Chapter 1 Your Role Limitation Has Been Fully Removed

Feng Bujue did not hesitate. He walked a few meters towards the light source and stepped into a spacious, bright space.

The instant he left the "sandbox," another system prompt rang in his ear.

[Your Role Limitation Has Been Fully Removed]

Jue-ge had played many scenarios with limited abilities, but it was the first time he'd heard such a prompt halfway through a game...

It seemed that the system really wanted him to take care of the Foundation; this also proved from another perspective that the Foundation in this dimension was very powerful, and their intervention had made it impossible for the system to carry out its activities normally.

Therefore, the system had sent a troublemaker who could break through the sandbox today to confront the Foundation head-on.

"Stop!"

Feng Bujue's eyes had just adjusted to the surrounding light when he heard a stern shout.

Unsurprisingly, the moment he stepped into this space, he was aimed at by dozens of weapons.

Jue-ge looked around and quickly identified the speaker among the dozens of fully armed assault team members in front of him.

Although these people were dressed the same and all wore full-coverage helmets that concealed their faces, the speaker had an extra shoulder insignia compared to the others, and the weapon he used was also slightly different from those of the other team members; with a little observation, it was not difficult to guess that he was the leader of this assault team.

"Raise your hands and put them behind your head!" Two seconds later, the captain shouted another instruction.

"Hmph..." Feng Bujue sneered upon hearing this, and then... raised his hands and put them behind his head as instructed.

"Now, don't move." Seeing that Jue-ge was very cooperative, the captain didn't say much and directly followed the standard procedure.

Before long, two assault team members, under the captain's instructions, stepped forward and put handcuffs on Feng Bujue.

"Ho~ This design is the first time I've seen it..." After being handcuffed with his hands behind his back, Jue-ge immediately turned his head to look at his wrists.

He was a little curious about the handcuffs that were holding him, because they were undoubtedly a new type of product made with future technology.

"The material used is definitely not metal, it feels like some kind of nanomaterial..." Feng Bujue thought to himself, "After being handcuffed, it will automatically adjust according to the person's wrist size, tightly fixing the hands." He also tried to struggle a few times lightly, "The material combines the dual advantages of strength and firmness, completely sealing off the thumb dislocation method, and... even if the handcuffed person gets tools, they won't be able to bend their wrists to the right angle to unlock them."

While Jue-ge was studying the handcuffs, the assault team captain was speaking into the communicator on his shoulder.

Even if Feng Bujue didn't hear it himself, he could guess that the other party's lines were roughly, "Target has been subdued, requesting further instructions," and so on.

"Take him to Containment Room Fifteen first." Sure enough, a little over ten seconds later, the captain finished the communication and issued the order.

"Move." And the team members responsible for escorting Jue-ge immediately shook the muzzles of their guns lightly, urging him to move forward, after receiving the order.

Feng Bujue remained silent. He just turned his head and glanced at the door he had just stepped out of, and finally took a peek at the dark space inside the door.

Then, he began to walk according to the instructions of the assault team members.

"The guns in these guys' hands seem to be energy weapons..." he thought to himself as he walked, "Have I come to a world where 'bullets' have been eliminated..."

Fifteen minutes later, Feng Bujue had been escorted to a room.

After the assault team members drove him inside, the door of the room closed automatically.

Unlike the cement environment on all sides in the previous scenarios, this base he was in was full of metal products everywhere.

Not only the door, but even the room itself was made of an alloy that Feng Bujue could not identify.

In addition, judging from the sound of the valve when the door closed, the air pressure, oxygen content, and so on in this room were all controllable.

"Hmm... not easy to handle..." The first thing Feng Bujue did after entering this "Containment Room" was to carefully observe the surrounding space, which was about twenty square meters. As a result, he found that... the six sides of this room could be described as impeccable; even the lighting strips embedded in the walls were seamlessly integrated.

"Has the level of technology reached the point where all the monitoring, ventilation, and pressure control equipment can be hidden inside the walls..." Thinking of this, Jue-ge turned his eyes to the only door in this Containment Room, "When the door opened and closed just now, the people who were escorting me didn't do anything, and there were no keyholes or control panels on the inside or outside of this door. This shows... the door is also remotely controlled."

Buzz buzz buzz—

Just as Feng Bujue was pondering, a buzzing sound suddenly rang out.

Accompanied by the buzzing, one wall of the room seemed to be a huge liquid crystal display screen... showing a picture.

In the picture was a beautiful woman wearing a white coat and black-rimmed glasses.

Two seconds later, the beautiful woman looked at Feng Bujue, or rather... looked at the "screen" on her side, and said, "Hello, Mr. Feng Bujue."

Although Dr. Cox's appearance was young, her tone of voice and the temperament revealed between her eyebrows gave her the feeling of a mature woman.

And Feng Bujue could naturally perceive... that the actual age of the person in front of him was likely much older than her appearance revealed.

"Hello, unknown lady." When Jue-ge replied, he had already heard that... the owner of this voice was the person who had tried to stop him from killing Igor not long ago.

"You can call me Dr. Cox, Mr. Feng Bujue." Cox responded smoothly.

"You can call me whatever you want, Dr. Cox." Feng Bujue replied sarcastically, mimicking the other party's way of speaking.

"Hmph..." Facing Jue-ge's response, Dr. Cox snorted coldly, and then continued, "First of all, I would like to welcome you on behalf of the Foundation."

"Thank you." Feng Bujue turned on his mocking ability to the fullest, "Your hospitality is deeply impressive to me." As he spoke, he turned sideways and showed the other party his handcuffed hands, full of malice.

