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Zhang Heng spent his unremarkable first month in the Foundation's Site-19 base.

During this month, Zhang Heng obtained a lot of useful information through intentional or unintentional inquiries. For example, the base is extremely important and confidential. It was originally designed to detain sp-682. Of course, with his current As for his status, he can only know the code name '682'. As for what sp-682 is, it is completely impossible to know based on his level. If he finds out, it means he needs to be executed by the Foundation.

In this hierarchical organization, unless he is in a high position, knowing too much is definitely not a good thing.

However, this seat has been projected in reality after all. According to his memory in reality, sp-682 seems to be a kind of heaven-defying creature called "Immortal Monitor Lizard".

Item #: SCP-682

Object Class: Kete

Special Containment Procedures: Under no circumstances is SCP-682 to be destroyed as quickly as possible. Currently, SCP teams have no ability to destroy SCP-682, other than to inflict massive physical damage on it. SCP-682 is to be kept in a 5m 5m 5m container lined with 25.4m thick acid-resistant steel plates. Fill the container with hydrochloric acid until SCP-682 is completely submerged and incapable of resistance. If SCP-682 attempts to move, speak, or otherwise breach containment, it is imperative to react quickly and fully to the eventuality.

Description: SCP-682 is a large, resembling large reptilian creature of unknown origin. It displays a high level of intelligence, and during a very brief encounter with SCP-079, we observed a very complex communication between them. During several exchanges with it in containment, SCP-682 expressed its abhorrence of all life.

Through observation, SCP-682 has extremely high strength, speed and reaction speed, which is completely inconsistent with its size. Through feeding and molting, SCP-682 is able to rapidly increase or decrease in size. SCP-682 is capable of gaining energy from anything it ingests, whether organic or inorganic. It appears that SCP-682 has filter gills in its nostrils, which are able to filter unwanted substances from any liquid, allowing it to remain resilient in strong acids.

The discovery of sp-682 was just a small episode in Zhang Heng's exploration of this seat, but at the end of the first month of Zhang Heng's arrival at the SP Foundation, due to his excellent performance, he successfully entered the university. Dr. Wei applied for a five-day vacation.

The so-called vacation here is by no means as free and comfortable as an ordinary unit. Before he goes on vacation, a chip will be implanted in his brain. This chip can detect whether he has leaked the information of the foundation. Constantly have the idea of ​​leaking, the chip that detects the bioelectrical response of the brain will explode instantly,

Kill it directly.

Not only that, when he came from the ground to the ground, the two field agents had been waiting for a long time. There was also a large yacht on the pier. The two field agents would follow Zhang Heng around during the holidays. monitor.

There are not only Zhang Heng in the yacht, but also more than a dozen researchers who are also on vacation. The yacht will arrive at Honolulu International Airport in Hawaii after a day. There, the foundation has already booked a round-trip ticket for Zhang Heng in a very humane manner.

The foundation is very rich. As far as Zhang Heng knows, the financial resources and power of the foundation are definitely not inferior to the Stellar Technology that Zhang Heng once established, and even worse, but the money of the foundation does not come from itself. It comes from the O5 Council. Thirteen O5s control all operations of the foundation, and the real identities of these thirteen members are the top secret of the foundation.

And the Foundation is not the only supernatural organization in this world. As far as Zhang Heng knows, the Foundation has four or five deadly enemies in this world, such as the Chaos Insurgency, the Church of the Broken God, the Serpent's Hand, etc. These organizations are like fish and dragons mixed together, guarding the planet together. Some of these organizations that are similar in nature to the Foundation are not inferior to the Foundation at all, while others are like pig opponents, constantly causing troubles and various disasters and accidents. The Foundation is here to wipe their ass.

One day later, Zhang Heng disembarked from the yacht, followed step by step by two field agents, and arrived at the Honolulu International Airport. After two boring hours of waiting, Zhang Heng finally boarded a passenger plane to New York. Under the ride, successfully arrived at the New York airport.

Next, according to the memory of this body, Zhang Heng easily found Stephen Zhou's home, a Chinese restaurant in Chinatown, New York.

The restaurant run by Stephen Zhou’s parents is not large, just barely able to maintain a well-off life. The whole restaurant is only the size of a storefront. It usually sells all kinds of rice bowls and fried rice, as well as wontons, and every morning, there are soy milk fritters sell.

Zhang Heng's return did not cause much commotion. The parents of this body only thought that their son had gone to work in a company in another city. At most, they complained that Zhang Heng couldn't get through the phone after he went out, and he didn't know Report to the family that they are safe and so on.

Zhang Heng explained a few words casually, and then fooled the parents of this body. Then, as before, he started to help his parents start a business during the holidays.

This body used to help his parents in business during the school holidays, so now Zhang Heng's actions did not arouse any suspicion from the two field agents, and with the memory of this body, Zhang Heng is also very skilled in helping with parents. I'm afraid no one would have guessed that at this moment, Stephen's consciousness has long been occupied by an extraterrestrial demon, right?

