Chapter 1

Buzzing...

Accompanied by the rhythmic sound of machinery, a heavy metal door slowly rose.

Following that, Feng Bujue and the seven members of the security team entered the experimental field where Project Anomalous-01 was located.

The overall layout of this experimental field was very similar to the one where ***-173 was contained, except that in addition to the room for containing the project, there were also many large, complex instruments placed here.

"Now... what do we do?" Dan asked after entering the experimental field.

When he asked this question, his face was turned towards the vice-captain, Gore, but the surrounding teammates all understood... that the person he really wanted to ask was the D-class personnel.

"Hmph..." Gore turned his head, snorted, and then looked at Jue-ge and said, "Mr. Austin, stop playing coy... tell us."

"Oh? So you know my name?" Feng Bujue responded.

"Of course, we read your file before we came to arrest you," Gore replied.

"Alright..." Feng Bujue shrugged, with an indifferent expression, "Since you mentioned the file... before we open the containment measures, we might as well see if there's any information about this Anomalous project in this room."

"Hmm..." Gore thought for two seconds and replied, "Let's do as you say."

Then, he ordered two security guards to keep an eye on Jue-ge, while the other four followed him to search.

While searching for information, they also didn't forget to contact the command center through the communication equipment in the laboratory, but... there was still no response.

Five minutes later...

"Alright, I've read the project's documents. It seems... this project does have spatial abilities." Gore led the team back to Jue-ge and said in a deep voice, "However... I think it's best not to make contact with him."

"Oh..." Feng Bujue responded weakly, "I won't ask you 'why'." He held out a hand, "Give me the documents to look at. I'll figure it out myself."

"Are you kidding me?" Gore replied seriously, "The reading permission required for this document is..."

"...I don't give a damn." Feng Bujue didn't let him finish, "I don't care about levels or anything." He, a guy standing under the muzzle of someone else's gun, was incredibly arrogant, "You're talking about this with a D-class personnel like me? Don't you think it's ridiculous?" He snorted coldly, "Hmph... theoretically speaking, from the moment I stepped into the Foundation's site, my life only has one month left. Permission? Ha!"

As soon as he said this, Gore's gaze towards Jue-ge became even more serious.

Generally speaking, D-class personnel recruited by the Foundation would not know that they would be executed in a month. But Feng Bujue's words showed that... he was very aware of this regulation.

"Tch... a convict, what's there to be proud of?" Gore replied unhappily, but his hand slowly handed over the document.

After receiving the document, Feng Bujue used his speed-reading ability, as well as his quick memory and comprehension, to quickly finish reading the entire text.

Then, Jue-ge used superb facial expressions to interpret what it meant to be "ball-aching."

"What's wrong?" Gore looked at the change in Jue-ge's expression and couldn't help but ask.

Feng Bujue handed the document back to Gore and replied, "I want to talk to that project."

"What did you say?" Gore raised his voice, seemingly feeling that Jue-ge's suggestion was unbelievable, "Are you illiterate? Did you even read the document carefully? I'm telling you... we won't protect you when you communicate with that kind of project..."

"Don't worry, I'm going in alone. I don't need your protection," Feng Bujue interrupted. "You don't have to worry about me running away either. The entrance to the containment room is the only one, isn't it?"

"What if the project kills you?" Gore said.

"What's wrong with being killed?" Feng Bujue replied. "Your superiors didn't stipulate that you had to keep me alive anyway." His gaze swept over the team members, "My life and death don't make much difference to you." He then pointed to the direction of the experimental field door, "But... if I don't make contact with the project, the spatial loop won't change. Even if we get out, we'll just be walking back and forth in the same corridor. Even if we don't encounter any other out-of-control SCPS during this time, we'll eventually be exhausted..." He paused for half a second and continued, "At that time, the effects of SCP-513 will become prominent..."

"Judging from your tone... it's as if you're sure that you can stop the spatial loop after contacting the project," Gore replied.

