D-Class personnel, or "CLASS_D," are a personnel classification within [******].

They are "personnel designated to handle anomalous items."

Within the Foundation, the regulations concerning D-Class personnel are roughly as follows:

One, D-Class personnel assigned to any given SCP project are not allowed to communicate with D-Class personnel assigned to other SCP projects.

Two, D-Class personnel are recruited from prison inmates, with death row inmates being the preferred choice; in urgent situations, recruitment of innocent individuals or those convicted of lesser crimes may be authorized under Protocol 12.

Three, all D-Class personnel are to be terminated at the beginning of each month and replacements should be prepared.

Four, all D-Class personnel must undergo a psychological evaluation at least once daily, typically at 18:00 hours. Failure to comply with this requirement will result in termination. Failure to pass the evaluation will also result in termination.

Five, in any supernatural event, it is recommended to terminate D-Class personnel, including Foundation personnel who have had basic communication with D-Class personnel.

Here and now, Feng Bujue's loaded character, "Rudy Austin," was clearly a recruited D-Class personnel.

"As expected of Nightmare difficulty, this is an instant-death crisis right from the start..." Brother Jue immediately muttered after regaining his ability to move, "Hmm... there are two relatively pressing issues... one, my hands are still handcuffed; two, SCP-173 is out of control and is killing people in this room, and I... could become a victim at any moment."

Thinking of this, his eyes darted around...

Inside the room, dozens of people were running around in a panic. Under the red lights, distorted faces were illuminated.

Fleeting gunshots, screams, sounds of bones breaking, and bodies falling... all indicated that SCP-173 was still in the room, completing its godlike feat at a very fast pace...

"Ah... there it is..." Finally, Feng Bujue spent several seconds successfully locating 173.

Many people may have forgotten the setup of SCP-173, so I won't list the project information in detail here. To summarize simply... it is a tall creature made of concrete and rebar. It will attack once "eye contact" is broken. The target of the attack should be random, and the method is... to teleport to the target and snap their neck.

"Everyone, don't panic, I'm watching it! As long as we maintain eye contact..." Feng Bujue shouted loudly after fixing his gaze on 173.

However... the researchers and the remaining prisoners ignored him. No one even turned around to look at the monster; they were just running towards the door.

"Tch... a bunch of idiots." Feng Bujue spat unhappily, "They deserve to die..."

He was cursing, but his actions didn't stop.

When he was watching the opening CG, he had already memorized the positions of most of the people in the room. So, he didn't hesitate to move to his side and rear, and successfully stepped on a corpse within five steps.

Feng Bujue couldn't confirm whether this corpse was a special forces soldier or not, and even if it was, he couldn't be sure that this special forces soldier had the handcuff key on him. However... he still squatted down and started feeling around with his hands.

This time, Brother Jue was very "lucky." In the chaos of the previous ten seconds, SCP-173 had indeed killed the guy who had the handcuff key. Moreover, the first corpse that Brother Jue touched was this very guy.

The handcuff key is much smaller than a regular key, so he knew it by touch. Feng Bujue took the key out of the other person's pocket and unlocked the handcuffs on his hands without saying a word.

"Very good..." Brother Jue didn't throw away the handcuffs, but put the handcuffs and the key into the pocket of his jumpsuit for future use, "This way, I don't have to dislocate my own hands..."

While muttering to himself, he also "felt" around and found the dead man's M16 (automatic rifle), and put it in his hands.

"I can't take it anymore... my eyes are so sore..." After doing these things, Feng Bujue hadn't blinked for nearly a minute. Although he couldn't look at the game menu right now, he could probably guess... that the act of "not blinking for a long time" would definitely reduce his Survival Value.

And so...

Rat-tat-tat-tat—

Brother Jue raised the M16 and fired a few shots at SCP-173. Then... he turned his head to blink and ran towards the exit.

The purpose of his shooting was naturally not to kill SCP-173, because he knew very well... that ordinary weapons could not harm 173 at all, and even nuclear weapons might not be able to destroy it.

The real purpose of Feng Bujue's shooting... was actually to attract the attention of others.

Those who were desperately running out of the room had already opened the electronic door to the exit, and were now scrambling to squeeze out.

And the few shots that Feng Bujue fired attracted their attention in a short period of time.

Human instinct is like this. When we are in a dangerous situation, 95% of our actions are subconscious...

For example, when hearing a gunshot, most people's first reaction is to curl up, lower their heads, and try to cover their heads with their hands. At the same time... they will quickly turn their heads and look in the direction of the sound.

The above is the "first reaction."

And the "second reaction"... varies from person to person. Some people will quickly check whether there are any extra holes in their body; some people will move away from the shooter after confirming their position; and some people... will move their eyes to the place where the bullet hit.

Feng Bujue used the crowd's "reaction" to successfully get some people in the room to offer up their line of sight...

Taking this opportunity, he charged forward with the gun, relying on the power of the weapon in his hand and a brute force charge, he forcibly broke through the crowd and ran into the corridor.

[Main Quest Triggered]

The system prompt came the moment he stepped out of the electronic door.

At this time, Brother Jue finally had a chance to take a look at the game menu.

[Bring an Anomalous item that is currently being evaluated in this facility out of the base.]

(Note: Any project that is currently being evaluated by the Foundation for further research and special containment value is cataloged as Anomalous)

"What?" Feng Bujue originally thought that this was a script consistent with the plot of *SCP-173* (a first-person horror puzzle game), so the main task should be something like "escape from the base." He never expected... that he would have to find a project and take it out.

[Important Reminder: Your inventory, equipment, skills, and psychic weapons have all been locked. Your basic physical attributes have been adjusted to Rudy Austin's level.] The next second, another voice message sounded.

"Hmph... I already noticed..." Brother Jue wasn't too surprised by this information. When he determined that this was a "role-playing" script, he had already guessed that this would be the development.

Buzz—Buzz—