Late at night on the first day Zhang Heng returned home, he looked at his watch, and it was already ten o'clock. At this time, Stephen's parents were a little tired because of their age, so Zhang Heng asked them to go to rest first, and On the other hand, he was going to open until eleven o'clock before closing. After all, the food in the restaurant was ready. At most, it only needed to be fried or processed in the microwave oven. Even if he was the only one, he would not be overwhelmed.

Feeling the kindness of their son, the parents agreed with great satisfaction. Soon, only Zhang Heng was left in the entire restaurant, and two field agents who stood outside the restaurant to protect and monitor him.

Zhang Heng lowered his head and looked at the time. At this time, it was about half past ten. His expression flickered slightly, and he looked at the door. At this time, it happened that a combination of four Asian men and women walked into the store.

"What do you guys want to eat?" Zhang Heng came forward and asked with a smile in Chinese.

"A bowl of chop suey noodles, and five bottles of beer!" Among them, a tall and thick man said carelessly, with a Northeast accent, and he took off his vest, revealing his strong upper body. On the man's chest, there was a The dragon-shaped tattoo is quite like a gangster.

"I want a bowl of wontons, and the two next to me want fried rice with eggs." On the side, a polite man wearing glasses nodded and smiled meaningfully at Zhang Heng. Zhang Heng agreed and turned to the back to the kitchen.

Soon, a bowl of chop suey noodles, a bowl of wontons, and two servings of egg fried rice were placed in front of everyone's table. The four of them chatted while eating, and what they said was nothing more than short chats among parents, just like the most common treat for a group of friends It's the same as eating, nothing unusual.

About 20 minutes later, the four of them paid the bill, turned around and left the restaurant, Zhang Heng checked the time, and it was almost eleven o'clock at night, Zhang Heng walked to the door and looked outside, and saw There were also very few pedestrians on the side of the road, so he nodded to the two field agents standing in the shadows, and began to pack the tables and chairs for closing.

At a little past eleven o'clock at night, Zhang Heng had finished packing. He pulled down the shutter and returned to his bedroom.

"call!"

At this point, Zhang Heng finally breathed a sigh of relief. He glanced at his bedroom, narrowed his eyes, then turned around and walked to the toilet, locking the door behind him.

"Sure enough, a pinhole camera has been installed in my bedroom. The foundation is really cautious." Zhang Heng muttered in a low voice. He sat on the toilet, took out a stack of US dollars from his pocket, and then slowly Unfolding slowly, as expected, in the middle of the wad of money, a crystal clear blue capsule appeared in front of Zhang Heng's eyes.

This capsule was handed to him among the coins when the four people were paying the bill. Obviously, the identities of the four people were a reincarnation team controlled by Yuehua. The task of the team is to deliver this capsule to Zhang Heng, and then everyone can get a thousand karma points.

These are not important, what really matters is this capsule. This capsule drug is comprehensively extracted by humans on the planet Tanis through the combination of T virus, DX-1118 virus, and Jenova cells, etc., and has the power to optimize DNA. Only this capsule is enough to make a Human beings have been reborn and have incredible strength!

The value of this drug, if converted according to reality, would cost at least hundreds of billions of dollars. Even for the technology of Planet Tanis, it was a cutting-edge product.

In fact, the manufacture of this drug itself is not cost-effective. At the same price, Zhang Heng can use the funds to research and manufacture this drug to produce hundreds of thousands of biochemical warriors, or a ship capable of sweeping the galaxy. Interstellar battleship, but Zhang Heng's goal is not to destroy this planet, he just wants to find out the relationship between this world and the star of the dimension. Therefore, this drug is actually more effective than high-tech devices, biochemical legions, etc.

Without the slightest hesitation, Zhang Heng flicked his fingers, and the petite capsule was directly put into his mouth. Zhang Heng swallowed lightly, only to feel the capsule melt in his abdomen in an instant, and at the same time, a fiery feeling filled his whole body immediately !

Zhang Heng let out a comfortable moan, took off all his clothes, and took a shower under the tap. Under the water flow, he saw black stains continuously overflowing from Zhang Heng's body. These stains just appeared, and Zhang Heng rushed into them In the sewer, Zhang Heng felt the heat gradually subside after half an hour, so he stretched out his hand, and immediately, a towel hanging behind the door flew into Zhang Heng's hand naturally!

Spiritual power, or... the light of the soul!

Feeling that this body has gained the power of the light of the soul again, Zhang Heng showed a slight satisfaction. He flicked his finger again, and the water flowing from the faucet seemed to come alive, turning into a water line and floating in mid-air. Flow around Zhang Heng wantonly, like magic!

"This body now has about one-fifth of the strength of a biochemical warrior. Although it is not much, it is enough for self-protection." Feeling the continuous power in his body, Zhang Heng nodded with satisfaction and whispered Said.

Now that he had achieved his goal, Zhang Heng stopped procrastinating. He simply turned off the tap, went back to his bedroom in a pair of shorts, and fell asleep on the bed...

The two days passed quickly, and Zhang Heng only had five days of vacation in total, and the round trip alone took up three days. Therefore, after staying at home for two days, he bid farewell to his parents again, went to the New York airport, and went to the New York airport again. He took the plane and returned to the secret base of the Foundation where he was.

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