"I didn't say that." Feng Bujue's answer was airtight, "But if you don't even give me a chance to try, I can't prove it."

This time, Gore didn't make the decision on his own. He waved and called the other six members of the security team over for a private conversation.

"Okay... you can go in." When Gore returned to Jue-ge, he gave this answer.

"Then I'll trouble you to open the door to the containment room," Feng Bujue said as he walked towards the door.

"Remember, don't play tricks," Gore reminded Jue-ge's back. "That's a containment room. You have nowhere to escape."

"Ah... I know." Feng Bujue replied in an impatient tone.

A minute later, the door to the containment room was opened.

Jue-ge didn't hesitate and strode in.

After entering the containment room, he immediately heard the sound of the door closing behind him, but...

"What's going on?" Gore turned his head and roared towards the control panel, "Who told you to close the door?"

"No... Vice-Captain..." The team member standing by the control panel was frantically fiddling with the instrument in front of him, "We didn't do that!"

"What!" Gore turned his head sharply and glared at the containment room.

However... the rapidly descending door had already blocked Jue-ge's back.

"You can even control the door of the containment measures..." Feng Bujue naturally heard the conversation between the two people outside. He immediately understood that Billy had closed the door. "Why not just escape from the inside?"

"Heh..." In the alloy container, Billy's low, hoarse laughter quickly came. "It's you... I never thought I'd run into an acquaintance here."

"Did you just realize it was me?" Jue-ge replied.

Billy replied, "Yes, I just realized who you were."

"It seems... this already explains why you didn't escape," Feng Bujue added.

"You guessed right..." Billy continued, "In this world, my abilities are greatly limited." He paused, "Even though I can still control a lot of things, it's far worse than what I can do in the main universe."

"Speaking of controlling things..." Feng Bujue said, "You were the one who used SCP-513 to mess with us before, right?"

"Yes," Billy replied, "But I didn't know you were in the crowd at the time."

"The ability of remote sensing has become blurred?" Feng Bujue probed calmly.

"Not blurred, but almost disappeared." Billy didn't mind at all, "Taking the security personnel outside as an example... when they are more than a hundred meters away from me, I can't even sense the exact number of people."

"Even in this state... you can still use the effect of 513 to plot against us?" Feng Bujue asked strangely.

"Because I've been in this base for a long time, even if my perception is weak, I'm still very clear about the surrounding environment," Billy explained. "Before, after your group came to B3, I cut off all the video and audio signals on this floor, and blocked all the entrances and exits." He paused for a second, and then said, "My original plan was... to use the characteristics of 513 to make you all go crazy. Then, I could use the 'panic energy' generated from you to restore my own power, but I didn't expect..."

"You didn't expect us to come to your door ourselves?" Feng Bujue asked.

Billy didn't answer this question, he directly continued the topic: "The problem I'm facing is very serious... Feng Bujue." As he spoke, the alloy container had opened by itself, and Billy was sitting inside the container. "It's not difficult to escape this container, it's also possible to escape this floor or this base... The problem is... how do I escape this universe."

"Ha! So that's how it is." Feng Bujue said, "Due to the limitations, you can no longer return to the main universe of Thriller Paradise with your own power."

"Yes." Billy admitted very simply, "Even if I escape the Foundation's facilities, as long as I don't escape this universe... they will catch me back sooner or later." As he spoke, he walked out of the container, "In fact, I've broken out of prison many times, some successful, some unsuccessful; but there's one unchanging rule, and that is... every time the Foundation catches me back, they will upgrade my 'containment measures'. So, I stopped running away. In case they really invent some kind of room that can permanently restrain me."

"Oh..." Feng Bujue nodded, "Anyway, you can rest assured now, because my main quest this time is undoubtedly to rescue you."

"Heh... that's good." Billy seemed very happy. With Jue-ge's help, he felt that he had a great chance of going back.

"So... now let's talk about what the 'panic energy' setting is." Jue-ge then said, "And what are you going to give me as a reward?"