The multiversal chat was in an uproar—but the reactions of the cosmic power players were far more intriguing.
Three-Body Universe – Luo Ji's Realization
Luo Ji's gaze remained fixed on the screen, his mind replaying every detail of the MTF's operation.
After a long silence, his eyes sharpened.
"Acid."
"They used strong acid to continuously corrode SCP-682's regenerative tissues, delaying its recovery."
A wry smile formed.
"We've all been thinking too narrowly. Containment isn't just about destruction."
Then, a deeper thought struck him.
"Perhaps… we don't always need to eliminate our enemies either."
Backrooms Universe – A-Sync Foundation
The atmosphere in the conference room was heavy.
A researcher reported:
"Initial scans confirm—this is not a Backrooms level."
Silence.
The lead director adjusted his glasses, voice low.
"So the SCP Foundation is real."
"Not only can they contain entities like SCP-682… they can also summon beings across dimensions without restriction?"
He could accept the Backrooms. He could accept monsters like SCP-682 lurking within it.
But another organization rivaling—or surpassing—their own?
Unthinkable.
Then—
The screen lit up again.
SCP-682's File Revealed
[Item #: SCP-682]
[Object Class: Keter]
The audience stirred.
This seemed to be SCP-682's official file.
But questions arose:
What did "SCP-682" mean? Was it the 682nd contained anomaly?
What was "Keter"? Were there other classifications?
The screen continued:
[Special Containment Procedures: SCP-682 must be contained in a 5m x 5m x 5m chamber lined with 25cm-thick reinforced acid-resistant steel. The chamber must be filled with hydrochloric acid, keeping SCP-682 submerged and incapacitated. Any attempts at movement, speech, or breach must be met with immediate countermeasures.]
"So that's how they did it!"
The answer was brutally simple.
Then—
The document vanished, replaced by a new scene.
D-Class Orientation
Two figures in orange jumpsuits appeared.
Deadpool and Saitama.
Wait—
Deadpool was alive?!
From Saitama's disgusted side-eye, it was clear what he was thinking.
Deadpool groaned.
"For the LAST TIME, I wasn't 'excreted' by that lizard!"
Saitama sniffed the air subtly.
Deadpool flipped out.
"HEY! BALDY, I SWEAR TO GOD—"
A man in a lab coat approached, flanked by armed guards.
Coldly, he spoke:
"This is a world of anomalies."
"The Foundation Secures, Contains, Protects."
His gaze was icy.
"You are D-Class personnel. Your primary duty is obedience."
Deadpool, never one to back down, puffed up—
—then deflated when he noticed Saitama standing quietly.
The scientist continued, unfazed.
"Your lives are expendable. You will assist in experiments and containment. Disobedience will result in termination."
Deadpool smirked. "Or you'll send us home?"
The scientist didn't blink.
"Or you will be erased."
The multiverse recoiled.
The D-Class Grind
The scientist droned on.
"Complete missions, earn Contribution Points. Points can be exchanged for rewards—returning home, empowering your homeworld, or promotion within the Foundation."
For the first time, Saitama spoke up.
"How many missions to advance?"
"1000 Points for C-Class—higher clearance, more access, greater rewards."
A ranking appeared:
[Agent Contribution Rankings]
D- Saitama (500)
D- Deadpool (-150)
Deadpool sputtered.
"WHY AM I IN THE NEGATIVE?!"
The scientist ignored him and left.
Deadpool whirled on Saitama.
"BACK ME UP HERE! I HELPED!"
"I NEARLY KILLED THAT LIZARD BY CLOGGING ITS GUTS!"
The chat lost it.
"LMAO DEADPOOL'S CONTRIBUTION IS NEGATIVE!"
"BRO TRIED TO 'HELP' BY GETTING EATEN!"
"WAIT—DID HE LITERALLY REGROW FROM ITS SH—"
Before the chaos could peak—
A divine voice boomed.
[Second Summoning commencing!]
[Random universe selection in progress!]
[Ding! Selection complete!]