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In fact, at Robert's level, it is impossible for the people sent by the headquarters to talk to him so much.

But the commissioners at the headquarters didn't know that there were more than one surveillance probe and eavesdropping equipment in the lounge they were in.

It was originally prepared for Zhang Jue.

By accident, Robert heard something he shouldn't have heard.

And this made him a little helpless.

The Broken God Cult, a cult that recently crazily snatched up the Foundation's SCP project, obviously has some ulterior purpose.

Now they are threatening to declare war on the foundation. I really don't know what they have in their heads.

...

Since the two commissioners from the headquarters came to find Zhang Jue, the Walnut stationmaster did not show up.

Robert brought Zhang Jue to the lounge.

Zhang Jue had black hair and black eyes, and the two commissioners recognized him immediately without introduction.

Robert exchanged a few words with them, and then found an excuse to leave the lounge, leaving room for the three of them to talk—of course, he also turned off the switch of the bug, he didn't want to be careless, Heard some terrible news again.

One of the two special commissioners is called Hansen and the other is Kerr.

They are old and young, and they follow the path of a master leading an apprentice.

In fact, they were originally agents of the foundation, but because of some things, the foundation headquarters is currently short of manpower, so the two of them were sent here.

And at this time, instead of calling and sending emails, they directly send someone to explain the situation. It is conceivable that the matter is indeed serious to a considerable extent.

"Consultant Zhang, something happened."

After Robert left, the old agent named Hansen said.

Zhang Jue handed him a glass of water: "Speak slowly, what's the matter?"

"Forehead--"

Because there are too many things,

For a moment, Hansen didn't know where to start.

After thinking about it, he still decided to start with the most common things: "Consultant Zhang, a foundation site has fallen."

"uh-huh?"

Zhang Jue did not expect that the first news he heard would be such a shock.

"Where is it?" he asked.

"Area 125."

As mentioned earlier, the Foundation roughly divides security facilities into several levels according to their size and purpose, from large to small: site, area, sector, unit, etc.

Therefore, for sites with Area as the prefix, the entire facility should not be very large, and there should not be so many people.

In most cases, they are set up specifically for a certain project.

Area125 is one of them.

"If I'm not mistaken, this matter is also related to the Cult of the Broken God?" Zhang Jue asked.

Hansen nodded.

Sure enough, Zhang Jue rubbed his forehead. It seemed that these lunatics were not going to let it go until they had assembled all the parts of the Broken God.

He asked again: "Can you tell me, which item is saved in Area125?"

Hansen nodded, looked around, and whispered, "It's SCP-882."

...

SCP-882 is a random assembly of gears, cables, pulleys, screws, and conveyor belts.

They are all made of an alloy of various metals.

Any metal that comes into contact with SCP-882 becomes permanently bonded to the object and becomes part of it after a few days, while organic matter remains unaffected.

Humans who have been near the object for a long time will experience auditory hallucinations when approaching the object, mainly grinding and knocking sounds.

These sounds build up and can only be mitigated by throwing metal into the project.

Subjects with a high degree of insanity will throw themselves into the object, causing themselves to be crushed to death almost immediately, and the corpse is usually pulled into it and cannot be recovered.

SCP-882 needs to be preserved in seawater, only real seawater can stop it from moving.

...

Simply put, this is another SCP project related to the Broken God.

Needless to say, those crazy believers snatched it, naturally also for their great cause of revival.

Zhang Jue pinched his chin and asked, "Since there have been several robberies from the Broken God Cult, why isn't Area125 being more careful?"

Hansen sighed: "Actually, before the accident, the headquarters had dispatched an MTF team there."

Zhang Jue raised his eyebrows: "How was the result?"

"The whole army was wiped out." Hansen shook his head, "The people of the Broken God Cult plowed the entire site with rockets."

Fuck? So arrogant?

Zhang Jue immediately realized that something was wrong.

Although the Cult of the Broken God is recognized as a cult by the Foundation and GOC, except for the fact that their believers have machines on their bodies, their behavior is generally mild, but they seem to have changed their style recently.

At site 14, those people wanted to use SCP-217 to infect the entire site, but now it's more direct, rockets are plowing the ground.

Aren't they afraid of messing with the Foundation, finding their lair, and annihilating them in one fell swoop?

The Broken God has been asleep for so long, so what does it matter if he resurrects sooner or later? Why can't they bear it at this time?

Questions arose in Zhang Jue's mind.

Seeing Hansen's constipated face, Zhang Jue said impatiently: "What else, let's talk together quickly, mother-in-law's, it's more ink-stained than Simmons."

Hansen showed embarrassment. Although he didn't know who Simmons was, it seemed that he was not a good person.

"There is indeed one more thing, and it is the most important thing—the Cult of the Broken God has declared war on the Foundation."

"What the hell?" Zhang Jue clicked his ears. Although he heard Robert say it once, Zhang Jue still couldn't believe it at this time.

"Declaring war on the foundation? Just rely on them? Who gave him the courage? This is the birthday star who always pays New Year greetings to Lord Yan—I'm tired of living!"

Seeing Zhang Jue's agitation, Hansen immediately explained: "It's not a complete declaration of war. They put forward a condition. Within three days, let the foundation hand over two SCP projects, otherwise—"

"Otherwise what?"

"Otherwise they'll fill the ocean with 'Tears of God', oh, SCP-217 (the mechanical virus), and infect all of humanity."

"..."

Hearing this, Zhang Jue didn't know what to say for a while.

The reason why the Cult of the Broken God survived for such a long time without being annihilated by the Foundation and GOC is because they are really good at hiding themselves on the one hand, and on the other hand, it is because the Foundation has some tricks.

Others may not have something like SCP-217, but the Cult of the Broken God definitely has a lot.

They said that they could pollute the entire ocean, Zhang Jue didn't believe it, but if they wanted to deal with a few big cities, it would be no problem.

With this kind of thing as a threat, it seems that the Cult of the Broken God is really planning to put all their eggs in one basket.

But the more this is the case, the less likely the foundation will give them the project. Who knows what they are going to do.

In case something bigger happens—for example, the evil god is really resurrected—that is a consequence that the Foundation cannot afford.

Thinking of this, Zhang Jue spread his hands: "So why did the headquarters send you to find me? They think I can wipe out hundreds of thousands of followers of the Broken God Sect in three days or something?"

Speaking of this, Hansen also looked helpless: "Master O5 said, he doesn't care how to get the Cult of the Broken God, and you will be solely responsible for this matter."

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