"Heh..." Dr. Cox responded indifferently, "Mr. Feng Bujue, considering your previous performances, I think this kind of hospitality is still quite appropriate and reasonable."

"Is that so..." Feng Bujue said, "Then... let me ask, what are your next plans?" he asked with a relaxed expression, "Are you just going to 'contain' me like this?"

"If possible, I would really like to do that." Cox said bluntly, "However... judging from your attitude, you should be able to return to your own dimension at any time in some way."

"Since you know this, why bother handcuffing me?" Feng Bujue said.

"Of course, it's because I, and all the project managers... all think you are very dangerous." When Dr. Cox said this, her face was solemn.

"Hehe... then I'm really flattered." Feng Bujue replied with a sentence of nonsense, wanting to further test the other party's reaction.

And Cox immediately replied, "You are an anti-social madman, Feng Bujue. I don't think you will have any so-called 'flattered' emotions." She paused for half a second, and then said, "Your purpose has always been very clear, that is, to break through the 'mirror universe' we created and come here... to carry out a certain SCP-3232 mission that requires you to carry out."

"Oh, speaking of that..." Feng Bujue asked, following the other party's words when he heard this, "I do want to ask you... what exactly is the [SCP-3232] you mentioned?"

For Feng Bujue, this was indeed a question, because he had only heard the term for the first time when the system updated the main quest.

As a veteran enthusiast who knew all kinds of SCP projects like the back of his hand, Jue-ge naturally knew that... there was no "3232" number in the existing SCP entries. In addition, he had also guessed that... the true identity of this "3232" was most likely "Thriller Paradise" itself.

But in the end, he still hadn't read the Foundation's documents on this project. Only after reading the documents could he know to what extent the Foundation had grasped the nature of this project.

"I have no obligation to answer you this question." Cox replied, "Moreover, I think you actually know what this project number refers to, you just want to test how much we know."

Obviously, not only was Feng Bujue testing the other party, but the other party was also testing Feng Bujue.

Although they had only exchanged a few short sentences, it could be seen that these two people were engaging in verbal sparring, each only saying three points, but thinking of eliciting ten points from the other party.

"Haaah—" Feng Bujue shrugged and sighed, "It seems we've reached some kind of stalemate."

"Perhaps." Dr. Cox said, and then began to pace towards the side, "Maybe we can talk about something else..."

As she spoke, she had already walked to her desk, and the camera moved with her.

When Dr. Cox leaned over to sit down, she seemed to show off her cleavage intentionally or unintentionally.

"I noticed that you seem to be a writer." Cox's words continued. When talking about these unimportant topics, her expression was much more relaxed, and there was a hint of softness between her eyebrows, "I am very interested in hearing you talk about the stories you write."

"Oh? Is that so..." How could Feng Bujue be an ordinary person? He instantly understood the other party's thoughts and replied with a smile, "I actually just came up with a very interesting plot recently, would you like to hear it?"

Dr. Cox rested her chin in one hand and showed a charming smile, "I'm all ears."

"Actually, the plot is not that complicated. It mainly tells the story of a woman and a man who communicate through video calls," Feng Bujue said.

"Sounds a bit similar to our current situation." The expression on Dr. Cox's face suddenly became a little stiff.

Feng Bujue ignored her words and continued, "More precisely, the two protagonists of this story are... a 'menopausal elder sister who looks much younger than her actual age', and a 'handsome, quick-witted, and mysterious man whose background no one knows'."

This time, Dr. Cox didn't respond, presumably she was shocked by Jue-ge's shamelessness.

"At first, the dialogue between these two people was quite interesting. Although they didn't make much progress in the answers they were looking for, their psychological game was also remarkable." As Feng Bujue spoke, he habitually began to pace slowly, "Until... the elder sister received some information, or rather... an order, through the communication device hidden in her ear. From that moment on, she changed her conversation strategy." Jue-ge put on a helpless expression, "She began to strike poses and show off her charm, trying to distract the man and delay time."

At this point, Cox's face darkened all of a sudden.

She raised her hand angrily, took out a hidden communicator from her left ear, slammed it on the table, and glared at Feng Bujue with an angry expression.

"Hehe... sorry, your transformation was too abrupt, your acting skills are really not natural enough." Feng Bujue said, "Besides, I think it's better to expose you sooner... although it's not impossible to flirt with you for a while longer, but if that's the case, when I expose the truth, you'll be even more embarrassed than you are now."

"Then I have to thank you?" Cox replied coldly, her eyes looking as if she wanted to eat him alive.

"Ah... you're welcome." Feng Bujue's incredibly sarcastic response added fuel to the fire.

"I sincerely hope... you can still laugh later." Dr. Cox's patience finally reached its limit, she couldn't hold back her anger and said something similar to a threat.

"Don't worry, I can always laugh." Jue-ge replied, "If I can't laugh one day, I just need to cut open my cheeks with a knife." As he said this, he even showed a kind smile, "Of course, I also understand what you mean at this moment; I think, from the moment you started flirting with me, a team specializing in dealing with people like me is already rushing here; I can foresee that their interrogation style will be very tough, and they have some way to prevent me from 'leaving your plane'."

His reasoning was basically correct, which made Cox's face even more ugly.

"Don't worry, Dr. Cox." A few seconds later, Feng Bujue stopped pacing, and said with a fearless, even somewhat expectant expression, "I won't escape... I have no reason to escape today."

Ka-chik—

Just as Jue-ge said this, the electronic door behind him... opened.