Thank You,
Knight Teir: "Gloxinia"
For Becoming A Member On My Pa'treon. The Emperor Protect.
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After wearing the biochemical protective clothing, it is inconvenient for him to move. But since the task was given to him, he would try his best to complete it.
After pressing the red button, the airtight door of the room opened without incident. And after the door was opened, green gas swished out. When a normal person sees this, their first reaction is to turn around and run away; he is no exception. But just as he took a step back, his mind reacted again, and he stopped.
"If I inhale a bit, will I gain immortality?" Through the thick helmet mask, RT stared dumbfounded at the green fog that filled the surroundings.
He couldn't help swallowing his saliva, then stepped forward and cautiously entered the room. After entering, the surrounding green mist seemed to be thicker. Even through the helmet, RT still heard the sound of gas spouting from the pipe in the center of the room.
This task is not difficult. If he is careful, nothing should happen. After all, the player only needs to close the cover. The overall difficulty is not even as high as repairing the light bulb in SCP-017.
After RT entered the room, he did not act immediately. He looked around first. It was found that in the entire room, except for the pipe that was spraying gas, there was nothing else. It was empty.
Then RT saw the glass window of the observation room next to it. Because of the poisonous fog, he couldn't see the scene on the other side of the glass, but it was roughly visible that the others were paying attention to him.
"OK!" RT gestured toward the glass window.
The others responded with cheers.
"The task..." RT muttered to himself, then started walking toward the center of the room.
The group in the observation room and the spectators in the stream saw this and unknowingly began to get nervous.
RT approached the pipe, where the mist was spewing out. It almost hit him directly in the face. RT looked at this and couldn't help swallowing again.
"How can I get close?" RT frowned, looked at it, and stretched out his hand to put on the raised steel cover next to it. He pressed slightly.
"No response!" RT muttered, then stepped up a bit more.
This time, the lid finally responded. It moved down slowly and closed successfully. After closing it, the gushing mist disappeared. But RT was still not at ease; he looked around, taking several seconds to confirm that the task of closing the lid had been completed.
RT looked at the closed pipeline and couldn't help sighing. There is a reason why he sighs so much. He has been enhanced, and his power is much stronger than that of ordinary people. But even so, he didn't press the lid all at once. Ordinary players would have to spend a lot of effort to close it.
"Mission complete, let's call it a day!" RT shook his head, then looked at the glass window of the observation room next to him.
He originally wanted to gesture to the others, indicating that the mission was over. But he saw that the group was yelling frantically at him, pointing toward the room door!
"WTF?" RT froze for a moment, then turned his head to look in the direction of the door.
Because the source of the poisonous fog had been closed, the fog in the room no longer intensified. While RT looked over, a figure walked out from behind the door. It was rotten all over and covered with a dark, sticky substance. Its path was also coated with dark, corrosive goo. It was none other than SCP-106, "The Old Man."
"Oh shit-!" After seeing 'The Old Man,' he instantly felt goosebumps. He finally understood what the others were gesturing at him for.
"Damn it-!" A cold sweat broke out on his forehead in an instant. At this moment, he had nowhere to go except the room door. He was stuck there.
"It's over! He's blocked!" In the observation room, Kiwo said.
The others were anxious and bore helpless expressions. It turned out that just now, when they were watching RT perform his task, Brit habitually took out the navigator to check. After all, this is a Heavy Containment Area, and he didn't know which SCPs were roaming the area. Keeping an eye on the navigator could help avoid some dangers.
But this time, the navigator didn't give any warning prompts. Instead, a red dot appeared, next to it was the number of the danger source: [SCP-106]. Moreover, the position of the red dot seemed to be outside the room.
Seeing this symbol, Brit was shocked and immediately frantically signaled RT inside the room. The others also saw the navigator, shouted, and gestured wildly. But the glass was very well insulated, so RT couldn't hear any of them. From the navigator, it was clear that after SCP-106 appeared, it began to walk toward RT. The situation was very dangerous.
Fortunately, RT reacted quickly and noticed SCP-106. But noticing it didn't change the dangerous situation, because he was still trapped in the room. RT was sweating, staring at 'The Old Man,' who was getting closer.
"I have to run!" RT muttered. Then, taking advantage of 'The Old Man' approaching, he took a sharp step and ran to the side, trying to go around him.
The speed of 'The Old Man' is not fast, so he could easily bypass it. But when he reached the door, he couldn't help but be stunned. Because, on the ground at the entrance of the room, there were dark substances. With his extensive gaming experience, he knew this was extremely dangerous.
So, here and now, he was trapped in a dead end.