Chapter 657 (1/2)

Without the observer, Zhang Heng began to accelerate when he ran. In the narrow corridor, Zhang Heng's speed even reached the point where he needed to step on the wall to turn the corner. Within half a minute, he returned to the shelter of scp-096. At this time, 096, who had recovered, heard Zhang Heng's footsteps and looked back, but Zhang Heng didn't even look at it, but he looked directly from it Run around, 096 suddenly a Leng, it straight looking at Zhang Heng's back, for a long time did not respond.

After eating the drug that represents the highest intensification of human civilization on Tanis, Zhang Heng is almost equivalent to a shelter for the foundation. Not only is his physical fitness far beyond the limits of human beings, but even the light of his soul has also reached the degree of changing and distorting reality. For such a human being with the power of spiritual light, the foundation calls it vividly ——Reality twisters.

Because of its special nature, scp-148 was housed in the f area under the charge of Professor David. It is because of this that the existence of scp-148 can only be known by Zhang Heng's weak authority. Originally, the ability of this shelter is very weak, and even weakens the light of Zhang Heng's mind. However, compared with being killed and devoured by the cursed meme, the harm of scp-148 is lighter.

However, it was a long way to get from area D to area F. Zhang Heng relied on the light of his soul to hide his tracks all the way. Even though it was still dangerous, Zhang Heng did not care about it. He walked along the passage at full speed and soon saw a place where there was a large area of blood on the ground and potholes on the walls Dense bullet holes, but, did not find a body. Obviously, the security guard of the base once fought with a breakthrough shelter. As for the result, Zhang Gen knew from the blood on the ground that it was not too optimistic.

However, Zhang Heng felt lucky. Soon, he returned to the f area under the charge of Dr. David. This month, Zhang Heng was very familiar with area F. after arriving in this area, he went through several SCP shelters and finally stayed in front of a warehouse like isolation room.

scp-148！

On the wall, the precautions of scp-148 are described in English. First of all, scp-148 can not contact with any other SCP reception projects. Any staff assigned to scp-148 need to receive regular inspection once a week. This object is not a living thing, nor a meme and other intangible information shelter, but a real object.

This shelter has the ability to interfere with the mental energy of nearby organisms. In short, scp-148 is actually a kind of material with spiritual protection. It has an alias called ”mind block alloy”. As the name suggests, it can effectively protect any form of mental power and prevent the expansion of human fear. It is used to make meme protective devices It's perfect.

A long time ago, Zhang Heng studied various kinds of curse memes, and concluded that human mind power is also an inevitable factor affecting the outbreak of curse memes. The more people's minds are filled with negative emotions such as panic and helplessness, the faster the outbreak of curse memes is, and vice versa. The mind blocking alloy is a device that oppresses the human spirit. Although it has great side effects, it will lead to mental deafness of the contacts. However, Zhang Heng's noumenon is far away from the four-dimensional space and is not in the universe at all. Therefore, this kind of side effect is basically equivalent to nothing for Zhang Heng.

Thinking of this, Zhang Heng took a deep breath, and his eyes suddenly became sharp. The next second, a mental force gushed from the pineal body of the body. In front of his eyes, the alloy gate began to emit a wail of metal distortion. Soon, in Zhang Heng's gaze, the alloy gate in front of him seemed to have been hit by a huge siege hammer, completely concave in the door and in the wall At the junction of the wall, a passage barely enough for human access was torn open.

Until then, Zhang Heng breathed out a breath, and the sweating on his forehead rolled down one by one. After all, it was not the noumenon. Now it is very difficult for this body to reach this level.

Thinking of this, Zhang Heng didn't want to go to the door immediately. The next second, in the closed room, there were 120 silver ingots on the floor, which were one circle larger than his fist.