

And in the midst of this chaos... there was still one man who remained calm.

Almost at the same time that the wall was smashed open, he had quietly and quickly begun to act... First, he rolled on the ground, taking advantage of the momentum to arch his body and move his arms, bringing his cuffed hands from behind to the front. Then, he quickly got up, lowered his head, and ran towards the metal table where the puppet was placed. Then, he picked up the puppet and sprinted towards the hole smashed open by 096...

This entire process took less than ten seconds. There wasn't a single superfluous movement, nor the slightest hesitation or delay... It was as if this person had practiced this series of actions thousands of times.

"Stop! Austin!" Among the crowd, only Steven noticed Feng Bujue's actions, but he was powerless to stop the other party from escaping. Because all of this happened too fast. By the time Steven reacted, Feng Bujue had already run behind 096. If the former insisted on raising his gun to aim, his line of sight might sweep across 096's face. In that case... it would be tantamount to sentencing himself to death.

At this point... the play performed by Feng Bujue and Billy in cooperation could be considered "basically successful."

The reason why it was said to be "basically successful" was because this result did not meet Feng Bujue's expectations for the plan... He had originally thought of two plans. If the events that had already occurred were called "Plan A," then "Plan B" would be—directly approach 096's containment room through the emergency safety passage, have Billy shield the nearby surveillance, then walk out of the passage, kill the security personnel at the door, then remove the shielding, and then have Billy stand under the camera and use his clairvoyance to lure 096 out of containment.

The problem with this Plan B was... in actual operation, it was impossible to ensure that everyone in B7 would look at the monitor screen at the "appropriate time." If the shielding was removed too late, only a few people might see 096's face; but if the shielding was removed too early, Steven would most likely react and issue a warning to the others.

Therefore, Feng Bujue chose the more complex Plan A...

From the moment they entered the control room, he and Billy had been constantly psychologically inducing everyone in the room. They made full use of Steven's level four clearance knowledge of various SCPs, making a big fuss about ***-1998, and later used the broadcast, the puppet, and Feng Bujue himself to constantly guide the attention of the people in the control room.

According to Feng Bujue's original plan, this Plan A should have allowed everyone in the B7 control room to be affected, causing the entire base to fall into a state of semi-paralysis with no one in charge. Unexpectedly... Steven ultimately escaped.

Of course... even if the plan wasn't completely successful, the damage suffered by the B7 monitoring hub was already serious enough. On the other hand... the staff in B9 had also unfortunately seen 096's face. It was estimated that they would also suffer soon. Therefore, Steven would obviously be too busy to keep a close eye on Feng Bujue's movements for a while.

...

"Whoa~ that's really tragic..." Seven minutes later, Feng Bujue arrived at the door of 096's containment room. By this time, he had already used the tools hidden on the puppet beforehand to unlock his handcuffs.

"You wouldn't have already kicked the bucket, would you?" Feng Bujue squatted down next to Dr. Jonathan's corpse and muttered.

It was said to be a "corpse," but there wasn't much left. There were only some fragments of flesh and blood remaining inside the white coat.

As he spoke, Feng Bujue quickly placed the puppet on the white coat, and then waited silently...

Twelve seconds of waiting... felt like twelve minutes.

Twelve seconds later, "Puppet Billy" opened his eyes again.

"I hate this universe..." This was the first line he said after returning to his body.

"Heh..." Seeing that the other party was still alive, Feng Bujue breathed a sigh of relief. "How do you feel?"

"Feel?" Billy sneered. "In terms you can understand... my current Survival Value is less than 20%, and it's still constantly decreasing..."

"Hehe... same here," Feng Bujue said with a smile.

"Huh?" At this moment, Billy finally noticed something. "You... you've been shot?"

"There was a hail of bullets in that room. It's expected that I would be hit by stray bullets..." Feng Bujue glanced at the wound on his waist and laughed nonchalantly, "Don't worry... there's enough time, I can hold on!"

After saying that, he grabbed Billy and ran for a distance of more than ten meters, using his access card to open a hidden door...

"Are you sure you still have the ability to overcome the obstacles ahead?" After entering the safety passage again, Billy looked at Feng Bujue's pale face and asked with concern.

"More than enough." As Feng Bujue spoke, he took out a handgun from his pocket and waved it in front of Billy. "I picked this up from the two guys you stabbed to death. There are enough bullets."

"Just relying on a handgun?" Billy asked again.

"I said... more than enough." Feng Bujue still seemed confident. "On the way to find you, I also released ***-625 (Ankle Snatcher). I estimate... those little guys are already taking care of the security personnel in B6." He paused for half a second. "I think... it won't be long before those dying injured will lure 106 out of its nest again..."

"Hmm..." Billy heard this and muttered thoughtfully, "The monitoring and command system is paralyzed, and breach alarms are being issued from multiple containment sites... everything is indeed ready."

"That's right. The only obstacle standing in our way is one last thing..." Feng Bujue said, "... and that is, the two guards stationed at the door of the ***-914 research unit."

"Sorry, I don't think you should use 'we.' You should use 'I' instead," Billy replied. "I... can no longer assist you. It's already good enough that I can maintain this 'active' state. In another ten minutes, if I'm still in this body, consciousness collapse will begin..."

"I don't need your help." Feng Bujue shrugged. "I was planning to handle it myself anyway."

"Hmm..." Billy hesitated for two seconds, then said, "Feng Bujue, there's one more thing I don't understand..."

"What?" Feng Bujue answered.

"You should have already thought of it... At this moment, I have returned to my own body and once again meet the criteria of an 'Anomalous item'," Billy continued in a complicated tone, "Right now, if you ignore my life and death and leave the base directly through this passage, wouldn't you be able to complete the main quest?"

"Yeah." Feng Bujue replied casually. From his expression, it was not difficult to see that he had indeed thought of this point.

"Uh... given your unfathomable moral bottom line and consistent style of doing things..." Billy asked with some hesitation, "Why didn't you sacrifice me to get through the level?"

"Ha! Hahahaha..." Feng Bujue laughed loudly upon hearing this. He then turned to look at Billy, revealing a sinister expression, "If you could guess what I'm thinking, what I'm going to say, and what I'm going to do... then would I still be Mad Feng Bujue?"